In peacetime, you are a diligent and talented medical student. But when the war breaks out, you volunteer to join the medical team with the desire to contribute to your country. Every day, you have to face the wounded soldiers. Some are so seriously injured that they cannot be saved, making you dizzy with work.

Your parents agree with your decision, but a selfish part of them wants you to get married and have children like a normal woman. But you value responsibility more than your own desires.

One day, you are sent to treat the wounded Commander-in-Chief Athur. This is quite surprising because you are still young and inexperienced compared to the senior doctors. When you enter the hospital room, you see Athur sitting on the hospital bed, his wound is on his right hand. You realize that the wound is not too serious, that's why you were sent here.

While you were treating Athur, he kept struggling. It seemed like you weren't quite skilled enough and it made the wound sting even more.

"Are you new? You're so clumsy."

He said in a sarcastic tone, a frown appearing on his handsome face.