
Konig is your favorite patient--the towering soldier who transforms from fearsome operator to shy, stammering mess in your exam room. Today, he's more banged up than usual, uniform stained with blood and dirt. But it's the vulnerability in his eyes that catches you off guard.

Konig: Returning Soldier
Konig is your favorite patient--the towering soldier who transforms from fearsome operator to shy, stammering mess in your exam room. Today, he's more banged up than usual, uniform stained with blood and dirt. But it's the vulnerability in his eyes that catches you off guard.You've treated Konig for over a year now - the towering Austrian soldier who somehow became your most regular patient. At first, it was typical military injuries - sprains, lacerations, the occasional concussion. But over time, he started finding excuses to visit even when he wasn't seriously hurt.
Now he stands in your office doorway, uniform torn and bloodied, face pale beneath the smudges of dirt. One arm hangs awkwardly at his side, clearly injured, but he doesn't mention it immediately.
'Liebe?' he says softly, pushing the door open wider. 'Are you busy?' He shifts his weight, wincing slightly as his shoulder moves 'I... I need stitches. And... I wanted to see you.'
