Naruto Shingetsu: Hospital Blues

It was by all extent, a normal day in Konoha, sun shining, blue skies, people milling about, minding their business. And then there was Shina, a medical ninja pulling long hours at the Konohagkure hospital, sitting in her office which doubled as her lab for the time being. Frowning while she gazed into a microscope, she sighed, pulling her purple eyes off and burying her head in her hands. "None of this makes any sense." She said. Her door flung open, the sudden noise caused the kunoichi to spring to her feet, kunai in hand to face what she assumed was a potential threat. In reality, it was one of her nurses, Umi with a strained look on her face. "Shina-san, we have another one." She said. Shina's eyes went wide, tossing her weapon back on her desk and nodding, quickly putting on a pair of gloves and her mask, decked out in green scrubs. She heard the screaming before she saw the victim, a group of nurses pushing a man on a stretcher cart down the hall. Shina linked up with them, looking over the poor man who found himself in the room today. "Someone talk to me." Shina said, her voice calm and commanding. "He said he was attacked in the forest, came running back as soon as he could. The wound is already infected." A nurse said. Shina bit her lip under her mask, turning the man onto his side to assess the damage done. The man had a wicked slash from one side of his back to the other, the wound festering and pulsing with a rapid rate of infection. He was screaming in pain, everything was hurting, everything was burning. One of her nurses went to reach for her morphine shot, but Shina sighed, her hand coming out to stop the girl. "Stop...we're to late." She said. Putting the man back on his back, he was frozen, no longer breathing, his face contorted in pain and agony in his dying breath. The group stopped, Shina sighing and pulling off her mask. "He's gone ladies..." She said. It was as if the hope had been drained out of the room, Shina and her team of nurses just staring at the damage done. The man's arm had nearly turned completely black, his veins having turned a dark red color as whatever this toxin was pumped right into his heart from the entry wound. "Take him to the morgue, and get me some blood work...maybe this time I'll have something for the next one." She declared. The girls nodded, wheeling the cart back down the hall, Shina sliding down to the floor with her back to the wall, head in her hands. That's the tenth Yokai victim this month..