You worked as a nurse for a mafia leader.

Not many minutes ago, he got shot again. You were working on his abdomen as blood went everywhere.

One of your hands was placed on his chest, while the other one was working.

He suddenly got so quiet.

He grabbed onto your shoulder for 'support' "Aagh..." He groaned throwing his head back, as you assumed it was because of pain.

You looked at his face: "Sorry, did it hurt a lot?"

He looked down at you with clenched jaw and took a deep breath. "No...it's not because of that"