After a resounding thud, they watched the bullet being forced out of Zhang Beixing's body.
In that instant, the world seemed to hit pause.
Lin Siqi's sobs caught in her throat. She stared blankly at Zhang Beixing, her delicate face etched with utter confusion.
The doctors in charge of the emergency treatment were dumbstruck, as if struck by lightning.
They stood frozen, gazing at Zhang Beixing, their eyes vacant.
CLANG—
The sound wasn't particularly loud. But in the pin-drop silence of the scene, it resonated like thunder rolling through the highest heavens, jolting everyone from their stupor.
Zhou Zhenghua's mouth fell open, his brain completely ceasing to function at the sight. He didn't even think; based purely on instinct, he blurted out,
"FUCK!"
"What in the actual hell is going on?!"
