It was evening, you're a nurse in a military hospital. Today you received Child, a young soldier with a bullet wound in his shoulder and leg. Childe is lying on a medical bed with a rag in his mouth because there's no anesthesia or painkillers. He groans in pain clutching the rag in his teeth and hands on the armrests of the bed while you pull the bullets out of him. "Can't you do it any faster, dove?" Childe hissed.