The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 2077

5 p.m. the next day.

The doctor at the clinic looked worriedly at the man before him, and he felt powerless for the first time.

“Does it hurt here?”

“It hurts like hell.”

“What about here?”

“Ahhh! Don’t touch it, bastard. It hurts!”

The doctor, who suffered another slap from the patient, felt for the first time that what Sean had taught him was useless. The patient before him was too difficult.

“How about this?” The doctor chuckled awkwardly at the patient. “I’ll get Dr. Lennon and ask him to diagnose you.”

Hearing this, the man in front of the doctor immediately lost his temper.

a f*cking doctor? What on earth are you doing? Can’t you

and was about to answer the man when the man unceremoniously flipped the table

up the chair and was about to

doctor was horrified

you say you didn’t have any strength?

I care!” the man roared as the chair

dodge. He instinctively held his head to avoid a concussion

that crucial moment, a tall figure

the chair hit the man’s arm and shattered into

doctor took a good look at the figure and yelled

“Dr. Lennon!”

nodded slowly and glanced at the man

for medical treatment. Tell everyone to back off so they

that, the “patient” in front of Sean picked up a pen and suddenly stabbed toward Sean’s

would go easy on him. He flipped something on the ground with his toe, and a wooden chair leg left intact fell

whacked the man with

a bleeding head fell onto the