More poetry, this in a different and significantly more sing-songy language.

It suddenly seems like a very good idea to Sophie that she should be still and quiet and think through her actions carefully before she does them.

IV!!!!! Wooooooo!!! 

"- Sophie, I'm so sorry about that - I'm all done poking you for now -" since she can't do fucking bloodwork here anyway and even if she could she has no idea what tests to run to tell if Sophie is dying of the flu or of the same horrifying thing that almost killed Vanya. "Hey - can you look at me -?" 

Sophie, thus enspelled, stops making noises. And squirming.

And, uh, her breathing has slowed down.

She turns her head, very tranquilly, towards Marian.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaah! Marian hates her life so much right now! 

She would have a much better idea of how bad a problem this was if she had ANY MONITORING EQUIPMENT. Which she does not have, aside from a very sad improvised attempt at a blood pressure cuff that she made out of some fabric she traded for last night. She doesn't think Wen Qing has a spell for measuring blood oxygenation. Maybe she should ask her to make one but it's a little late for that now, isn't it. 

Calm. Calmcalmcalm focus on her feet against the floor she's okay she can do this -

(Shit but she's forgetting to watch out for magic death monsters– nevermind no time for that now either the wizard students will or they won't and she has to focus on her job.) 

"Sophie," she says, with forced calm. "I need you to focus and - take some deep breaths with me, okay?" 

And to the New York kids still hovering, "- Hey. Sorry, you - had a question for me?" 

Deep breaths.

Sophie can do that.

Probably.

(They are not happy breaths.)

"Yeah, we need to know if she's sick with a natural illness or if someone did this to her.  - are you sure Shanghai's spell is making things better not worse -"

In the same moment, Wen Qing cuts the spell. "Not that one. --The sedatives seem useful but I don't want to experiment more while she's in a state this fragile-- why do we have the audience--"

"- Uh, it seems mixed? She was tracking me better than before, maybe? ...I don't know, I don't actually have any normal ICU meds or equipment here!" 

And to Wen Qing, "- I don't know? They hauled her in here and wanted to know if she's sick with a natural illness or if it could be that someone drained her life force? I have no idea how to tell!" 

She turns to them and turns on her best I-am-second-in-command-of-the-most-powerful-enclave-in-the-Sinosphere-and-you-will-listen-to-me voice. "You will be quiet or you will get out. We are trying to save this girl's life and we don't need the distraction."

.....Okay, wow, that's impressive. Like, ER charge nurse level impressive, despite the fact that Wen Qing is what, like, sixteen or seventeen? Wow. 

Marian starts priming IV tubing, since she hasn't yet had a chance to teach Wen Qing how to do that. If it were less of an emergency she could make this a Teaching Moment but now really doesn't seem like the time. 

Are we doing a glaring contest, two can do a glaring contest. "If we were sure you were irying to save her life, we'd delightedly leave."

What the hell is happening right now. 

"Hey everyone listen up and take a deep breath," Marian says in her calmest sweetest voice, the one she uses with patients who's she's deeply enraged with, "and please stand out of the way and be quiet for the next two minutes so I can get this set up, and after that you can explain to me what context I'm missing here. ...Wen Qing I don't mean you. I need you to go to my supply shelf and get the thermometer and the blood pressure cuff and take vital signs like I showed you too before. And start a notebook entry for her." 

They will stand there silently. They don't want to interfere with the nurse, they just want to prevent a murder! If necessary!

Wen Qing does as she's told but she still thinks these whoever they are shouldn't be in her infirmary. 

Bella finds Ribo after some hunting and brings her down to the infirmary.

"Hi, Bella said you needed me?"

"Yes. Need some of your diagnostic spells. This is Sophie, she's - well, she's obviously seriously ill - running a high fever, in shock, really low BP rapid heart rate - they're wanting to diagnose if it's just a bad flu or if someone malefice'd her? ...I suppose it's too much to ask that you can literally do a test for flu virus presence?" 

Pause. 

"- Also. Shit. Anyone here who's not a freshman won't have a flu vaccine for this year. ...If you haven't had a flu vaccine this year, don't touch her and find something to use as a mask over your face right away." For all the good that will do. 

Instead of that, the New York kid takes a step forward and breathes deeply of Sophie's face. "Not that I am delighted to get the flu but we really really want to know if she has it."

"I can test for viral load and signs of viral induced cell death. I don't know if that would be conclusive though maybe being drained suppresses the immune system. Mother hasn't studied that. I don't think I need to worry about the flu." She pulls out a small book and a magnifying glass before flipping through it.

"I will gladly get her blood injected in my veins if you stop distracting us while we're trying to save this girl's life!"

"...I don't think the flu is a blood illness! I guess you can check if she had AIDS that way!"

She is going to ignore them and fill out her notebook.

"Should I test for flu then? I can only really do one full body diagnostic unless someone else is giving me mana, but I could confine the flu test to a smaller area it would just be less conclusive."