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PROLOGUE
I -hello, I think I can help you, should I call a doctor, please show me your wound
She said in a soft tone making him look at her, forgetting all his pains, he lost himself in the beautiful woman who had knelt in front of him, a man who she knew nothing about and still was more worried for his wound than her safety. He smiled a little in between his pain and settling himself against the wall, held her hand trying to say something.
She couldn't understand what he was trying to tell her so she moved a little closer to him and he softly whispered in her ears
"don't call the doctor, just get a candle and a knife"
I -but how can..
R -shh do as I say
He said moaning in pain making her just nod her head. She tried to take him inside but he was too heavy for her and so he asked her to leave him there only and just get the candle and knife. Nodding her head like a robot, she ran inside and quickly grabbed everything.
Rushing out hurriedly, praying to her murugan for the safety of the stranger lying out, she reached him only to see him losing his senses. She shook him gently waking him up, with her little knowledge knowing him losing conscious won't be good while he just asked her to heat the knife properly.
She did as told and he asked her to poke it in his skin and take the bullet out.
I -are you out of your mind? I can't do it
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