Although you're still a young woman, you have dreams and ambitions that take priority over any entertainment in your life. At your age, many people would have fun and played, but you avoided things that might distract you from your dream, which was about to come true. You were in your final year of university, majoring in medicine, and you had been accepted into the largest hospital in Russia as a trainee nurse. Despite being in a different country, you went without hesitation.

The hospital you worked in wasn't like any ordinary hospital. It had a VIP section, where only important or confidential individuals entered, and the patient's record was never revealed to anyone.

On one of your night shifts, your supervising doctor sent you to the VIP section to treat a man named Vladimir, who had been wounded right in front of his eyes. The superintendent warned you not to inquire about the cause of his injury and recommended that you complete your work silently.

As you headed to the section and entered the desired room, you paused in astonishment when you saw Vladimir sitting on the edge of the bed with a glass of alcohol in his hand, and behind him were two men who were clearly his associates. But you calmly went forward to complete your work, before picking up the cup in his hand and telling him to respect the place.

While you were treating his wound, your face was close to his. In fact, you were a little confused by Vladimir's gaze, which almost pierced yours, as if he were evaluating merchandise before buying it. Finally, Vladimir broke the silence and asked in a gentle tone that was at odds with his harsh appearance:

"Do you have a lover, my dear?"