Tight inside, loose outside

The hospital room was so quiet that it seemed unoccupied.

Victoria Garcia lay quietly on the white hospital bed, her eyes tightly shut.

Lynda Collins picked up the syringe in her hand, preparing to find a blood vessel to inject the drug. However, before the syringe could touch Victoria's skin, two people suddenly burst into the room, startling Lynda and making her tighten her grip on the syringe.

"The patient needs rest! I'm giving her an injection, and you just barge in like this! Have you thought about the consequences if something bad happens?" Lynda scolded loudly, trying to mask her panic.

The two completely ignored her words and approached her at the same time.

One of them roughly grabbed Lynda's hand without any courtesy.

Lynda tried to break free from the grip, but found that she couldn't even move her hand. Her panic grew, and she shouted louder at them, "Who are you? What do you want? If you don't let go, I'll call the security guard!"