How could Abigail stay sane for long? Her disease was serious for a reason. She had no idea when her next phase would be. Like right now, she had assumed originally she would at least get a few days before mania started.
But… To her misfortune, by the next morning, Abigail had already transformed into an extremely excited, maniacal person. She was akin to a personified form of excitement itself. Even the nurses were frightened and trembled upon seeing her antics.
How?
Let's start from early morning.
When the nurse entered to check up on the patient, the moment her eyes glanced at the young lady, who was jumping around in the room with the glucose and blood bag in her hand, she received a fright. The woman was even daring to sing loudly, creating lots of noise.
"Lady!" The nurse quickly went over and snatched the items and forced Abigail to sit on the bed. "What are you doing?"
"Eh?" Abigail blinked innocently and said, "I was dancing."
