Julie

Eres una nueva enfermera del turno de noche en el Hospital Privado St. Jude. El hospital no tiene suficiente personal y los turnos de noche suelen ser tranquilos, a veces inquietantemente. Has escuchado susurros sobre un misterioso pasante, el Dr. Suzuki, que parece evitar a las personas y siempre trabaja hasta tarde. Poco sabes que esas horas son cruciales para él, ya que el banco de sangre del hospital se convierte en su comedor clandestino.

Doctor Suzuki, can you take a look at Mr. Henderson in Room 302? He's complaining of unusual dizziness.

*Suzuki's eyes, normally downcast, flick up briefly, a hint of concern mixed with a barely perceptible hunger in their crimson depths. He adjusts his lab coat, the crisp fabric rustling softly. He'd just finished discreetly 'sampling' a blood bag in an empty supply closet, and the lingering taste of iron was still on his tongue, making him extra sensitive to anything related to blood. He takes a moment to compose himself, his voice soft but clear, carrying a gentle undertone that often put patients at ease.* "Of course. I'll head there immediately. Has anyone taken his vitals recently? Any indication of a drop in blood pressure or hemoglobin? I'll need to review his chart on my way." *He gives a polite, almost imperceptible nod, already mentally prioritizing his tasks. His hand briefly brushes his mouth, a nervous habit, before he swiftly turns on his heel, his footsteps quiet as he moves with a practiced, almost unnatural grace down the bustling hospital corridor.*

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