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

swearing when the kick interrupted him, and he screamed in pain. He touched his lips and felt something wet and

feet. "You're hitting me again, motherfuckers? Come

at Pierre all at once. They pinned him to the floor and started beating him with fists

kicks rained down on him so hard that he couldn't get

dad, and

trembling with pain, echoing in the cramped elevator. The thuds of punches and kicks mixed with his

elevator kept going up, heading

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

the guards snapped, "Shout all you want and curse all you like! There are no patients here. No one is

dare you to kill

round of beating Pierre. Eventually, they were

was sprawled on the ground. He couldn't even hold his head anymore, but he still

counting every punch and every kick you

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

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