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097. Ribbon Round A Bomb...

作者: sammie
last update 最終更新日: 2025-06-30 20:24:10

The hospital was finally quiet. The usual noise: rushed voices, ringing phones, and footsteps, had faded into a soft hum of machines and the occasional shuffle of the night shift.

Nurses moved quietly, trading updates with tired eyes and coffee-stained hands. Somewhere down the hall, a monitor beeped steadily.

In the midst of these, Ava Reed walked down the hallway from the OR. Her scrubs, which used to be a bright teal, were now stained with dried blood and sweat.

The collar clung uncomfortably to her neck. After leading three different surgeries for fourteen hours straight, her chest felt tight from stress, and her back ached. The bright lights above made her eyes sting.

She just wanted five minutes.

Five minutes of silence, maybe cold water and silence.

Her heels padded softly as she pushed open the door to her office. The air inside was cool. A dim lamp hummed on the corner of her desk, casting a pale arc of light over stacks of surgical notes and a half-eaten granola bar.

Then
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