Within the next hour, the bee infused with human blood fell ill way worse than before.
The injection wound swelled to a ridiculous size, and she began running a terrible fever that turned into chills just half an hour later. It became immediately clear that something was wrong, and while I hovered worriedly around while being entirely helpless, the Physicians did their best to stabilize the girl's state.
They cooled or warmed her up to keep her temperature as close to normal as possible, and used herbal medicines to combat the symptoms. Either thanks to this, or to the bee's own regeneration—she was a Beemarine, after all.
Eventually, the Physicians reported that although the bee was still feeling worse than before the injection, there seemed to be no immediate danger to her life.
