Shane’s eyes narrowed, and he immediately knocked down the door with a kick. “What are you doing?”
The doctor was stunned when he realized he was caught red-handed. After tossing the empty syringe aside, he ran toward the door and tried to escape by pushing Shane away.
Shane knew what he had in mind. Before he could run away, Shane kicked him right in the abdomen.
The doctor fell to the ground and grimaced in pain.
Shane checked on Mrs. Wilson and realized she was lying unconscious on the bed. He then walked up to the doctor and stomped his foot on the doctor’s chest. “Who sent you? Who?”
The doctor looked at Shane with a pair of bloodshot eyes. He was in so much pain that he could not speak at all.
Shane’s frown deepened, and he exerted more pressure on the doctor’s chest.
The doctor shrieked in excruciating pain.
“What happened, Mr. Thompson?” The commotion had drawn the attention of the people outside the ward.
Shane did not respond to the question. Instead, he instructed, “Bring in the security guards, and call the cops!”
The manager took a glance at the doctor, who was pinned to the ground. Upon noticing the suspicious look on the man’s face, he nodded and replied, “Okay!”
Soon, the security guards arrived with Jackson.
Jackson asked, “What’s wrong?”
“This man tried injecting air into Mrs. Wilson’s IV drip.” Seeing that the doctor had fainted, Shane kicked him aside.
“What?” Jackson’s expression turned grim.
How dare he!
“Go and check on Mrs. Wilson now,” Shane ordered.
Jackson nodded and walked toward the bed.
After a thorough checkup, Jackson heaved a sigh of relief. “Mrs. Wilson is fine.”
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