Chapter 621: The Octopus Nurse’s Care
Seeing this scene, my mood was complicated. Looking at a monster in the eyes professionally tending to a Little Girl, I didn’t know if I should feel relieved.
The Octopu-head nurse touched the bump on Claire’s face and finally said, “It’s indeed a typical Mutation, and there are some problems mentally that require a Doctor’s Surgery for treatment. Hospitalization for observation is recommended, and she should be transferred to a ward first.”
I felt that these Octopu-head nurses served a preliminary outpatient function, performing initial general diagnoses or simple treatments.
Originally, they should have been assigned to specialized departments, but there was only one Doctor, Doctor Amelia. So, they just examined patients first, assigned them to wards, or recorded their conditions for Doctor Amelia’s reference.
“Um, where is Doctor Amelia? Can I see her?” I walked forward, trying to use my acquaintance status to ask Doctor Amelia to see Claire first, which is commonly known as using connections.
“The Doctor is currently in Surgery and cannot come out or see anyone for the time being. May I ask who you are?” The Little Nurse turned her Octopu-head to look at me. Since her luminous organs were not covered, they shone so brightly that I covered my eyes with my hand.
The Little Nurse seemed to notice that I could see her true form and lowered her head. The dizzying light then disappeared.
As expected, these Little Nurses didn’t recognize me. I could only sigh and say, “Go tell Doctor Amelia, um, if she’s busy, go tell Samantha. Just say Parul is looking for them, and they’ll understand.”
“Okay, but the Doctor and Head Nurse are both in the Operating Room. I still suggest sending this Miss into the ward for observation and treatment first, and we’ll talk when the Doctor arrives,” the Nurse said seriously.
Although it was just a Nightmare, she was surprisingly professional and ethical. I could only follow her suggestion and nodded, “Okay, I’ll do as you say.”
Sebastian also had no experience with this and could only follow the Nurse’s advice. He picked up Claire, carried her up the stairs, and finally arrived in a ward.
There were already several people lying here. Some had broken legs and were in casts, some were sick and on an Infusion bottle, and others were just lying there, their illness unclear.
Although it was such a scene, it was much better than the terrifying and oppressive feeling we had the last time we were here, where a different Unspeakable monster would occasionally appear.
The Nurse directed Sebastian to place Claire on the hospital bed, then put a strange thing on her. It was a steel helmet covered with spikes and wires, looking like a torture device.
“Wait, what is this?” Sebastian quickly asked. This thing looked terrifying, and wearing it on one’s head gave the feeling that it could crush one’s head at any moment.
“This is a mental detector. It can detect the patient’s specific mental state and protect her mind from significant fluctuations. Based on my current judgment, this instrument should be used. You can also choose not to use it,” the Nurse said earnestly.
I didn’t expect them to have such a good thing here. I had indeed seen similar devices that monitored people’s minds. The last time we visited the clinic and saw patients trapped in Nightmares, Samantha had inserted something resembling a transparent root canal into the brains of those mentally ill patients to monitor their mental states.
This steel helmet was probably the physical version of that mysterious device, making it more acceptable for so-called “mental detection,” although I felt this appearance was still hard to accept.
I nodded, indicating that it could be worn, and Sebastian no longer objected. He allowed the Nurse to put it on Claire. After the steel helmet was put on, electric arcs flickered on its surface.
“Don’t touch the helmet casually. As long as the electric arcs are flickering at this frequency, it means she’s still normal. If it flashes red light, it means there’s a problem. You’ll need to pull that rope a few times to call someone to check,” the Nurse pointed to the thin rope by the bed, which was connected to a bell pull. When the bell rang, a nurse would come.
“I’m going to find the Doctor. If anything happens, other nurses will come to handle it,” the Octopu-head Little Nurse said and then hurried away.
I felt that this steel helmet might be an electroencephalogram detector. I could feel that the steel helmet was resonating with Claire’s unconscious spirit and was also sending signals to her Brain.
Unfortunately, it looked wild and terrifying. If it was like a torture device just now, it now looked like a brainwashing device. If there were a display screen that could quantify all the detected indicators for people to see, that would be great.
Admittedly, the clinic had changed a lot since Doctor Amelia returned. The most obvious change was these Octopu-head Little Nurses running around. Although their appearance was truly frightening, ordinary people couldn’t see it. The existence of these nurses had greatly alleviated the clinic’s treatment pressure.
However, Sherris was still scared. Since entering the clinic, she had been shrinking next to Jayad, not daring to make eye contact with any of the nurses. Only after the Nurse left did she dare to peek out and ask pitifully, “Why did they choose such terrifying creatures to be nurses?”
“Probably because they’re easier to control. These nurses are likely controlled by the Head Nurse, Samantha. In the end, it’s hard to even say if they’re creatures. They’re more like phantoms formed by the patients’ subconscious fear of the Head Nurse,” Jayad patiently explained to Sherris, who didn’t know what a Nightmare was, and briefly told her about our previous adventure in the Dream World.
Just then, a patient in a nearby bed suddenly coughed violently. He reached out to pull the rope on the bedside, but due to his severe coughing, he couldn’t reach it and even started coughing up blood.
Other patients beside him either indifferently ignored him or, although they wanted to help, their reaction was to stand up and try to walk over to help, instead of pulling the rope. It seemed the concept of an emergency bell had not yet deeply penetrated their minds.
I helped him pull the bell a few times, of course, it was Claire’s bedside bell, so it was closer and faster. As soon as I rang the bell, after just one pull, a Nurse instantly appeared outside the doorway.
Holy crap, you scared me! A normal nurse definitely wouldn’t be this fast. I was sure she appeared at the door less than three seconds after I rang the bell; she must have used Teleportation.
Then, like a gust of wind, she instantly moved into the ward and then instantly moved again to the patient’s bedside. Between the two movements, her figure was not visible, and her posture looked extremely twisted and unnatural.
It seemed that Amelia’s Clinic was still a Dream World, and these nurses, who were essentially Nightmares, could freely Teleport within the Dream World and appear wherever they wished at will.
