The clamor in the hallway gradually quieted down after a cleaver appeared at Mo Shangjun's throat.
The security guards surrounded the door, obviously not accustomed to the spectacle of a hostage situation, all a bit flustered.
Nurses, doctors, patients, and their families turned the hallway into a chaotic scene, but most kept a certain distance from this particular sickroom.
There were also those without common sense who even surrounded the outside, taking videos with their phones.
Lu Yang, watching this unexpected scene unfold, estimated the distance between him and the robber and the likelihood of knocking out the robber with the book in his hand. When his gaze inadvertently brushed past Mo Shangjun, being used as a hostage, he was taken aback by the utter lack of agitation on her face. At most, her expression conveyed disdain and speechlessness, absent of any conscious reaction typical of a hostage.
