Xiuying was on her way to the counter when she saw a commotion from a distance. Because of her face mask, no one really recognized or paid attention to her. She blended in quite well.
Xiuying's ears peaked up when she heard the conversation between two patients.
''She has lost her mind again. She always does this when the nurses refuse to give her cigarette.''
''I know… this is a hospital and there are a lot of patients, but she always want to smoke in the sitting area. We are all patients here but she just seems to want things her way.''
''Does she think this is her house?''
Xiuying smirked and tilted her sunglasses a little to look at the patient in question. The patient was holding a surgical knife threatening the nurses.
''Don't come closer. Get me a pack of cigarette or I will kill myself. Let's see if you can clean the blood that will spill here…'' The patient threatened.
