Chapter 790: Calm is a must. Chapter 790: Calm is a must. The person across from her pulled out a knife and aimed to slash her own arm, Wu Lixuan got scared and panicked, her hands without much thought went straight to grab the other’s wrist: “Don’t be rash, if you have something to say, just say it, why do you want to die?”
“What’s the point of me living, nobody wants me anymore.” Li Yaxi said while crying.
“Someone does want you, I want you, okay? I want you!” Wu Lixuan yelled with all her strength.
Li Yaxi’s eyes stared blankly at her: Was she wanted by someone?
Wu Lixuan took the opportunity to press down on the other’s wrist, and it seemed like she was about to successfully prevent the tragedy.
Suddenly, a voice came from the doorway: “What happened here?”
A few people turned their heads.
Standing at the doorway of the ward was Lin Hao, his complexion blank as he stared at the two of them. Then, his gaze fell upon the fruit knife they were struggling over, and his pupils shrank to a circle.
Seeing his drastically changed face, Li Yaxi became panic-stricken, waving the knife in her hand: “Don’t come over here!”
She didn’t want him to come over, she regretted it, she didn’t want him to see her in this ugly state.
“Put the knife down!” Lin Hao shouted at her with furrowed brows.
“Doctor Lin, calm down, don’t yell at her,” Wu Lixuan, to the point of extreme nervousness, turned back and implored him to not make any rash moves.
Lin Hao had no choice but to stop in his tracks, his eyes fixed on Li Yaxi across from him.
In his eyes, there was no concern, no smile, only full-blown anger at her. Li Yaxi knew she couldn’t put the knife down, she didn’t want to live, she truly didn’t want to live anymore. With one motion, she raised the knife.
The other two yelled.
The scene reached a peak of chaos, several hands desperately grappling for the knife in mid-air, the tip of the knife waving erratically, and in that moment no one could see clearly what happened, suddenly it had pierced into something.
Everyone was stunned.
Li Yaxi screamed sharply with a “ah” sound, releasing the hand that held the knife.
The tip of the knife was embedded in human flesh, blood quickly staining the clothes red. Wu Lixuan looked down to see the knife stuck in her own body, a feeling of faintness and unbearable pain caused her vision to darken, and she could only brace herself against the end of the bed as she slowly slumped down.
The young girl lying in the bed, Ma Yunli, was gasping for breath.
The incident had happened so suddenly, Lin Hao felt as if a bomb had exploded above his head, with a boom, the world seemed to have collapsed, everywhere filled with a hazy, smoky void.
“I didn’t, I didn’t stab her,” Li Yaxi sat on the ground kicking and screaming as if she was a child crying, “It was her, she moved her hand, it was her own–”
Completely out of strength, Wu Lixuan collapsed onto the ground with a thump.
Lin Hao responded to the sound, turned around and knelt beside her, reaching out to pat her face: “Hey, what’s wrong with you!”
The monitor screamed with incessant beeping alerts.
Thud thud thud, two people stormed into the cardiology ward like a hurricane racing to bed 32. Patients along the corridor who witnessed this were shocked: “Doctor?”
Xie Wanying and Song Xueling ran breathlessly, sprinting from the ninth floor down to the second-floor ward entrance, in an instant, their four eyes swept the scene inside: Shock!
Song Xueling’s breath caught in his throat, always calm and collected, he nearly passed out from the sight: What in the world was this, had his patient committed murder?
Standing side by side with him, Xie Wanying’s mind went blank, then she forced herself to vigorously shake her head. The incident with her former senior sister had taught her that no matter what, she needed to stay calm. Her eyes suddenly widened to properly see: there were three patients. One had a knife in her abdomen, another’s monitor was blaring an alarm, and another seemed to have been mentally shocked.