*WOOO—! BLIP! WOOO—! BLIP!*
Harsh! Piercing! Like steel nails raking the heart!
The life monitor beside the bed blared crimson! The erratic green EKG line convulsed violently on-screen, its peaks threatening to breach the display before plunging downward, only to surge maniacally again!
Alarms shredded the air!
"Cardiac arrhythmia! Blood pressure collapsing! O2 saturation plummeting! Seventy-five! Seventy! Sixty-five—!" A nurse shrieked at the screen, hands clapped over her helmet visor as if the alarm detonated inside her skull.
"Cordiamine injection! Increased dosage! Stat!" another doctor yelled, voice trembling, sleeve smearing a bloody blur across his fogged visor.
On the stark white bed—Tiedan’s son.
The child saved mere hours before by Zhang Chi and Yang Xiaochuan’s Hu
