Prolog: Difficulties

At one moment, I never once believed that reincarnation and isekai was real. I enjoyed that thought of it being real as it made me prepare and accept death easier then others...

I just never realized that death would come this soon for me though.

*BAWOOOOOOOSSSHHHHH*

I hazely look around as a felt a warm liquid drip down my forehead. I watch as fire erupts from all around me inside the hospital. Screams are heard all around me as a loud siren screeched over the broken speakers.

I try to sit myself up, but I feel a sharp pain inside my abdomen. Ignoring the pain as the best I can, I make my way to my clients room as I do my best to follow protocol. I see my client on the bed in fear as they are scared and confused. My client then sees me limping in and they freak out.

"What are you doing?!? Your bleeding and injured, you should of evacuated!"

I look towards them and smile weakly.

"Company protocol, I can't abandon my clients, even if injured. Let's get you out of here and into safety."

Lucky for me, the hospital is only two stories and I'm on the first floor. I help my client out of the bed and sit them into their wheel chair. I start to wheel my client past the debris and flames around us, while doing so, I also keep my eye out for any potential survivors. Sadly, it appears a few clients and coworkers weren't so lucky...

Parts of charred bodies and blood pools could be see just about everywhere I look. Screams could still be heard inside the hospital as we make our way out. Once we get a fire exit, I notice a bed is flipped over at the exit, blocking our escape.

"Shit... Give me a mom *Cough* *Cough* *Cough*..."

I Cough blood into my hand as my head starts to spin. Growling, I slap my face to reorient myself. The smoke and my injuries are getting to me. I need to finish this quickly.

I look to my client and I can see they aren't doing well either. I make my way to the bed and grab a hold of it. Using what's left of my endless adrenaline, I somehow managed to drag the bed away from the door so we could finally exit. I look back to the client and see them looking at my in shock. I give him a faint, but reassuring smile.

"We are getting out of here, don't you worry about it!"

I get behind their wheelchair and push them to the door. I grab the handle and swinging it open, letting us and the trapped smoke out. The outdoor light blinds me as my eyes readjust. I could see firefighters, cops, SWAT at the exit as a group of firefighters rush towards me. I smile weakly as I and my client make our way to them. Once near my eyesight starts to fade as my body starts to give out. I notice the group starts to quickly make it to me as I drop to the ground.

I could see one rush my client away to a nearby tent and the group trying to speak to me, but I couldn't hear anything anymore. One firefighter was a tomboyish chick that was cute. I chuckle sadly as I thought to myself.

'Dang, sucks I never got to experience a relationship in this life... I hope I won't be this unlucky in my next life. If I somehow make it out of this, then I surely need to get her number...'

The group of firefighters watch as the male nurse dies on spot, with a blood spot on his abdomen. A firefighter checks, but his eyes widen in horror. A pipe was seen protruding from the stomach as multiple different burns surrounded the wound.

The nurse had suffered many wounds on the head, stomach, and ribs. He died due to blood loss, but in the end did what he did best in, saving and caring for his clients.

The client in turn though, did honor the nurse as they went and told their children and grandchildren to be just like the brave nurse that sacrificed himself to protect him and be there always for their clients. He viewed that nurse as a real defender, a unstoppable shield for the helpless.