DipNovel Chapter 147 Taking her to the hospital, seeing Vivian again.
Chapter 147 Taking her to the hospital, seeing Vivian again.
But a cold, rule-like voice echoed in his mind at the same time: "Don't bend down to pick it up!"
Do not bend over!
These four words were like an iron fence, blocking his only way out.
Despair, like icy water, mixed with the piercing itch, almost overwhelmed him completely.
In that split second, as reason and pain clashed fiercely and he teetered on the brink of collapse, his chaotic thoughts suddenly caught a glimpse of a loophole in the rules—
The rules... the rules only explicitly prohibit the action of "bending over"!
It can't... squat down!
Yes! Squat down! Just bend your knees and lower your body, not bend at the waist...
Does this count as bending over? I don't think so!
Once the thought arose, it could no longer be suppressed.
The urgent desire to relieve the intense itching completely overwhelmed any remaining sense of awe for the gray areas of the rules.
He took a deep breath, abruptly bent his knees, and squatted down, his right hand swiftly grabbing the green bar of soap lying quietly in the corner...
The instant his fingertips touched the soap—
The moisture inside the cubicle seemed to suddenly become thick and cold!
The lights dimmed eerily for a moment, as if they had been absorbed by something.
Ryuichi Kamishiro felt a sticky, cold "presence" like the tentacles of some kind of mollusk, which suddenly pressed against his back.
"ah--!"
Before he could even react, a sharp pain exploded from behind!
"Chrysanthemums wither, wounds cover the ground, and your smile has faded..."
Ryuichi Kamishiro let out a heart-wrenching scream, his body convulsing violently as he tried to turn over, but was held firmly in place by an invisible force, unable to move.
"Kamidai!? What's wrong with you?!" Hearing Kamishiro's scream, Vassim from next door was shocked and immediately turned off the tap, asking loudly.
"I..." Ryuichi Kamishiro had just opened his mouth when a wet, sticky tentacle tightly covered it.
No matter how much he struggled, he could only make muffled "ooh ooh ooh" sounds.
Wasim's mind went blank for a moment—he instantly realized what was happening!
Kamishiro must have dropped the soap, triggering bathroom rule number 4!
Without thinking twice, he grabbed a towel and rushed out of his shower.
As soon as his fingertips touched the frosted glass door of the Kamishiro cubicle, he pulled hard to pull it out, but the door, which was only fitted with a simple latch, was as immovable as if it had been cast in steel, and the cold glass surface even exuded a strange resistance.
"Damn it!" Vassim gritted his teeth and kicked the door hard.
A dull thud sounded, but the expected scene of the door being kicked open did not occur—
Instead, an invisible barrier emerged from the door panel. As soon as his foot touched the barrier, he was violently bounced back by a tremendous force, staggering back two steps before regaining his footing.
Vassim had no choice but to press his face against the door and shout, "Kamidai! The door is sealed shut by a barrier, I can't open it!"
"Rule 4 shouldn't be fatal, hold on a little longer!"
Inside the shower, Ryuichi Kamishiro's screams, which started as high-pitched and shrill, gradually became hoarse and weak, until finally only faint sobs remained.
About ten minutes later, the sounds inside completely disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, with a soft "click," the shower room door, which had been sealed by the barrier, slowly opened from the inside.
Vassim peered over and saw Ryuichi Kamishiro huddled weakly by the door, his face ashen, and the trail of blood on the tiles was a shocking sight.
Vassim inexplicably felt a tightness in his anus upon seeing this.
Vassim helped the weak and exhausted Ryuichi Kamishiro into his pajamas and then supported him all the way back to dormitory 107.
Seeing this, Lin Feng and Tom immediately surrounded them and asked, "What's wrong with Kamishiro?"
"He dropped the soap while showering, triggering bathroom rule number 4, and as a result..."
Before Vassim could finish speaking, their gazes had already fallen on what was behind Kamishiro—
The faint red bloodstains visible through the fabric of the pajamas spoke volumes.
Tom's pupils contracted slightly, and a strange smile mixed with fear flashed across his face: This guy was actually... well, judging from the looks of it, the weirdo's satisfaction today is probably not low.
"How badly are you injured?" Lin Feng asked in a deep voice.
Vassim made Kamishiro lie face down on the bed, lifted the corner of his nightgown, and upon seeing the wound, his brow furrowed instantly.
"It's rotten. If it's not treated quickly, it will get infected. You need to go to the infirmary."
Lin Feng was planning to find an opportunity to improve Vivian's favorability at the infirmary, but he didn't expect the opportunity to come so quickly, so he nodded and said:
"Then let's hurry and send the gods there!"
The prison corridor at night was even colder than during the day, and a cold wind seeped in through the cracks in the iron windows, making the back of one's neck stiff.
Vassim simply carried the weak Ryuichi Kamishiro on his back, with Lin Feng following closely beside him. Tom, afraid of being left alone in the dormitory, also hunched over and followed behind the three of them.
Above the metal door of the infirmary, a pale white light was on.
Lin Feng pushed open the slightly ajar door, and a strong smell of disinfectant immediately hit him.
Unexpectedly, they were greeted not by Dr. Vivian, but by a simple, silver-white robot.
Its head emitted a pale blue scanning light, which swept over the four people before asking in a flat, electronic voice, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
Vassim gently set Kamiya down, then pointed somewhat awkwardly behind him: "He... his hemorrhoids ruptured and he needs immediate treatment."
The robot glided behind Kamishiro and slightly raised its mechanical arm: "Lift up your clothes, I will conduct an inspection."
Vassim quickly helped remove Kamishiro's clothes. The robot's head instantly switched to a red scanning beam, moving back and forth over the wound, while a cold, electronic voice simultaneously announced:
"Injury assessment: Severe soft tissue contusion, accompanied by subcutaneous bleeding and epidermal damage. Immediate treatment is recommended."
It took no further action, but instead quietly reported via its built-in communication system:
"Dr. Vivian, the infirmary has received an emergency trauma case. Vita 7 is unable to complete the treatment request independently."
A slightly hoarse female voice came from the other end of the communicator: "Understood, I'll be right there."
A few minutes later, the door to the inside of the medical room was pushed open, and Dr. Vivian Sterling walked in.
She was clearly summoned urgently from her rest period, and was not wearing her usual white lab coat, which symbolized her professional identity.
Instead, she wore a well-tailored dark blue silk shirt and a pair of pressed black trousers, which accentuated her slender and graceful figure.
Her signature long blonde hair wasn't meticulously tied up as it was during the day, but rather casually draped over her shoulders, shimmering softly under the cool white lights of the infirmary.
She has lost some of the doctor's authority and gained more of a woman's gentleness.
However, when her gaze swept across the room and landed on Lin Feng, her light blue eyes, as clear as a winter lake, flickered almost imperceptibly.
"It's you." Her tone was unreadable, but it was noticeably more familiar than when she spoke to ordinary trainee prison guards.