Leaving the operating room, he tiredly removed the mask from his face and walked to his room, where she washed her hands before getting up from the couch.
Having had two back-to-back operations today left him mentally and physically exhausted. She closed her eyes and leaned on the sofa.
After sitting in this position for a while, his nerves suddenly woke up with the sound of “Dhap” and he began to look out the window.
An uncontrollable scream rose from his throat.
Do not play the doctor, or your voice will die in your throat. Before his voice was noisy, wearing a black trouser shirt, hiding his face with a black mask, the man with the pistol in his hand turned to him and said in a ruthless tone. He immediately placed both his hands on his lips, choking the voice.
During his silence, the person in front of him focused his reddened eyes on him who wore a simple skin colored long shirt and pajama with a matching dupatta around his neck and white overalls. Her fair face was complimented by the waves in her black hair that was loosely tied in a bun, which had wicked braids coming out and made a very good impression.
The deep but red eyes scrutinize her carefully, passing through her hair and entwined with wide eyes on her fair face. When the red gaze met the over-extended dark gaze, a cold wave ran through his entire being, but before she could react, he picked up the first aid box from the table on the right and began moving towards her, her fear and uncertainty doubling in size.
After seeing the blood staining the floor of his room, this person, whose lips were tied under his hands, let out a muffled scream, and stared at him in a cold stare. As he moved toward her, her eyes widened with fear as he picked up the first aid box from the table on the right side.
Blood smeared the floor of this person’s room, so after seeing the blood, he screamed, his lips tied under his hands, then stared at him coldly.
He motioned for her to move forward, saying in a horrified manner that her legs trembled. If the bullet made any sound, I would send it here and blow it up.
