《The Writer's Illustrator is Stuck in Cookie Cult (LN)》1.19. NTBM
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The scream arose from a guy bound to a stretcher. Everyone turned to look. The paramedics, nurses, officers and doctors were rushing him to the ICU.
“Damn.”
“Oh god..”
“There’s no way this is a zombie outbreak right?”
“Let’s hope no one got infected.”
“UWAGGAH!! GAH!!”
His scream continued to echo.
An odd ambience pervaded into the surroundings. Whispers became apparent. This will surely blow up on SNS, I’m sure some managed to film it.
All of a sudden, someone in the que raised his hand.
“I’m sorry but I feel the urge to drink blood right now. W-What should I do.”
Those seated in the surrounding area backed off immediately. My father grabbed my mother and pulled away.
A guy in the center of the rows of seats, everyone avoiding him. You could see the sweat running down his cheeks. His body was pale, trembling all over.
Everyone held their breath.
“This way sir,” until a nurse called out to him.
As Shin, I can’t particularly get used to the fact that people in this world have different hair colours. The nurse that called out to the possible NtBM victim had short green hair.
“I’m sorry..”
“We’ll take your test right away. If the result comes out as positive, we’ll unfortunately have to quarantine you.”
“Is there.. no way to cure this..”
Their conversation was louder in this pin silent room.
“The only treatment method for it is blood transfusion,” the nurse calmly opened up the kit and helped the man.
It involved pricking the fingertips and smearing the blood on a small little device.
BEEP. BEEP.
It was positive. And it didn’t even take 10 seconds for the result to show. His nanomachine concentration in the blood is quite high. He could lose himself anytime now.
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A familiar chill ran spread along my arm.
“AHHHH!!! WHAT THE HELL STOP!!”
“AHH!!”
I broke away from my mother and father.
“Avner?!”
“Where are you going!”
Opposite to the guy who was being treated by the nurse, in front of the emergency exit, a young lady piled herself on top of a guy whose glasses were knocked off from his face. She had already bitten into his neck.
Lia and aether who stood just beyond faltered and retreated backwards.
Why am I even here?
My body reacted on its own.
How did I even know I should react?
The vampire bit into his shoulder, blood came out.
I rushed over and tore the girl off.
“W-Wha.. I-I need blood. Help me..”
She tried to bite me, I gave her a hard clout to the back of her neck, her body convulsed and she dropped to the ground. I backed off.
“Shit..”
Why did I get myself involved with this..
I looked at the guy and saw him pale at the sight of his wound healing at a visible rate. It’s too late now, he’s infected.
“HEEELLPP!!!”
The girl on the ground screamed, trying to grab my leg, I dodged with light movements.
I dropped. Using my knee, I pressed down against her back, with my hands, locked her arms together behind her. She thrashed.
My body is too weak.
At this rate I’ll be shaken off.
“Hold her down!!”
My father rushed in and pressed her legs. Seeing that, other people also came to help.
The officers arrived and took over. The vampire was moved to the isolation unit.
The chaos ended.
“What were you thinking?!”
My father yelled at me.
“I was trying to save Lia and aether.”
“You..”
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A crisp slap sound rang, I touched my cheeks. In front of me, my mother who had given me a good wake up call.
Why exactly did I react? What did I react to? A familiar chill?
{Karma: -1}
Great job me.
“Are you hurt?”
The green haired nurse who was treating the guy earlier came to me.
“No, I’m good.”
“Any wounds anywhere? Were you bitten?”
“I didn’t come into contact with her saliva.”
“That’s glad to know. You shouldn't have done that. You were putting yourself at risk, what if you were bitten, what would your parents think?”
She glanced at mom and father, the two nodded.
“I’m sorry.”
“Hm.. no one else here was hurt right?”
Everyone shook their heads. Except for the guy.
“Miss Nyill.”
I referred to hirs name tag.
“He got bitten.”
“Who?”
“It was me..”
The victim spoke up. His clothes were bloodied, he couldn't run even if he wanted to.
“W-what should I do now?”
“I see.. don’t panic. You were just bitten right? There might be a way to prevent its effects from reaching if we act fast. We need to seek a doctor first.”
The nurses calmed the patient and got him up on his feet.
Xe was about to walk away–
“Tell the doctor, when he begins to feel the urge to drink blood, feed him 50 ml of blood. Don’t give it through IV.”
“Excuse me, did you say something?” the nurse turned to me.
“Don’t give the blood through IV. Tell him to drink it.”
“Huh?”
“Just trust me.”
{Karma: +6}
She narrowed her eyes and nodded.
When they left, my ear was grabbed and twisted. It hurt.
And then I was hugged.
“Don’t you ever do that again. Do you know how scared I was?” my mom held me tightly.
The crowd began clapping.
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