Yun Ya withdrew his hand and said indifferently, "Bring your head nurse here."
The young nurse was somewhat confused, "Miss, may I ask what's the matter?"
Yun Ya did not answer, but instead sent out a text message.
"Yun Ya, what's going on?" Zhuang Xiyue asked worriedly.
Yan Song's gaze fell on the syringe in the nurse's hand, could it be...
Wei Qing hurried in soon after.
"What happened?"
Yun Ya pointed at the syringe in the nurse's hand, "Is this Vitamin C?"
Wei Qing walked over, snatched the syringe from the nurse's hand, pulled out the stopper, and sniffed it carefully, her face immediately changed color.
A faint smile played at the corners of Yun Ya's mouth.
Zhuang Xiyue immediately asked, "What's the matter? Is there something wrong with this medicine?"
"It's not Vitamin C; it's potassium chloride," Wei Qing said with a very ugly expression.
