Bloodborne Plague Doctor Novels & Stories

They were injecting him with a glowing, blue fluid. And standing behind them, emerging from the shadows of the falling temple, was a man in a rumpled linen suit, his face covered in bandages. He wasn't a soldier. He was a doctor. "The Gamma Specimen is stable," the doctor said, his voice echoing through the chamber. "Begin the Re-Programming. We need him ready for the Angkor Harvest." Panni froze. The voice. She knew that voice. It wasn't the Architect. It wasn't Arthur Vincent.

He continued, "But, sir. May I ask you something?" "Yes, go ahead!" Xavier said, still maintaining his calm expression. "Over the past few months, you've seen hundreds of doctors, and they've all said that they can't cure your illness. In fact, they don't even know what kind of illness you have. Then, how is it possible that you are now cured?" Gavin asked, furrowing his brow. Joss snorted, "You mean ... you're saying that Mr. Xavier is lying?" Gavin's eyes widened and he immediately knelt in front of Xavier, "Oh, please forgive me, Sir. I ... didn't think you were lying. I ... how could I dare to think that?"

Someone was attacking the kingdom without ever marching an army across its borders. It was war. Just not the kind fought on an open battlefield. The Royal Doctor had already begun preparing for the journey north. An entire team of physicians, healers, and royal guards would accompany him to investigate the plague before fear spread faster than the disease itself. Unfortunately… They still knew almost nothing. No one understood where the illness had come from. No one knew how it spread. Its mortality rate continued rising with every report reaching the capital. Each infected werewolf represented more than another patient.

"I must've eaten something bad. My stomach is in terrible pain." He shook his head and impatiently said, "We ate the same thing, and all of us are fine. Why are you the only one with a stomachache? There are no hospitals out here in the village, so stop making a fuss, will you?" I was disappointed, but then Paige said, "There's an old traditional medicine doctor in the village. We always go to him when we're sick. He's better than doctors in the city. "His name is Chad, and he lives at the west end of the village. When you get there, just say that I sent you."

"Please lie down and take off your pants, sir. I'll do an examination," The Doctor said flatly while wearing latex gloves, then turned her body over professionally. "Are you read—" Luna stopped. Her eyes circled instantly. "Huh!? He... He is really my patient today?!" She thought. Luna blinked her eyes repeatedly, as if to make sure her vision wasn't playing tricks on her. "Ekhheem..." The man in front of him cleared his throat slowly, clearly deliberately.

] [I'll get to be a full-time doctor and stay at this hospital for sure! Everyone was stunned. They could not believe there was ready proof of malpractice by someone looking to get ahead in the hospital. I had already spotted Elena acting weird in the surgery room. How could someone so clueless get a doctor's license? She had to be up to something else. Watching Liam walk away, I remembered how in a previous life he had framed me for a medical mistake. While he was busy with a commotion at the hospital, I sneaked off and took his phone.

Molly desperately tried to pry Robert's hand off Jill. However, her actions only infuriated Robert. He freed one hand and grabbed Molly. Now he was choking both of them. Molly's face flushed red. "Tell me! Did you two gang up to kill my mother?" Finally, it was a doctor who stepped in and pulled them apart. Once freed, Jill and Molly fell to the ground, gasping for air like fish out of water.

I wet a towel and placed it on his forehead to reduce his body temperature. I quickly picked up my phone, panicking, and called all the numbers of M16 private doctors to know if they had any idea of how to neutralize silver in the blood. But none of them knew, not even Doctor Brion, who had had an encounter with werewolves in the past when a werewolf was brought in as a lab rat. That was when we worked with the city's wolf hunters.

So it's always good to let him speak less when it's not necessary. “Thirdly the killer has great knowledge about the human body that most doctors don't have and while torturing he always avoids the vital points that may cause his victims to bleed internally and die. And with the dead body, he gives a detailed autopsy report like a killing signature. So there's no doubt that the killer is a doctor or used to be a doctor or a genius medical student and the latter is the least possible.” “So then, What do we call him? Dr. Killer?” This time it was Mr. Gray who spoke.

Is she already asleep? Before I could even knock again, the door had opened slightly. I thought the old lady opened it for us. When I pushed the door forward, my heart jumped instantly on what I've seen. The old lady is dead! It's nails have signs of blood on it and her skin have scratches all over. It seems like she had been infected by the plague and did not manage to take the pain well and just passed away. I immediately look for a long cloth to cover her body and let the family in. I chanted some prayers on her body and of course, asked permission on her soul to let us stay in her house.