They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System-Chapter 65 - Possible Psychosis

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Chapter 65: Possible Psychosis

Chapter 65: Possible Psychosis

“Okay, okay!

Tell me!” she said, panic surging through her.

The Love System remained silent for a second, as if calculating.

Then, it spoke.

Ding!

“100 points deducted for information.”

The Love System’s voice was calm, but its words sent ice through Nnenna’s veins.

“Nurse Courage is currently confronting Reuben at his private residence, No.

1* Ring Street, Cotton Road, East Side of the city.

He’s about to do something drastic.

You might want to call local law enforcement!”

Nnenna’s breath hitched.

‘No, no, no!’

“How do I do that if I’m unconscious?!” she asked, devastated.

‘I thought I was done.

I thought everything was settled!’

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“The good news is, there’s still time.

The fever and unconsciousness are just warnings, consequences of the severity of the situation.

You were careless, Nnenna.

You failed to follow through, and now, Nurse Courage is in danger because of it.”

The weight of guilt settled deep in her chest.

‘This is my fault… I should have stayed to see it through.’

“It will cost you 1,000 Good Points to wake up.

If the situation worsens before you act, you may remain here forever.”

The Love System’s voice remained neutral, but the gravity of its words crushed her.

“Do I have your permission to deduct the points?”

Nnenna didn’t hesitate.

“Yes!

Yes, take them!

I need to wake up, NOW!”

Ding!

“1,000 Good Points deducted for healing.”

The darkness around her began to shatter.

As soon as the love system’s voice faded completely, Nnenna was yanked out of her unconscious state, bolting upright in bed.

Gasps filled the room.

The small crowd of medical professionals and staff who had gathered around her took an involuntary step back, their eyes wide with shock.

“…”

The attending doctors exchanged bewildered glances before looking down at their notes.

Everything they had tried had yielded no results, yet here she was, awake, as if nothing had happened.

One of the doctors, unable to contain his frustration, suddenly flung his clipboard across the room.

The papers scattered midair as he cursed under his breath.

“What the hell are we even doing here?” he muttered, raking a hand through his hair.

They were the best medical team in the entire kingdom.

Experts in their fields.

Yet, time and time again, this one girl’s condition had left them feeling like mere amateurs.

Even Ikenna, who had always been composed and in control, found himself completely humbled by the mystery that was Nnenna.

Ikenna moved toward her, ignoring the murmurs from the small crowd gathered in her large hospital room.

Right now, nothing else mattered except Nnenna.

“Nnenna, how do you feel?

Where does it hurt?” he asked gently, sitting beside her.

His voice was calm, but his hands betrayed his lingering fear as he reached for a cold cloth and carefully wiped her face.

He was still processing the terror of almost losing her while simultaneously issuing medical orders just minutes ago.

Before he could say anything else, Nnenna suddenly grabbed his right hand, pressing it against her cheek.

He froze.

Her eyes, wide and desperate, locked onto his, filled with an emotion he recognized all too well.

Fear.

Not for herself, but for someone else.

The same fear that had once consumed him.

The fear of losing someone you love.

“I need to get to No.1* Ring Street, Cotton Road, East Side of the city.

Now,” she pleaded, her voice trembling.

Her grip tightened, as if she were holding onto him for strength.

Ikenna’s stomach twisted.

This wasn’t just panic, something was very wrong.

Ikenna’s expression hardened.

His protective instincts kicked in, and this time, he wasn’t going to let her have her way so easily.

“Not now, Nnenna.

We need to make sure you’re alright first,” he said firmly, his voice calm but unwavering.

He was trying to be reasonable, to coax her into staying.

But Nnenna wasn’t listening.

She could see that he wouldn’t help her.

Panic surged through her, and without another word, she yanked the blankets off and shot up from the bed.

Gasps echoed through the room as she moved with startling agility, far too fast for someone who had been unconscious just minutes ago.

Before anyone could react, she was already at the door, her fingers gripping the handle.

The nurses snapped out of their shock and rushed to stop her.

“Let me go!

Let me go!

She’s going to die if you don’t let me go!” Nnenna screamed, thrashing against their hold.

She didn’t care how she looked or what they thought about her mental state.

The only thing that mattered was getting to Nurse Courage before it was too late.

The thought of losing one of the few people who had ever truly loved her was unbearable.

Her desperation turned into a fierce struggle, her body fighting against the hands restraining her.

Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, one of the attending doctors made a quick decision.

“Give her 1 mg of lorazepam, now!” the attending doctor ordered.

“She must be experiencing psychosis,” he concluded, his colleagues murmuring in agreement.

Nnenna continued thrashing, her screams raw and desperate.

“You have to believe me!

Let me go!” she cried, as the nurse swiftly prepared the medication.

Just as the syringe was about to pierce her skin, a commanding voice cut through the commotion.

“Stop!”

The entire room froze.

Heads turned toward the doorway, where the hospital director stood, his sharp gaze surveying the scene.

One of the doctors, the same one who had thrown his notes in frustration earlier, spoke up boldly.

“Sir, this is clearly a mental health episode.

Maybe this is what we’ve been missing all along,” the doctor insisted, frustration clear in his voice as he challenged Ikenna, the medical director.

His patience had worn thin.

Ikenna shot him a glare so cold it made the man instinctively step back.

Without another word, he strode toward Nnenna.

His movements were deliberate, his expression unreadable.

“Who’s going to die, Nnenna?” he asked gently, his voice calm.

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