His shoulder slammed hard into Yang Meiling's side.
The force was so great that she staggered a few steps, nearly falling.
Within seconds, the person had already rushed out of the hospital room.
Fei Jin's first reaction was to stop the poisoning; catching the culprit was secondary.
His eyes immediately scanned the IV bag and the three-way stopcock, checking if the drug had been injected.
Seeing no abnormalities in the tubing, the anxiety in his heart eased slightly.
He shot out a hand and firmly grabbed Yang Meiling, who was right beside him!
With a forceful twist of his wrist, he precisely locked her arm, using his other hand to shove her toward the wall.
Song Chenglu didn't look back, practically scrambling as she fled to the end of the dim hallway.
Her steps were unsteady, her shoes scraping shrilly against the floor.
She nearly fell several times, only managing to stay upright by bracing herself against the wall.
