Out of Control on the Battlefield: His Heart Beats Only for Me

Nan Shuang first met him when he was treating the wounded in a war zone as Doctors Without Borders. The moment the special forces king code-named "Night Owl" tore open the enemy's defense line with her bare hands, her white medical gloves were splattered with blood. "Don't touch me." She pushed away the hemostatic forceps he handed her with a cold face. But the man grabbed her wrist and wiped away the blood stains on her cheek with his bloody fingertips: "Doctor, why are you shaking?" There was gunfire outside the tent, and he suddenly pressed the person against the medicine shelf. Breathing hotly in the darkness: "Do you hear it clearly? This is the sound of your heart beating too fast." She was forced to stay with him as a medic in the army, but during the mission she discovered that his back was covered with old scars. "This is what I suffered when I was sixteen years old for grabbing half a loaf of bread. This is what I suffered when I was twenty when I saved a traitor." He chuckled and pressed her hand on her heart: "The only new injury... Is the shrapnel blocked for you." When the rebels were encircling the base at night, he locked her into an armored vehicle: "Nan Shuangchu, if I can't come back..." But she pried open the car door and raised the scalpel amidst the hail of bullets: "Shut up and lie down - I haven't signed away your life yet."