eurekapd Chapter 139 Treating Morse
Chapter 139 Treating Morse
“His condition is critical, we need to act quickly.” Her mentor’s words interrupted Sylvie’s thoughts, but her gaze remained fixed on the scene before her.
“Morse…” she murmured softly, her gaze fixed blankly on the scene before her, a chill running down her spine. The missing arm, the wounds covering his body… everything seemed so severe and cruel. This was the first time she had ever felt such intense fear.
She...felt scared.
In a daze, the scene before her eyes overlapped with her past. The boy lying on the ground seemed to have become another person, with the same blood, the same stench, the same rapid breathing, and the faint light barely keeping the boy alive.
"No...no...don't do it again..." Her breathing became rapid without her realizing it, the world began to spin, and her heart pounded like a drumbeat.
"Haa...haa..." The past and the present are intertwined, and she can no longer distinguish the boundary between them.
Just as Sylvie was gripped by panic, her mentor clearly realized that time was running out. She had already given Morse a potion, but his injuries were too severe, and the potion was far from effective, or even capable of working properly. This was one of the reasons she had brought Sylvie with her.
When the mentor turned to look at Sylvie, he immediately sensed her panic and the urgency of the situation.
'Sigh, why did she have to break down at this time...'
The tutor sighed inwardly. 'If I'd known his injuries were so serious, I should have brought the exam proctor with me.'
Morse's situation was indeed difficult for the students to handle, but there was no other choice.
“We can’t waste any more time.” Without hesitation, the mentor reached out and gently patted Sylvie on the back of the head, the force carrying a slight sting.
Boom!
"Wake up!" the mentor's voice was stern. "You can't back down now. This is a critical moment. You are a therapist, and you have the power to save a life."
She didn't know Sylvie's name or her ranking, but now, Sylvie was their only healer, and she had no other choice.
"Uh...!" The sudden touch and her mentor's stern words snapped Sylvie back to reality, and she couldn't help but let out a groan.
"I...I'm sorry." Her thoughts gradually calmed down, and a sense of guilt welled up in her heart.
“Child, I don’t need your apology, and neither does he.” The mentor approached Sylvie, her tone tinged with helplessness.
“It seems you know his name.” She pointed to Morse and continued, “Morse Scott, ranked 2450, is known for his frail health. I’ve heard he has a bad reputation and is often ostracized.”
Sylvie wasn't sure where her mentor knew all this, but she didn't care. "Even so," her mentor continued, "he's still there, trying to prove himself by fighting monsters." She pointed to the defeated monsters around them, "Even though he might be targeted by demon contractors, he's still fighting to survive. Despite all the injuries and pain he's endured, he hasn't given up; he's still fighting."
After saying this, the mentor stood in front of Sylvie and put his hand on her shoulder.
“You are his only hope right now, and you are crying. Don’t you think that’s a little unfair to him? Do you think you’re the only one in the world who has experienced heartbreak? Be mature, kid, do what you should do. I will wait for you.”
Finally, the mentor patted Sylvie on the shoulder, turned and left, leaving her alone with the injured Morse.
Sylvie stood alone, gazing at Morse.
"I...I..." She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a complete sentence.
thump! thump!
Her heart was racing from the panic she had just experienced, but strangely enough, at that moment, perhaps because of her mentor's words, her thoughts began to clear, and a sentence surfaced in her memory.
"You need to control yourself."
These were the words Morse had once said to her. At the time, she felt he had invaded her personal space; what right did he have to say such things without knowing her?
"This level of fear not only puts you in danger, but it also puts your future teammates in danger. If you can't control your emotions in battle, you're a burden, and that's dangerous."
He may not have said those words to become her teammate. But now, those words are starting to echo in her mind.
"If you are unwilling to face your weaknesses, then you should perhaps reconsider whether you want to stay at this college."
If he weren't at the academy right now, and if there were another therapist here, could they save him?
"What if I weren't here? What if a better person were here?"
Self-loathing, anger towards the world, a sense of responsibility, and vulnerability... these emotions filled Sylvie's heart at this moment.
Sylvie.
Those words kept echoing in her mind.
"Do you know what? If you continue like this, you'll never make any progress."
She looked down at her hands.
"Be mature, kid, do what you're supposed to do."
As these words resonated within her, her gaze shifted to Morse lying on the ground.
"You've been running away from the past. Don't you think it's time to accept reality?"
“Accept…” she murmured softly.
"If it were you, sister, you could definitely do it." When the figure in her memory overlapped with Morse, she seemed to see the smile on his face.
That was a smile that showed confidence in her ability to do it.
"you're right."
That's it.
"I must do it."
Sylvie clenched her fists, bit her lip, and forced herself to face everything before her without fear.
"I will not run away anymore."
The constraints she placed on herself, her fears...
Her heart was still racing because of these emotions.
despair!
She took the first step.
She accepted everything before her, and in that instant, her heart became at peace. It was as if her power flowed more smoothly than ever before, and she could perceive everything more clearly.
The faint light emanating from Morse, his life force...
"Aha……"
She took a deep breath, steadied herself, walked over to Morse, and sat down in front of him.
A careful assessment of Morse's condition began. His breathing was weak, and his pulse was also weak.
The missing arm is a serious problem, and he also has many lacerations and wounds from battles.
"Five broken ribs, internal bleeding in the lungs, excessive blood loss..."
Even Sylvie, who had studied healing arts, couldn't understand how he had managed to hold on until now. With injuries like that, he should have died long ago.
As she continued her analysis, she discovered the answer.
"Huh? What's this?"
Within his body, a strange, radiant substance flowed. His lost blood seemed to be constantly being refreshed, as if something was trying to repair his body, but due to the severity of his injuries, it could not fully recover.
"Is this a medicine?"
She hesitated for a moment, but quickly put the question aside; now was not the time to think about such things.
"I'm going to begin."
The diagnosis is complete; treatment will now begin.
"Aha……"
She took a deep breath, strengthened her resolve, and activated her healing abilities.
No matter what, I will save you.
Her green eyes were filled with determination, and all her attention was focused on Morse in front of her.
First, I need to treat the laceration scar.
As she thought about it, she began to use her magic to repair Morse's wounds, torn muscles, and gaps.
This process was crucial; she had to ensure he stopped bleeding.
'It feels different now.'
This was completely different from when she had treated others before. Her magic became more stable, and she began to wield her abilities with greater ease.
I can do it.
She repaired the wound and closed the torn muscles with precise and gentle movements.
'Now, stabilize the broken ribs.'
She turned to the five broken ribs and gently aligned them with her mana threads. As an Awakened, Morse's bones were stronger than those of ordinary people.
This increased the difficulty, requiring her to use more delicate techniques to move the ribs.
This is a delicate task; she ensures the bones can rejoin and are ready to heal.
'I did it. '
She breathed a sigh of relief.
But that's not enough.
The most dangerous parts remain internal bleeding and internal organ damage.
His internal organs were severely damaged and he needed immediate treatment.
Sylvie focuses healing energy on damaged tissues, causing them to stop bleeding and promoting the body's natural healing process.
At this moment, her mind was free of any distracting thoughts, and she controlled her magic power entirely by instinct.
This was her first time dealing with internal organ damage, something unimaginable for a freshman in the medical school.
These topics are taught in the second year of college. But now, none of that matters.
As if guided by some force, her magic flowed hypnotically.
However, at that very moment, the light emanating from Morse suddenly vanished.
"No!"
This means he has lost his life.
"No!"
She screamed, feeling as if her heart was being squeezed.
"No----!"
A deep, painful scream erupted from Sylvie's soul, echoing throughout the entire dungeon.