Yūdai was babbling now. The nurse didn't know who "he" was or what Yūdai thought he was up to, but it didn't matter; it wasn't her job to deconstruct the patient's paranoid conspiracy theories. Right now, she had to focus on getting him calmed down, by whatever means necessary.
The orderlies bought her the time she needed. As they held off Yūdai's surprisingly vicious attacks, the nurse scrambled to get a needle ready. The men took a few punches, but with their bulk and with the poor angle of attack that Yūdai was restricted to, the hits barely fazed them. They strengthened their grip, taking hold of the patient's arms more securely once they had the opportunity to.
The nurse sighed. "The truth, Yūdai, is that you're still very sick — and worse than we thought," said the nurse with genuine disappointment as she flicked the end of the needle. An orderly held out the young man's bare lower arm for her. With reluctance, she took Yūdai's wrist and plunged the needle in.
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The orderlies bought her the time she needed. As they held off Yūdai's surprisingly vicious attacks, the nurse scrambled to get a needle ready. The men took a few punches, but with their bulk and with the poor angle of attack that Yūdai was restricted to, the hits barely fazed them. They strengthened their grip, taking hold of the patient's arms more securely once they had the opportunity to.
The nurse sighed. "The truth, Yūdai, is that you're still very sick — and worse than we thought," said the nurse with genuine disappointment as she flicked the end of the needle. An orderly held out the young man's bare lower arm for her. With reluctance, she took Yūdai's wrist and plunged the needle in.