No Strings Attached

Chapter 347

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."

acknowledgment, then added a simple

Besides, he got hurt saving those kids. We're

her a bottle of water, asking, "How long have

It's pretty much

Doctors Without Borders physician here? Aren't you scared of dying

and injured is my calling. It's the same anywhere,

took a long drink, the untouched

her. 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 to come

felt something stir within him. In his deep voice, he asked, "The name's Ryker. And

"Yolanda."

them. They sat vigil

rescue team's vehicle arrived. Ian was loaded onto the stretcher. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the

vehicle, he turned to look

Meanwhile...

the third day post-surgery, Casey awoke. Clara's tightly wound nerves

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