"Wow, it's rare to see a swollen body like this. The face looks like a pig's head."
"Was this an attack by bees from the Magic Forest?"
"It doesn't look like an allergic reaction. There's no obvious damage to his body, just his leg bones are broken.
Logically speaking, a broken leg bone would only cause local swelling, so how could the whole body be like this?"
"Ask the head nurse. I have never seen a patient with this symptom."
"Head nurse, head nurse, the patient has no obvious external injuries on the surface of his body, but has a lot of edema. Which area should he be assigned to?"
As medical students, this is where they put their learning into practice.
The patients in front of them left these newcomers at a loss as to what to do, so they could only ask the more experienced head nurse for advice.
The head nurse who was measuring the blood pressure of a slightly injured patient did not look up, but concentrated on adjusting the tightness of the blood pressure monitor for the contestant in front of her, and asked,
"How's your heart rate?"
"Testing now, oh my god, his heart rate is now 90 beats per minute, no, no, no, I have never seen anything like this, his heart rate is still increasing!
One hundred jumps, one hundred and eighty jumps? !
How is this possible? !”①
A young medical intern noticed the abnormal heart rate and his exclamation caught the attention of the head nurse.
"One hundred and eighty beats?! This is a sign of tachycardia. Prepare to bleed and lower your blood pressure!
Get me a surgical table now! Immediately!"
The head nurse immediately dropped the work at hand and came to the side of the panicked intern.
"You just said 180 jumps?"
The head nurse turned to look at the panicked young man and asked with a frown.
“Yes, you see.
This is a printout of the heart rate chart.”
The head nurse glanced at the electrocardiogram next to her that was used to monitor heart rate, and she felt incredibly nervous.
When she heard the heart rate was 180, she rushed over, but now the patient's heart rate had reached 270.
Logically speaking, the heart is simply unable to reach such a heart rate. Before reaching this heart rate, the heart muscles will have already failed, and the blood vessels near the heart will rupture because they cannot withstand such high blood pressure output.
The patient in front of him, whose upper body was stripped naked upon entering the medical area, fell into a coma but had no obvious symptoms of internal bleeding.
"Head nurse? Head nurse? The No. 4 bloodletting knife you requested is here. Do you want to be the surgeon?"
The young nurse who had heard the preparation for bloodletting earlier put the bloodletting knife into the hands of the head nurse, but the head nurse hesitated.
The other medical staff standing nearby looked at the head nurse with expectant eyes. They rarely had the opportunity to see the head nurse's professional techniques, so this was an opportunity to learn on the spot.
But the head nurse was hesitant to operate. Her many years of experience as a medical staff reminded her that the patient in front of her was not simple. It could even be said that his condition was extremely complicated.
Why is it complicated
The swelling in the patient's body is not edema caused by allergies, but the result of a large amount of blood supply due to increased heart rate.
Regardless of whether the spine produces enough blood for the heart to circulate, it is now known that the patient is a time bomb.
The tissues in his body were under tremendous pressure, and all the fluids were trapped in his surface tissues, under his blood vessels and skin.
If the operation was done in the wrong place, all the pressure would be released from his body at once.
Suppose the patient in front of you is a balloon, his body fluids are the air in the balloon, and his heart is the air pump connected to the end of the balloon.
The air pump is operating at overload at this time, and a large amount of gas is being pumped into the balloon. This is the patient's current condition.
A balloon is inflated to the extreme. What will happen if you use a needle to poke a small hole in the surface of the balloon
Two situations will occur:
First, the gas leaks out of the small hole, and the balloon shrinks in size, and then you can proceed with the maintenance of the air pump;
Two, bang!
The head nurse was faced with such a dilemma. She was not sure enough to make the cut, just like she didn't know where to put a needle in the balloon.
"May the Holy Light bless us."
The head nurse whispered to herself, with an extremely serious expression on her face, staring intently at the patient's gradually swelling body, and then clenched the No. 4 bloodletting knife in her hand with her steady hand.
The blade of her knife touched the surface of the patient's skin, but it did not cut any deeper.
It's not that she doesn't dare, but that she can't.
The patient's heart had stopped and there was no fluctuation on the electrocardiogram.
At the moment the head nurse hesitated, the patient had already passed away.
The head nurse was in a trance and began to doubt herself. Did she do something wrong by not performing the operation
But she didn't give herself time to think further, as the interns' exclamations brought her attention back to reality.
“Ahhh!!!”
The patient in front of him, the patient who had already died, sat up straight.
However, the bloodletting knife in his hand was stuck between his swollen belly and thigh, and could not be pulled out.
That extremely painful face suddenly appeared in front of the head nurse.
The head nurse let go of the bloodletting knife in panic and then took two steps back.
The patient, who sat upright with his legs stretched out, had a stiff smile on his face.
"I send you Hastauruk's blessing!"
After saying this, his entire body turned scarlet, a sickly scarlet.
The red was as weird and absurd as cherry syrup.
This puzzling sentence became the patient's last words, but it did not seem like something he would say.
Professor Robert, who was treating the patient's injuries not far away, reacted immediately and shouted,
"Leave him! Leave him!!!"
Seal off the entire First Diagnosis Room area now!!!
All those who have had contact with the patient!!! Go for comprehensive disinfection immediately!!! And go to the third ward for self-isolation!!!
This is an order!!!"
Professor Robert's words were like a whistle, alerting all the bewildered medical staff, but some injured players had no idea what was going on.
"What's going on? Aren't we receiving treatment? The wound on my foot is still open. Aren't they going to sew it up for me?"
"Who knows, brother, just bear with it. The wound on your foot is better than the one on my stomach. Oh my god, my intestines are so fat. I'm going to die. I'm a little hungry."
"Everyone!!! Shut up!!!"
While everyone was discussing, Jack, who was the school doctor, shouted loudly,
"Those who have come into contact with this patient, please line up on my left!
If you haven’t come into contact with it, please line up on my right!
I'll give you three seconds, you unruly people, to wait for me to put cyanide in your food?!"
The students and faculty who had heard the rumors about Jack began to take action. Apparently, Jack's threats had some effect.
Professor Robert, who immediately put on full protective gear, pulled up all the curtains around the patient, while Jack continued to give orders,
“Professor Robert will disinfect you in batches, and I will also distribute some preventive medicines to you. This is an order!!!
Anyone who dares to disobey orders or hide information will bear the consequences at their own risk!!!"
"Bang!"
"No, Jack, I think I need to be quarantined too."
Professor Robert smiled bitterly, and the curtain behind him turned red. It must be that the pressure in the patient's body finally reached a bottleneck, and then exploded when no breakthrough was found.
What's worse is that the bloodletting knife that had been released by the head nurse was now stuck behind Professor Robert.
The blade only scratched the protective clothing and some skin, not very deeply, but Professor Robert understood the danger of these five words "Hastaluk" better than anyone else.
"My friend, this is not good news."
Jack frowned. Professor Robert is one of the core figures in the medical team.
"Who says it's not?"
Professor Robert smiled wryly, then raised his hand.
"Those who have had contact with the patient, please follow me."
Afterwards, Professor Robert led a small team of people into the emptied third ward, which was originally prepared for the ring match.
Professor Robert was the last one to go in, and then he locked the door tightly.
He stood in front of the glass in front of the door, looking at Jack, his mouth slightly open, and then he bit his lip hard.
"Burn us if necessary, even if we are still alive.
Do you understand? "
Jack waved his hand impatiently, agreeing to Professor Robert's request.
Everyone in the third ward didn't understand their own situation at this time, but when they heard what Professor Robert said, they immediately wanted to break out of the ward.
Professor Robert raised his hands and shouted,
"I know you have a lot of questions, and I have a lot too, but this is something I can't help. Please listen to me patiently before making a decision."
"Why should I listen to you? Should I stay here and then be burned to death?"
"Yes! I'm still young and not married yet!"
"Mom! I miss you..."
"Shhhhhh!!! Listen to me, we are the ones who have come into contact with the patient. That patient did not suffer internal injuries, but was affected by Hastauruk, the god of plague. He is a time bomb, a living time bomb.
And unfortunately, we are the ones who have been exposed to this bomb, do you understand?"
In a hurry, Professor Robert could only give this explanation.
"But hasn't he exploded? What does it have to do with us?"
"... Robert, may I ask if there are any students studying occult knowledge here?"
"I am."
A short girl raised her hand. She was a volunteer who came to help.
Professor Robert nodded towards the girl.
"Classmate, do you know what an Outer God is?"
"Yes, I have heard of Hastauruk's name."
"Very good, then can you explain our current situation to the other students
I also need to prepare some disinfection supplies for you."
Professor Robert handed the responsibility of explaining to the girl, and then turned around to prepare disinfection supplies.
The head nurse saw the small tear on the back of Professor Robert's protective clothing. She held Professor Robert's shoulder and said,
"I haven't had direct contact with him, and I'm also at risk of infection, but you..."
“I know, I know better than anyone.
Fortunately, my heart rate and blood pressure are still normal, otherwise, I would not come here for quarantine, but would jump into the crematorium and end my life immediately. "
Professor Robert said this in a low voice, and humorously made a big joke about his own life.
“Someone has to do the disinfection, so why not let me do it.
That knife was my mistake."
The head nurse whispered,
"Besides, if you analyze it rationally, if the probability of you being infected is higher than mine, then the disinfectant you took out is also contaminated."
"Then I'll trouble you."
"Well, sit down and have a good rest first."
"OK."
The head nurse comforted Professor Robert in this way, but her strength was only in front of others. When she turned around to prepare disinfectants, her tears never stopped.
Although he promised to take a rest, Professor Robert came to the door and said to Jack outside,
“How bad is it out there?”
“We are not accepting any patients coming in, and we have also informed the old man.
I just pulled up a list of supplies, enough to last us two or three days.
"Carrot head, what do you think we should do with the exploded body?"
"If it were any other real world, this would be more difficult to handle, but this is Miskatonic, there is always a way to deal with it."
"I see."
After saying that, Jack mobilized all the people who could use magic.
Whether it is basic water creation, lighting, or fireball, every staff member will come in handy.
The water-making technique is used to clean the ground, the lighting technique is used to replace the currently scarce kerosene, and the fireball technique is used to burn some clothes that may be contaminated.
——
Arthur's sinister smile seemed to have everything under control, and he didn't even take Merlin seriously.
After seeing Joet Brown shouting "Not good", Merlin fell silent and focused his attention outside the arena.
He sent out a void messenger, who had been hiding in the void where no one could see him, observing the player whom he had sent out of the arena with his own hands.
Everything that happened to the contestant was relayed to Merlin's mind by the Void Messenger in its original form.
Originally, Merlin thought it was just a small conspiracy organized by Arthur, so he didn't take it too seriously. It was not until he heard the five words "Hastaluk" that he secretly sighed that it was too late.
Merlin was originally confident that with so many outstanding medical staff, there wouldn't be any major problems.
Unexpectedly, Arthur was one step ahead and even involved the Outer God Hastauruk.
"The game is suspended, everyone please take a break."
Merlin hurriedly said something and threw the contestants into this semicircular white space.
He was anxious to deal with medical matters because it was a catastrophe that concerned the survival of mankind.
These players can only hope for the best at this point.
I just hope things don't get out of control.
"It's up to you, Joe Butran."
Merlin glanced at Jobtran and then disappeared.