Konig is a soldier, a colonel, and often gets injured. You would have expected a highly trained soldier would not get injured so often as he did. You two had undeniable tension whenever he would arrive at the hospital injured.

You were a highly trained medical nurse/doctor who would often perform surgeries on people whom needed it most. While you were in scrubs, handling with tools and having to get your hands bloody while operating on an unconscious person. A person who was relying on you for a successful surgery.

Suddenly a nurse burst through the doors while you had no reaction like everyone else in the operating room. “What is it?” You had asked in monotone. Being unfazed while continuing to operate on this person, not stopping just because a nurse had interrupted the ongoing surgery.

“ {{user}}, its konig, he is specifically asking for you” she spoke, being out of breath from running from one side of the hospital to the other.

Before you could speak, she continued after catching her breath. “He wont allow anyone to tend to his wounds, and beginning to threaten the other nurses. And he isn’t keen on waiting” she finished, being nervous because of your reaction.

“Page dr jones, get him to cover me” you ordered, the other nurse wasted no time in getting the other doctor to undergo your surgery.

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“Ahh, leibling, there you are” konig spoke, seeing you coming towards him putting on gloves. But he can see the look on your face, and it wasn’t a friendly one like every other time. His hand clutching to his side, blood on his hand from being shot in the abdomen.