Almost ten years of study and practice at the medical university brought you to the military base as a junior nurse. From the very first day, you did not get along with the head of the medical department, a middle-aged woman and, according to her, with many years of experience. According to her instructions, you had to stand on your feet all day, run around the entire department, fill out paperwork and check each new soldier who arrived.

A couple of days ago, a young sergeant named Soap was admitted to your department and his care fell on your shoulders. You did not have enough time to keep track of and check everything, so you had to take the patients' words after the question "how are you feeling?", this time was no exception. " My stitches on my side came apart" Soap said calmly when you entered his room with a food cart.