Four Eyes Swordsman

#3. Nursing

"Dok, please save him!" I vaguely heard a voice.

I could feel my body just being laid. Whether it's on the table or the carpet I don't know.

A few minutes later, I opened my eyes a little. Three short people. Injecting some kind of liquid into my leg.

Then take out some kind of knife. "Sir." I was shocked. Rebelling.

Panicked. Fear and fear. Three people were holding me. Preventing me from leaving. Keep holding me and force me to sleep.

One person injected something into my hand. I screamed.

Shaking my body. Their table is broken. I got off.

Soon I rise. Run towards the exit. Limping. Pain in the legs. My head.

Faded view. Not five steps. 'Bruk' Falls. Return unconscious.

The three of them stood up. Lifting my body.laying it on the other table. It may be some sort of operating table but it is made of wood and also shorter.

"It's a good thing we managed to inject the anesthetic in time."

"This one patient is quite troublesome." One other chimed.

"You're as bothered as anything, he's still a patient. Don't complain so much back to work" While still dealing with my wounds he spoke.

"Dearn..." Answer the two in a lazy voice of objection.

***

Open your eyes slowly. Found myself lying on a patient's bed. In the square room.

There were some patients lying on my right side. There was also one more line in front of me.

"You awake?" A girl sits by my bed. Beautiful and sweet face.

"Em." Holding head. She seems like a good girl. I closed my eyes for a moment.

"rest. I put the porridge on the table. Eat when you feel better." Stand up. Wanna go.

I'll grab his hand immediately. "Don't go" In a soft voice I pleaded. It was only the first time anyone had treated me this well, since I came to this world.

Where could I let go. He smiled at me. He took my hand.

"Just calm. I'll be right back." With a heavy heart I took off my hand. Drooping languidly.

Approaching face. Biscuric. "Don't worry everything's gonna be okay." Then smile and go out of the room.

Looking towards the side. On the table. A bowl of white porridge. I take and eat.

"Hem... It's so delicious!" At first you didn't taste it but it wasn't as bad as I thought.

I greedily finished a bowl of porridge. "I want more!" Inwardly calling. "again!". Gets left-right.

"What's the young man? Looks like you really enjoyed the food here." One of the patients next to me asked. Maybe my behavior just caught his attention.

He's thrusting a bowl of porridge. "Eat! I'm full already."

"really?! Well, then enjoy." Immediately take the porridge he offered. Gradually I eat.

"Haha.... You're a freak, young man. You can enjoy rotten food here." He laughed while holding his stomach.

"Don't insult me, sir. You don't know what it's like to not eat for more than three days." My protest didn't accept him laughing at me.

"Don't take it seriously. I'm just kidding." Saying that while smiling at me.

I throw a pillow at him. Right on his face.

"Don't mess with me!" Then he threw my pillow back.

Immediately I put the bowl to the table and caught the throw of the pillow and returned the throw.

Ops, I seem to be a little overreacting. I hope there's no problem.

"Lumayan. I haven't felt this sorry for a long time." He threw the pillow back with emotion. 'Shelf' infusion pole with liquid red wavy falling.

See again. The infusion hose that was dislodged from my arm released a red liquid. Uh, infusion. I don't remember if I was infused. I once again observed my body.

I just noticed the bandages on my head and legs. Pain in both my calves was also just felt. Put your body back slowly to bed. My right hand is the place I just drilled off I let it hang beside the bed.

All the fatigue, aches, pains, and dizziness gathered together. And that's all I'm feeling now. Limp helpless. Lying on the bed while enduring the pain, pain, and dizziness I had just felt.

"Hey you! Don't tell me you're gonna die!" Panicked. Seeing myself not drowning in bed. The pool of red liquid on the floor made him even more panicked.

"Doctor! Doctor!'" He shouted with all his might to call the doctor.

I was lying limp. This time I did not faint or lose consciousness. It's just that my body feels weak and sick.

A bunny girl in nurse's clothes came. Deftly erect the infusion pole and put the infusion hose back into my hand.

I could only look around to see the bunny girl put up my infusion. Then he approached the man who had thrown me a pillow. Hardly pinned it.

"Law... What the fuck are you!?" Whimpering in pain while holding his head.

"That's because you always make trouble!" The rabbit girl again snapped at the man.

"Although that's the case, you shouldn't beat an injured patient." The man's protest.

"It doesn't matter that I just do it to you." Said the bunny girl while crossing her hands on her chest.

"Eh... What the fuck! It's not fair at all." The man's protest, pouty.

The bunny girl ignored the man and took the pillow that the man had thrown at me. Most of the void was wet by a red liquid infusion.

Out with that wet pillow. I glanced at the man beside me. He's still holding his head. I smile.

"What look. Don't think you've won. Well-duh" Back to hold his head.

"sorry. I didn't mean it that way." He said a word and then smiled again.

"Ah. Its alright. I'm also sorry for overreacting." Said the man facing forward without looking at me.

"Rabbit girl. You know him?'" I asked. Trying to find a topic of conversation.

"Why? You're interested in him. I suggest you find another girl or you'll regret it." He said, Waving his hands.

"No. I was just curious. Looks like you're pretty close to him." I replied.

"There's nothing between us. Just a childhood friend. Even so, her treatment of me always sucks." While holding his head back.

Little laugh. "Well, I think I know what it's like." Mumbles.

"You also have a childhood friend like him?" He looked towards me.

"No. however, at least I know how much it hurts when my head is hit." Grins.

"What the fuck? I almost thought I had met someone of the same fate as me." Exhaling a long breath. Back lying.

"You know? Not everyone is as lucky as you." I'm saying.

"What do you mean lucky?" Tilted towards me.

"Yes. Try to think. There are still a lot of people whose fate is worse than ours. Like those who starve for more than three days, or death row inmates who do nothing wrong."

"I think the head is starting to get in trouble. You've been slurring indistinctly." He's impaling me.

I'm laughing a little. Maybe he's right. It's only natural after what I've been through. It's weird if I'm still sane. I slowly closed my eyes. Sleeps. I am full too.

"Hmm" I smiled to myself. Enjoy this soft bed. At least more cushioned than the basement cell floor. Have good night.