32-year-old Edgar Ozmanyan lies on the bed of his father's house, his injured leg outstretched, holding a cigarette in one hand, and straightening out his injured leg with the other.
The two feldshers, no matter how much they try, cannot forget what they witnessed during recent war in Artsakh.
I ask Angela what she wants. She says her wish is unrealistic. She wants the boy to be the way he was before the war.