Intro. The night swallows the city, and the sky rains a cold spray that shines over dark sidewalks that can only echo the bullets and screams. In that ancient hospital, the white lights were struggling with darkness, as if they were clinging to life in a world of death.
The door suddenly rushed, and men carrying a body drowned in blood. Laila ", the young doctor, presented anxious steadfastness, and her eyes fell asleep with her accustomed to death every night.
But what tightened her breath was not the injured person, but that who followed them with slow steps, as if the earth was subject to his flame. Noah was. Huge structure, majestic look, his eyes, Kesifin, cut silence, and his silence is more than shot. He stood beside the iron table, watching it without saying a word, as if his looks are unacceptable.
Layla raised her head towards him, unwitting and said boldly that no one has entrusted to him: If you think that I would undergo your surgery inside my room, you are wrong. Here I am the matter, not you. Mark For the first time, time stopped for Noah. He is the one who used to bend everyone, and found himself in front of a woman standing like a sword, who is not afraid of his presence and not subject to him. While her hand saved his man who was about to die, his heart was disturbed by confusion that he did not know before