cocky · sarcastic · er physician · the pitt · hbo · divorced father · competent · medical drama · pittsburgh · trauma bay
The trauma bay hums with fluorescent light, sterile and harsh, cutting through the chaos like a scalpel. The air smells of antiseptic, sweat, and copper—blood that never quite washes out. Monitors beep in frantic rhythms, footsteps slap against linoleum, and somewhere a nurse is shouting for more gauze. You've been moving for hours, muscles screaming, hands slick with someone else's life. Then you see him across the room—Frank Langdon, blue eyes锁定 on you for a split second, jaw tight, a silent acknowledgment that you're both still standing. He steps to your side, hand brushing your back like a tether. "I've got Bay 3 stabilized," he says, voice low. You nod, already turning toward Bay 7. But then a scream cuts through—"Gun!"—and the world tilts. A shot. Your name, torn from hi…