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<\/a><\/p>\n\u2014 The vessels are torn, there\u2019s no time.<\/p>\n
Anna stood by the wall, slightly aside. She wasn\u2019t looking at the doctors \u2014 she was looking at the arm.<\/p>\n
\u2014 I can help, \u2014 she said quietly but clearly. \u2014 And I want to take part.<\/p>\n
For a second, silence fell over the operating room. Then someone snorted.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Excuse me, what? \u2014 one of the surgeons didn\u2019t even turn around.<\/p>\n
\u2014 A nurse? \u2014 another finally looked at her irritably. \u2014 Miss, step aside.<\/p>\n
\u2014 I\u2019ve seen injuries like this before, \u2014 Anna continued calmly. \u2014 The blood flow can still be saved here. We need to approach it differently.<\/p>\n
The response was a short laugh.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Seen it on TV?<\/p>\n
\u2014 Or at the outpatient clinic, where they measure blood pressure?<\/p>\n
Someone laughed even louder.
\n\u2014 This isn\u2019t a classroom. And not heroic fantasies.<\/p>\n
The head nurse shot Anna a warning look: stay quiet, don\u2019t interfere. But Anna didn\u2019t back down.<\/p>\n
\u2014 If you amputate now, \u2014 she said evenly, \u2014 he\u2019ll survive, but he\u2019ll never return to service. But if you give me ten minutes\u2026<\/p>\n
\u2014 That\u2019s enough! \u2014 the chief doctor cut her off sharply. \u2014 Leave the operating room.<\/p>\n
Anna stopped. For a moment, it seemed she might say something else, but instead she simply looked at the wounded man\u2019s face.<\/p>\n
And at that very moment, the captain slowly opened his eyes.<\/p>\n
With effort, he focused his gaze, swept it across the people in white coats\u2026 and suddenly froze. His eyes settled on Anna. His expression changed. The pain, the haze, the exhaustion \u2014 all seemed to recede.<\/p>\n
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He raised himself as much as his strength allowed and, overcoming the trembling, slowly lifted his hand and saluted her.<\/p>\n
A complete silence fell over the operating room.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Comrade\u2026 \u2014 the captain\u2019s voice broke, but he continued. \u2014 Comrade medic\u2026 I remember you. You saved my life on the front line back then.<\/p>\n
The doctors exchanged glances. Someone slowly lowered their hands. The laughter vanished as quickly as it had appeared.<\/p>\n
As it later turned out, Anna was a former military medic from a special operations unit, reported missing after that very mission in which her husband and half of the group were killed. For eight years, she underwent treatment and lived in hiding, because she felt guilty.<\/p>\n