"Are you okay?"
Dr. Yusefka used her gloved fingers to push her flaxen hair behind her ears.
Bend to ask Viola and the children in the corner of the clinic.
After sending Lan En away, the two little girls soon lay down tiredly in their mother's arms and fell asleep again.
Viola seemed to be worried, but she was stroking the hair of her two daughters with blank eyes.
Yousefka knew what she was thinking.
She is still worried about her husband, Gascoigne.
The love between them has always been the envy of many people. But on this sinister night, it became something tormenting.
"No, we are all fine, we are just a little too troublesome for you."
Viola was brought back to her senses by Yousefka and quickly put on a relieved smile. , let the doctor not worry too much about himself.
She has never been a weak character.
"You are already very tired, Yousefka. You should take some rest. The incense has just been put on, so there is nothing to worry about. If you need it, I can look after it for you. If you need anything, just call Wake you up."
Doctors don't have it easy in the clinic.
The patients in the clinic sit far apart from each other. They are suspicious of each other and wary of each other because of the danger of this night. They are tired and sleepy
In addition, their own bodies Their condition was not good, and the mental burden put their bodies on the verge of collapse.
Yousefka had no choice but to leave them alone and could only move between patients.
Comfort them, encourage them, and tell them that no one in this clinic has any signs of lycanthropy.
The lycanthropic plague does not exist here.
Yousefka is a mature doctor. She knows how to throw out a bunch of uncommon terms to make patients dizzy, and then create trust out of the gap in knowledge.
And on this night, the patients could only trust her, and it was best to trust her.
Otherwise, who else can take care of a group of people who are already sick?
Hunters can also treat diseases. They specialize in treating lycanthropy, and the only treatment method is to kill the patient. .
"Forget it, Viola. They can't trust you, you are from outside. If you walk beside them, they will panic."
Yosef Ka smiled softly and shook his head.
Viola could understand this situation after a little thought, so she could only look at the doctor apologetically.
"Sorry, it seems I really can't help. Thank you, doctor."
"If you can take good care of the children, you have already helped."< /p>
Yousefka didn't care at all, he just stretched out his hand and touched the faces of the two little girls, making their round faces sunken.
While the little girls were murmuring in confusion, Yousefka stood up.
ThisThe movement made her eyes suddenly go dark, and she rubbed her forehead before regaining her balance.
How long has it been since this night? I have never felt so tired after taking care of patients all night long.
Yousefka waved his hand in response to Viola's worried look, and walked towards the patient again.
They began to glance around nervously again.
She cannot fall yet. She is the only professional in this clinic. Although she is just a small doctor in a small clinic, she is not comparable to the scholars in the Healing Church. But he is also a professional.
Here, she is the only one who can bring peace of mind to others, and she has to hold on.
However, just as she moved her heavy and tired steps toward the patients, a knock on the door from the closed door on the second floor of the clinic broke the silence.
"Is there anyone there?"
Yousefka's voice rose slightly and hesitantly asked.
In the clinic, all the patients stared at the door with suspicious eyes, as if a lycanthropic patient was lying outside the door, looking at everyone inside with his melted and dilated pupils.
There was no answer outside the door, but there was indeed someone, because another wave of knocking on the door was getting louder and louder.
In this situation, Yousefka unconsciously held his hands in front of his chest and clasped each other tightly.
She was also frightened when a patient in the clinic mutated into a werewolf.
Will there be hunters outside the door?
Hunters will knock on the door from door to door on hunting night. Residents who cannot respond rationally will have the door broken in and then dragged out. Hacked to death.
This kind of bloody story has been circulated in Yanan for a long time, second only to the jokes describing the hardships of foreigners.
There have been serious cases of lycanthropy in the clinic. Will hunters come to eradicate them?
It’s not like those hunters who are red-eyed at killing have never done this kind of thing.
But she can't let this happen in her clinic.
"Are you a hunter? You are on a hunting mission?"
No one spoke outside the door, and even the knocking on the door stopped.
Yousefka suppressed his panic, swallowed his saliva and continued speaking.
"I'm sorry, but, but I really can't open the door to you. This is a clinic, only ordinary patients, no beasts, and I will not let my patients be exposed to the lycanthropic plague. Risk."
"I know you are hunting for us and this city, but I really can't open the door."
It seems that most of the hunters don't. Such rich compassion, Yusefka hurried to the bookshelf of the clinic and took out a blood collection bottle from a slender box.
"This is my own refined blood."
While talking about her identity as a former blood saint, she removed the blood collection bottle from the break in the glass of the door. Hand it out.
“I can only give you this kind of help, please accept it.Get off. ”
She stretched out her hand with the broken glass, but no one took the blood collection bottle for a long time.
There was no response from anyone, and there was no knock on the door.
Just when Yousefka was at a loss and didn't know what to do, she suddenly felt her wrist being grabbed, and then a sudden stinging sensation came from her blood vessels.
It was almost. At the same time, a feeling of dizziness flooded into his mind.
The exhausted body went limp. In a daze, the doctor saw limbs like soft-bodied creatures protruding from the crack in the window.
Those smooth and soft limbs, with a slapping sound of mucus, pulled the door bolt off
The patients were screaming, and Viola seemed to pick it up. He grabbed the long rod for the infusion bottle and tried to fight back, but the soft-bodied creature's limbs easily flew away the thin metal rod.
The two little girls called to their mothers anxiously.
< p>"Ah, sister, my sister"Amidst the noise and chaos, a soft female voice came from outside the door, a female voice that was almost the same as Yusefka, soft but not gentle. < /p>
Yousefka suddenly opened her eyes, trying to resist the effects of the medicine in her body and see the scene outside the door clearly.
But it was useless, as she was no longer in control. In the drowsy field of vision, there is only the scene of a woman's boots walking into the door.
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