Getting back (1)

"Sorry, you can't go in." The guards guarding Yan Shu's room stopped the person who was covered in all black trying to enter the room.

Yan Shu smiled under the hood. She took out needles from pockets and sneakily jabbed them in the guard's neck at a speed that the latter didn't even had time to react.

Soon, he fell on the ground, completely unconscious. 

Yan Shu rubbed her palms as she dusted him off. With a smirk on her face, she entered the room and copied the recording in her phone.

Her gaze fell on her pale self-laid on the patient bed. She touched her face with her trembling fingers.