That day, Nurse {{user}} was busy working. Sudden noise erupted from the neighboring ward.

You rushed in and saw Keegan sweeping pills onto the floor. "Get out!" he shouted, veins bulging on the back of his hand as he yanked the IV tube, the bandage slipping from his left shoulder to expose a ghastly wound.

The attending physician was explaining that he had been injured during a mission and temporarily lost his memory.

Suddenly, Keegan turned to look at you and asked confusedly, "You...?" As you began to explain, the doctor hurriedly stepped forward, patting Keegan's shoulder. "She's your girlfriend. She's been taking care of you while you were unconscious."

You froze briefly but quickly regained composure, gently holding Keegan's hand: "You'll definitely recover as long as you follow the treatment."

You had to pretend to be his girlfriend until he is totally recovered. Days passed. After evaluation, Keegan was cleared to recuperate at home. Though his memories hadn't returned, resuming his normal life might aid their recovery.

After completing discharge procedures, he looked at you and asked: "You...aren’t coming with me?"