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.

one of the

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

and scrambled to his feet. "You're hitting me again, motherfuckers? Come on! Hit

all at once.

the punches and kicks rained down on him

even nastier. "Fuck your mother, fuck your sisters, fuck your dad,

the cramped elevator. The thuds of punches and kicks mixed with his screams, making

heading straight to the

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

curse all you like! There are no patients here. No

curled up, his hands covering his head. He cursed through the pain, "Damn you! I dare

started another round of beating Pierre. Eventually, they

even

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

me 24 times, Dean. Then, Drew punched me

kept kicking me, and that's 40 kicks. You kicked me four times and