He suddenly felt a tightness in his heart, reached his small hand over cautiously to her neck artery—no pulse.
Bang!
The hot water cup dehydrated and fell to the ground, water splashing everywhere, the cup rolling under the bed.
"Iria!" James Xavier shouted urgently, "Someone! Help..."
Staff rushed in, nurses rushed in, Olivia Parker also hurried over upon hearing...
It was all too late.
By the time the nurses brought the defibrillator, Olivia Parker had already straightened up, raised her wrist to check the time.
"Iria Lindsay, April 19th, 1:34 AM, resuscitation failed, dead!"
At this time, the second inspection had been completed, the hospital alarm lifted, and staff and patients began to return to their activities.
Due to timely handling and because Cold Little Devil had already made arrangements beforehand, throughout the entire process, aside from Iria Lindsay, no other patient experienced an accident, and the medical staff were safe and sound.
"How's Iria?"
