As Yinlan's grip on the nurse loosened, the nurse, perturbed by Yinlan's sudden burst of strength, took a moment to assess the situation. Why should she be bothered by this? There was work to be done, tasks that demanded her attention.
"You should have stayed asleep," the nurse chided, her tone laced with a sinister undertone. She advanced towards Yinlan with a syringe in hand, a tool of compliance in the face of resistance. If Yinlan had remained asleep, the nurse would have injected medicine into the glucose bottle, but now that Yinlan was awake, a more direct approach seemed necessary.
In the struggle that followed, Yinlan's mind grappled with the inexplicable emergence of the dark cloud. Her attention snapped back to reality when she realized the nurse's intention to inject her. Acting on instinct, she pushed the nurse away, evading the impending intrusion.
