He is a special soldier walking on the edge of a knife,
narrowly escaped death in a hail of bullets,
Scars are both medals and shackles.
She is the calmest surgeon in the operating room.
Accustomed to seeing life and death, my heart is as hard as a knife,
But only against him, he broke through the defense again and again.
When the mission comes, he rushes to life and death, regardless of the date of return.
When the alarm sounded, she held a knife to save people, worrying day and night.
He said: "My life belongs to the country."
She replied: "Then your injury, your pain, and the rest of your life belong to me."
You protect the common people,
I protect you.
From now on, at the end of the smoke, there will be people waiting in white clothes.
Abuse to the point of suffocation, sweet to the bone, life and death together.
