VRU. - | Hanni x Reader

UR. DCTR -

Narrator

After two days of working in the Safe Zone hospital, Y/n was exhausted. The demand was very extreme and the resources to help were very minimal.

Most patients were experiencing symptoms their real-world selves felt during the minor shutdown. Others were experiencing hysteria caused by seeing everyone else in pain. And a small percentage had sustained in-system injuries they somehow couldn't self-repair.

Although priority lay on helping the most critical patients, Y/n couldn't concentrate when Hanni was acting as if nothing was wrong with her.

Y/n knew Hanni wasn't equipped to even assist in these kinds of tasks, but Minnie instead that Hanni had to be of use or she'd get thrown out of the Safe Zone.

- Y/N POV -

Hanni was trying to comfort a 13-year-old patient suffering from severe hysteria.

Although the legal age for VRU was 17+ without a doctor's recommendation, It seemed like any child of a VRU creator, politician, or billionaire could bypass that law.

Which was beyond irresponsible.

"It's okay. It's not real. See?" Hanni was crying as she held the screaming kid in her arms.

I held in my feelings as best as I could and finished sowing up my patient.

My patient had taken a slayer sword to the abdomen. Though it seemed like the injury wouldn't actually affect their real-world state, pretending to sow up their wound helped psychologically.

It was all I could really do.

The real-world medical database was down, so I had no way to actually help anyone physically. If I didn't know any of their real-world stats then I wasn't able to properly assess what they needed. I didn't know if most of the patients were healthy individuals who just happened to get sucked in or if they were straight-up disintegrating in their real-world beds. Everyone had different needs, but I didn't know what those needs were.

The saddest part was that even if I did know what the patient was experiencing...

I couldn't help.

Most people didn't know what a Reintegration Doctor was, so me telling them what was really wrong with them and why.... was very unethical...

It took an adjustment period to tell patients what was really wrong with them and how VRU was part of the cause.

"Alright. We're all done," I told my patient.

"Oh my god. I feel so much better!" My patient exhaled deeply and gave me a wide smile.

The patients' response was always the same. They all instantly felt better once I was done helping them.

Mostly because it was all psychological.

"I'm glad. Please take care," I gave my patient a head bow before walking over to help Hanni.

- Hanni POV -

I was losing my mind.

I didn't know how Y/n could bear everything going on around them.

"It hurts!! Pleasseee, it hurttss!!!" The kid in my arms was kicking and screaming.

There was nothing wrong with him. He was just suffering from hysteria... but I couldn't get him to calm down...

His symptoms were starting to rub off on me.

"Well hello there," Y/n suddenly squatted down in front of us.