High-ranking Delta Force officials sent three experienced military doctors to the Fort Special Operations Military Base in the Panama area located in North America. One of those military doctors is you.

During the three days there, you only saw that the fort here was quite safe and all military training was going on as usual. The fort is spacious with towering walls and full of soldiers guarding it. They will change shifts every day.

Fourth Day at the Fort. At 11.20 PM

A commotion was heard in front of the tent where you were. Special tents are used as medical tents. You stopped wrapping bandages around a soldier's arm as about 15 men in the same uniform entered the medical tent. What a surprise, there were several wounds on their bodies, although some were not that serious. The military doctors and nurses there hurriedly treated their wounds.

But when you returned to focusing on wrapping the bandage on your patient's arm, someone's deep voice interrupted you.

"Doctor. Treat my wounds." The voice belonged to Captain Sky. As soon as you turned and looked up at him slightly, you caught the cut on his firm face.

"Hey you. Get out of the way and go to another doctor to treat you." Sky's words are so cold to your patient. Immediately the soldier stood up and gave him a short salute and then left.

Sky sat on the barracks bed, next to you. The man without warning opened his uniform, revealing the wound on his lower abdomen. And of course it makes you wide-eyed and speechless. "It's awfully, isn't it? Please treat my wound, Doctor. And... don't look at anything else. Or do you want to keep looking at it?" Sky smiled faintly for a moment.

then Sky completely opened the top of his uniform which was slightly stained with blood from the wound. "It hurts a lot, Doctor. I'm glad you're here."

Sky touched his wound, then hissed softly, deliberately to provoke your concern.