The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 912

Dean, Drew, Dustin, and Graeme hauled Pierre away. As Pierre struggled to break free, he was blabbering all the foul language imaginable.

He fought back like a 50-year-old woman, laying into the security guards' mothers with all kinds of insults.

As the patients and their families walked by, they shook their heads at this sight. "This person's gone too far. The things he said are horrible."

"Is he really a doctor? He has no manners at all."

"A hospital is meant to help people, not for spitting out all these awful insults. It just drags the whole place down."

"He must've lost his mind. I've never heard anyone swear like that."

The four security guards looked exasperated as if they had been hit with a ton of bricks. They hurried into the elevator.

As the elevator doors closed, they let go of their hands and dropped Pierre on the floor, making the elevator shake.

Pierre clenched his teeth in pain.

still cursing when one of

interrupted him, and he screamed in pain. He touched his lips and felt something wet and slimy. He raised his hand to check it out and saw that it was covered in bright

feet. "You're hitting me again, motherfuckers? Come on! Hit me harder. If you don't do it today, I'll

Drew, Dustin, and Graeme exchanged glances before charging at Pierre all at once. They pinned him to the floor and started beating him with fists and

punches and kicks rained

even nastier. "Fuck your mother, fuck your sisters, fuck your dad, and I even fuck your grandparents! W-Who kicked my

cursing became even more miserable, his voice trembling with pain, echoing in the cramped elevator. The thuds of punches and

kept going up, heading straight

door opened, the four guards hauled Pierre out by his legs, as if they were dragging a dead body

"Shout all you want and curse all you like! There are no patients here. No one is going to hear

cursed through the pain, "Damn you! I dare you to kill me! If you all can't take my life, you all are just my

started another round of beating Pierre. Eventually, they were out of

ground. He couldn't even hold his head anymore, but he still

punch and every kick you throw. I'm noting it all down, every single one of

kicked me 15 times and punched me 24 times, Dean. Then, Drew

40 kicks. You kicked