The alarm blared!
After Xu Changshan coughed up blood, his heartbeat stopped.
Xu Xinyi and her mother ran over like madwomen.
Meanwhile, the door to the ward was abruptly slammed open by the medical staff rushing in.
"Quick! Prepare for cardiopulmonary resuscitation!"
At the doctor's command, they swiftly put on oxygen masks.
The nurse immediately used scissors to cut open the gauze near the chest, revealing the bruised, swollen, and still-bleeding wound.
Sizzle... thump!
Sizzle... thump!
The doctor repeatedly used a defibrillator, delivering electric shocks.
On the ECG monitor, the flat line wavered only when shocked, but at all other times, it remained flat.
Xu Xinyi's mother had already fainted from crying. She covered her mouth, standing to the side with tears, looking especially pitiful.
Wu Jie stepped aside to think, furrowing his brows.
"He couldn't have been angered to death by just a few words, could he?"
