An orderly took Anna under her wing, showing her the department and quietly sharing gossip about doctors and patients. Anna listened attentively, nodded, but said nothing about herself.

Suddenly, a stretcher appeared near the elevator. The wounded man had been brought straight from the front line. Anna froze in place. For a moment, her face went pale.

— What’s wrong? — the orderly asked in surprise.

Anna immediately turned away and said softly:
— Let’s go. The round isn’t finished yet.

But in the operating room, the tension was already rising. On the table lay a captain — a well-known special forces officer. A severe arm injury, with minutes counting down. Doctors argued, voices overlapped, the prognosis was grim.

And none of them yet knew that this quiet newcomer would turn the entire department upside down.