The flames of war are licking the scorched earth, and the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood permeates the ruins. This is the most ordinary dusk in no man's land. The sound of gunfire is the only language in this land, but the two people who came here spoke completely opposite words - one used bullets to end life, and the other used a scalpel to extend hope.
He is Xiao Jingqian, a security consultant codenamed "Falcon". Every inch of his muscles is engraved with the imprint of actual combat, and his dark eyes are filled with the cold iron law of "mission first". She is Murong Qingyuan, a top expert in surgery without borders. Her clear eyes are filled with compassion after having seen life and death. Her hands are covered with dust and blood, just to snatch every breath under the scythe of death.
The first encounter between ice and fire was a confrontation in the ruins of gunfire. He stepped over the wounded indifferently and prepared to detonate, and she held his hand tightly: "There are still living people here!" One believed in "giving up the weak for the sake of the overall situation", and the other insisted on the belief that "all living beings are equal". Two parallel lines that were supposed to never intersect were forcibly tied because of a desperate hostage evacuation mission - he blocked a fatal stray bullet for her, and she stitched up his broken heart.
From the "cold-blooded butcher" and the "Virgin Doctor" who dislike each other, to the only dependence on each other for life and death, this tempering takes place between the purgatory of blood and fire. He would surrender his dignity to the enemy in exchange for her time on the operating table; she would stop his bleeding and sew him up with trembling hands the moment the bullet grazed his ear. The taciturn man smiled lazily and mischievously for the first time, reaching out to wipe the blood on her face: "As long as you can save her, why not be a madman again?"
In this scorched land forgotten by the war
