Mysterious Emergency

As soon as I saw my own blood, I cried out for help. I probably should have tried to determine the source first, but I guess I panicked.

From behind me a woman appeared and spotted the blood. “Are you okay? Maybe I can help.”

“Are you a nurse?” She didn't look like a nurse, whatever that's supposed to mean.

She glared at me, as if to suggest, 'Does it really matter? You're bleeding.'

At that moment blood started gushing from several places.

The woman pulled out her phone and told me, “You're going to need more than a nurse.”