They declared the baby dead… and she stormed in with a bucket of ice – mynraa

She did not pour the ice over him.
She pulled the metal bassinet closer, yanked away the warmed blanket, and began arranging the cubes around the baby’s body, leaving his face uncovered.

Her hands shook so badly that two pieces fell and skidded across the floor.
Still, she kept working, building a ring of cold around him with the stubborn precision of someone following memory, not courage.