Chapter 26 Munchausen Syndrome If he continues like this, he won’t live long…
But Cecilia turned and went into the bathroom, changed her white coat back into a hospital gown, and put her clothes and ID card into the system backpack.
After all, the ID card she had contained someone else's information and could not withstand verification.
"Then I'll go back first."
When passing by Cecia, Wilbert stuffed a few pills into her hand and whispered, "This is a special medicine that can quickly suppress the onset of various diseases."
Cecilia nodded calmly and put the pills away secretly.
As soon as he walked out of the ward door, Wilbert ran into a colleague who was pushing a mobile bed.
"Why are you here? It's your turn on duty today."
The doctor wearing a mask frowned and asked, then waved his hand in annoyance: "Forget it, since you are here, come and help."
The other party pushed the bed into Ward 404 and instructed Wilbert to carry the middle-aged man to the bed near the door.
"Be careful, this guy is in a very bad condition and he is not cooperating at all. He almost hurt me by mistake when he was treating me."
The masked doctor's tone was full of disgust and disdain, and he had no due respect or understanding for the patients.
As if to verify the other party's words, the middle-aged man suddenly struggled, kicked Wilbert away, and continued to punch and kick the air, not letting anyone get close to him.
"See, I told you to be careful."
Seeing this, the masked doctor curled his lips and took two steps back, showing no intention of stepping forward to help.
As a vampire, Wilbert possesses extremely high magical talent, but his physical strength is weak. However, in this copy, magic is completely prohibited.
He couldn't even control the struggling patient with his physical strength alone.
Seeing Wilbert being kicked down by the patients again and again, Cecia sighed, got up from the bed and walked over to help.
"Bed number one, what do you want to do? This is not free time!"
The masked doctor shouted sharply.
But Cecia turned a deaf ear to him. She avoided the middle-aged man's flailing limbs and slashed accurately at the back of his neck with her knife.
"Dizzy, tie it up now."
Her eyes met with the masked doctor with wide eyes, and she said indifferently, then walked back to the bed by the window and lay down quietly.
“…”
The other party looked at the middle-aged man with his eyes closed, then looked at Cecilia who was lying on the bed pretending to be dead, and did not dare to say another word.
“I…I still have things to do.” He stammered to Wilbert, “Remember to give medicine to bed number three. I’m leaving first.”
After saying that, the masked doctor turned around and left, slamming the door shut, looking as if he was fleeing in a hurry.
After dealing with the middle-aged man, Wilbert went to Cecilia's bedside under the pretext of checking the situation.
"Do you smell blood?"
He whispered, so quietly that only the two of them could hear.
"The smell of the blood in bed number three is very unique, similar to the human blood recorded in ancient books. I didn't smell the same smell on other patients..."
"Do you think he could be human?"
He can't find out about this!
There are already few humans, and the demons are not enough. How can they be divided even if the vampires are added?
Cecia became alert instantly. She sat up and pretended to cooperate with Wilbert's examination.
"Humanity has been extinct for hundreds of years, how could it be human?" She explained, "The smell of blood may have changed due to the interference of drugs."
"After all, neither you nor I have seen the drugs here, so don't think too much about it."
Although he still had doubts, he couldn't stay here for too long.
Wilbert could only reluctantly accept this statement, packed up his things and left the ward.
…
At night, the moonlight shines through the glass window and falls on the wall of the ward. As the clouds float, the cracks on the wall appear and disappear, like twisted smiling faces, peeking at the people in the room.
Perhaps because she saw "him" in the daytime, Cecia dreamed of her childhood for the first time in a long time.
The strange magic circle, the extremely strong smell of blood, the fear and pity of the people around, and the two dried and stiff corpses...
The young girl had an indifferent expression, standing beside the corpse, unable to move a step, while the boy next to her smiled at her, the pungent smell almost drowned her -
Click.
The cold liquid dripped onto her face.
Cecia woke up suddenly, opened her eyes, and saw a bloody face at close range.
Half of the face had completely rotted away, the skin and flesh stuck together, barely hanging on the cheek. Blood was dripping on Cecilia's face, and the crumbling piece of flesh was about to touch the tip of her nose.
There was a gurgling sound deep in the other person's throat. The sound was like glass rubbing against sharp nails, harsh and creepy.
"…Are you awake?"
It was unknown how long this face had been staring at her, and there was a hint of joy in that hoarse voice.
"It hurts so much... My head hurts so much..."
The man wailed and scratched his rotten skin with his fingers.
Unlike ordinary people's scratching, he used almost all his strength, and his fingers were completely inserted into the flesh, wishing he could pierce his head.
Not only his cheeks, but his ten fingers were also completely festered, and even had pieces of flesh dug out from his face hanging on them, as if he was not treating his own face like this, but the enemy who killed his father.
The skin and flesh on his face were still barely hanging on, but after all this torment, large chunks of it fell off and landed on Cecilia's pillow.
"Have you taken your medicine?"
She spoke calmly.
As soon as she woke up, she recognized the other person as the middle-aged man in bed number three based on the half intact face.
"I took the medicine... I took it all!"
The man tremblingly took out a medicine bottle from his arms, turned the bottle mouth downwards, and shook it hard, but nothing poured out. The bottle was empty.
"But I'm still in so much pain... Please, save me!"
Isn’t he suffering from mild anxiety? He seemed quite normal before, how could he become like this?
Cecia frowned, took out the special medicine Wilbert gave her, and handed it to the man.
“Eat this.”
"Thank you, thank you, my disease is cured, it is cured!"
The man took the pill gratefully and put it into his mouth without hesitation. But strangely, his symptoms did not improve at all.
"It hurts! Something is gnawing at me inside my brain! My head hurts so much, I can't stand it!"
As he scratched desperately, that half of the face no longer looked like a "human".
As if he still wasn't satisfied, he even started to pull his hair hard, pulling off his bloody scalp as well.
If this goes on, he won't live long.
Cecia forcibly controlled the man's hands and tied his limbs, but he continued to struggle violently, and soon blood was rubbed out where his hands and feet touched the straps.
"I'm sick! They said, I'm sick, please save me, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die!"
The man was shouting crazily, and the noise had already woken up the girl in bed number two, but the corridor was still quiet, as if there was no living person in the hospital except their ward.
They...is the reason why he became like this also related to "them"?
Originally this man looked quite calm and composed, but after being taken away by the doctor for treatment, he seemed to have gone completely crazy.
Will treatment make the condition worse?
Cecia originally wanted to knock the other person out, but changed her action because of the appearance of "them".
"How did those doctors treat you?"
She asked coldly.
"I don't know! I'm sick! I don't know anything!"
The man was shouting out of control, and the injuries on his hands and feet were getting worse. If he was left alone and continued to struggle like this, his hands and feet would be worn to the point where the bones could be seen.
In order to ensure the survival of humans, Cecia could only knock the other party unconscious and apply the [Plant Heart] to him a few times.
Wilbert was on duty tonight and he was supposed to be alone in the lounge.
Cecilia left the ward quietly and came to the doctor's lounge according to the location described by the other party.
Even though he was reluctant to let Wilbert smell the blood again, he was able to get more drugs in this situation.
Besides, maybe he knows what the "treatment" is doing.
…
"What happened again?"
Wilbert was forcibly dragged away by someone, with a look of 100% reluctance on his face.
"You can't leave the lounge while on duty. If you're discovered—"
"Just shut up and follow."
Cecia interrupted him, thinking that this guy walked more slowly than he talked. She wanted to carry him like she carried Chen Ye.
"Look at bed number three. He suddenly went crazy in the middle of the night, and even the special medicine didn't work."
After dragging the man to Ward 404, Cecilia briefly described the symptoms the middle-aged man had just experienced.
"He became like this after undergoing treatment. Have you seen the treatment process?"
"No." Wilbert said truthfully, "In this world, I am a new doctor and I am not allowed to participate in treatment at the moment."
"But the fourth floor is my jurisdiction, and the treatment record for bed number three is with me."
As he spoke, he took out a stack of papers from his arms, flipped through them for a long time, and handed one to Cecia.
【Bed No. 3 in Ward 404】
Name: Record
Gender: Male
Symptom: Munchausen syndrome
Symptoms: The person desires attention from others and is willing to create physical discomfort or falsely claim to be ill in order to gain sympathy and care from others.
Treatment options:
Treatment record: During the treatment, the patient showed obvious self-harm behavior, trying to get attention by inflicting wounds. When the medical staff tried to stop his behavior, the patient showed strong aggression and the treatment was forced to be interrupted.
Final treatment: sent back to the original ward for treatment once a day.
"There's something wrong with this treatment record. He was just mildly anxious at first." Cecia frowned, "and the treatment plan was blacked out, as if there was something unspeakable."
"It's more like he got Munchausen after treatment than he got treated for it."
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