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.

when one of the guards kicked him in

felt something wet and slimy. He raised his hand to check it

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

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

the punches and kicks rained down on him so

got even nastier. "Fuck your mother, fuck your sisters, fuck your dad, and I even fuck your grandparents!

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

elevator kept going up, heading straight

they were dragging a dead body Blood spilled out of

and curse all you like! There are no

cursed through the pain, "Damn you! I dare you to kill me!

guards started another round of beating

sprawled on the ground. He couldn't even

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

Dean. Then, Drew punched me 15 times and kicked

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