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.

He was still cursing when one of the guards

he screamed in pain. He touched his lips and felt something wet and

and scrambled to his feet. "You're hitting me again, motherfuckers? Come on! Hit me harder. If you don't

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

up, but the punches and kicks rained down on him so

fuck your dad, and I even fuck your

in the cramped elevator. The thuds of punches and kicks mixed

kept going up, heading straight

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

want and curse all you like! There are

the pain, "Damn you! I dare you

of beating Pierre. Eventually, they were out

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

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

punched me 24 times, Dean. Then, Drew punched me 15 times and kicked me 30

40 kicks. You kicked me four times and