An Yuwei's panic did not abate.
She flailed, kicking slightly at anyone who came too close. "No! Don't touch me! No—don't ruin my face more! Don't let anyone touch me!" she screamed, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Brother Long grabbed her gently but firmly by the shoulders. "Yuwei! You have to let us help you. This isn't going to heal itself. Trust me. Just a little patience, and we'll take care of you."
"I… I don't trust anyone!" she yelled, her voice breaking. "My face… my career… everything! What if it's all gone?!"
The medical staff quickly guided her to a treatment room, where sterile lights glared down at her. She shrieked, shoving at the table, trying to escape. "No! No! Don't touch me! I don't want anyone to ruin me more than this—don't!"
Brother Long followed closely, trying to calm her as nurses prepared treatment materials. "Yuwei… you're safe here. They are going to soothe the burn first. Calm down and let them do their job."
