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.

f*cking doctor? What on earth are you

looked troubled and was about to answer the man when the man unceremoniously flipped the table in front of

up the chair and was about

horrified

have any strength? How can you do

the man roared as the

held his head to avoid a concussion or

a tall figure appeared before

hit the man’s arm and shattered

of wood fell, the doctor took a good look at the figure and yelled

“Dr. Lennon!”

nodded slowly and glanced at the man in

here for medical treatment. Tell everyone to back off so they don’t get

said that, the “patient” in front of

go easy on him. He flipped something on the ground with his toe,

whacked the man

the man with a bleeding head fell