Ryker clenched the doctor's wrist with a grip that betrayed his desperation. He knew getting to a hospital was out of the question in these conditions. Even the camp's rescue team wouldn't fare much better. He slowly released the doctor. In a low, gravelly voice, he said, "Go ahead. Do it."

The doctor pulled out her surgical tools and set to work on lan's wound.

"Hemostat!"

"Forceps."

"Sutures."

"Gauze."

Ryker stood by, effectively her assistant.

The doctor seemed barely in her twenties, yet her surgical technique was smooth and professional, which took Ryker somewhat by surprise.

An hour later, the bullet was removed from lan, and the wound stitched up. Only then did the doctor straighten up, wiping the beads of sweat from her forehead. She said, "He needs complete rest for at least three days. He's got organ damage; no food allowed for now."

murmured an acknowledgment, then added a

offered a slight smile. "Thanks for what? It's my job. Besides, he got hurt saving those kids. We're on the same side here, fighting for the same

he handed her a bottle of water, asking, "How

much been like this every

yourself choose to be a Doctors Without Borders

faintly. "Healing the sick and injured is my calling. It's the

long drink, the untouched sweat still glistening on

For a seemingly delicate young woman, she had a backbone of steel. She was alone in this place, a frontier doctor, facing the constant threat of death. You had to be indifferent to your own mortality

much of anyone, felt something stir within him. In his deep voice,

"Yolanda."

them. They sat vigil

dawn, the rescue team's vehicle arrived. Ian was loaded onto the stretcher. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and

the vehicle, he turned to look

Meanwhile...

post-surgery, Casey awoke. Clara's tightly wound nerves finally

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