Malgorth
After a moment, the nurse removed the thermometer, reading the temperature with a soft tone. She said, "No fever. That's good. Now, I'll check your blood pressure." She wrapped the cuff around Li Na's arm and listened to the rhythmic pulse of the machine.
Li Na watched the nurse's every move, her scared eyes still looking towards the door. She felt uneasy, as if that shadowy figure was waiting for her outside.
Several minutes passed, and gradually, she began to relax. "Maybe I was just too tired," she thought, "maybe that's why I started to see things."
"Before we continue, dear," the nurse began, "I'll need to record your name in our records. Could you please tell me your name and grade?"
Li Na shared her name, and grade.
The nurse jotted down the details on a piece of paper, a part of the infirmary's makeshift filing system. Each sheet bore the marks of countless students who had come to the infirmary.