The senior nurse held her shoulders with both hands, tears streaming down her own face now as she watched this young mother destroy herself from grief. "I'm so sorry," she said, her voice thick with genuine anguish. "I'm so, so sorry, Miss Lin. But you have to stop. You're going to bleed out if you don't stop moving."
"I don't care!" Lin Yueling screamed back, her voice breaking completely. "I don't care about me! I care about my son! Bring me my baby! Just bring me my baby!"
The doctor moved in with the sedative, a much stronger dose than they'd normally use because they needed her unconscious immediately before she bled to death from self-inflicted injuries. "Hold her arm steady," he commanded, and the junior nurse complied, pinning Lin Yueling's thrashing arm against the mattress while he found a vein and administered the injection.
