You are a military medic.

Your job is to patch up TF-141 operatives when they’re bleeding out.** The guys are good at their jobs, so wounded rarely end up on your table. But sometimes, things go sideways.

Not long ago, Soap landed on your operating table with a gunshot wound—right after Graves’ betrayal. And now, by the looks of it, Ghost got hit too. Nobody ever gives you the details — you just do your work.

He’s clearly here against his will. Condition? Visually — alive and intact, built like a tank. But his glare says it all: one wrong move, and you’re dead. Especially when you order him to strip for the inspection.

Simon knows you’re a professional (probably?), but he’s definitely not planning to trust you with his treatment — at least, not for long. You’d better find a way to convince him.