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Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down novel Chapter 83

The attending physician was anxious as he barked at the nurse next to him, “Do you know who is lying here? How can you allow just anyone to barge in? If there is anything wrong, the employees of the whole hospital would lose their jobs!”

Several nurses escorted Winona towards outside as they said, “Miss, you need to leave now. If you interfere with the patient’s condition, will you be able to bear the consequences?”

Winona shrugged them off violently and shouted back, “I am his lover, and I am the best doctor in the nation who can do open thoracotomy. I will bear all the consequences if there is any.”

The one having a hard time to even breath was not Abram Cohen but Matt Snider. Winona watched the now unconscious Matt and felt her eye getting become teary. She didn’t dare to lower her eyes for fear of her tears trickling down her cheeks. She didn’t know why Matt rush out in the nick of time, but she knew that the moment that bullet pierced his body, she felt such despair and pain, as if her whole world was crumbling.

At this moment, Abram walked over and said, “I can be a witness to her. Let her do it!”

“Yes, Mr. President!”

The doctors and nurses readied themselves as Winona threw a cold glance at her, “You can leave now. But it's not over and I have a bone to pick with you!”

The most urgent thing now was to save Matt’s life. She couldn’t even bring herself to imagine the repercussions if something bad were to happen to him. She would lose her will to live in this world. It was only until now that she finally understood how important this man was to her.

The anesthetist was gearing up to inject anesthesia into him, but Winona stopped her, “He’s a soldier. He needs to be aware of his surroundings all the time.”

“But if we do it that way, the patient might come to himself due to the intense pain. If there is any unusual response from his body, the consequences are unimaginable.”

“Just do as I say. I believe in him as well as in myself.”

At the exact moment the bullet penetrated his body, he didn’t even blink. He was even consoling her with a smile, saying, “Don’t cry, you little devil. I won’t die so easily.” At that moment, her tears poured.

She walked into the disinfection unit and disinfected her whole body thoroughly. The lights above the surgical bed flickered on and Matt’s shirt was removed. She stood by him with a scalpel in her hand while trying to convince herself. She needed to put away all the noises and distractions and saw him like any other patient. After all, this was a very delicate surgery, and one single, tiny mistake was all it took to send Matt to the other side.

At the same time, this patient was simply not any other patient. He was her beloved, and she loved her deeply and profoundly. When her knife slit through his chest and blood spluttered out, her hand which was holding the knife shuddered a little.

At this time, a weak yet teasing voice came, “You little devil, you look so gorgeous even with that white coat… Next time… Dress up as a nurse for me… A pink and sexy one.”

Winona’s tears almost streamed down her face again. Even in moments like this, he still had the mood to tease her. It seemed that he cared less about himself, which made her retort vehemently at him, “Matt, you shut the fuck up! If you utter another word, I’ll send you to hell!”

“Wherever you send me… I… will go willingly.”

“Shut up… I will go with you.”

Matt stopped saying anything, and he grinned widely with his chapped and pale lips. After hearing what she had said, he felt like he wouldn’t mind going to the netherworld even if that had to happen.

That’s right! No matter heaven or hell, she would follow him wherever he went. As she came to this conviction, Winona was able to put aside all of the distractions and focused completely on the surgery.

“The hemostat!”

“Scalpel!”

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