Liang Zhao Kui hurried to the entrance of Observation Room 3, only to see a tall, young doctor with slicked-back hair pressing fully charged defibrillator paddles against the patient's chest.
Holy shit!
The sight sent a jolt through Liang Zhao Kui. He yelled frantically, "Don't! Stop—"
The words had barely left his lips when the powerful current surged through the patient. The man's one-hundred-eighty-pound body shot several inches into the air before falling back limply onto the bed.
Liang Zhao Kui's expression turned livid, and his eyes were murderous.
"Well, we've got a heartbeat..."
But the triumphant announcement did nothing to soften Liang Zhao Kui's expression.
He strode to the bedside, grabbed the young doctor by the arm and shoved him aside, then pulled the nearby ultrasound machine closer.
The young doctor stumbled back several steps from the force of the shove before regaining his balance.
