Although Charlie was lying on the bed, he was in good spirits. He waved his hands and said, “I’m okay. It’s just a broken rib. I’ve experienced all kinds of things doing farm work in the field back then. This minor injury is nothing.”
“Stop acting tough,” Sally said grumpily, “Do you think you’re still a young man in your 20s? Do you not know how old you are now? Don’t you think it’s time to change that attitude of yours?”
Jasper breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his parents were fine. He then asked, “What exactly happened?”
Charlie was just about to speak when the door of the ward was kicked open.
A young man walked in with a sullen and sinister expression, cursing at Charlie who was lying on the bed, “F*ck! This wretched old man isn’t dead yet?”
As soon as he said those words, the expressions of everyone in the ward sank.
Henry stood at the door and was ready to listen to Charlie’s story, though when he heard how brusque this idiot who came out of nowhere sounded, he burst out laughing in anger.
“Where did this idiot come from?”
When the young man detected the unfriendly gazes from the people in the ward, he sneered and said, “What? You think I’m scared because you have more people here? I can get two cars full of men over to end all of you any minute so don’t act tough in front of me.”
As he said those words, he swaggered up to Charlie and said, “Hey, you beggarly old man, I heard you refuse to let this matter drop and insist on suing me for assaulting you? I know what people like you are thinking about. Money, right?”
Having said that, he pulled out his wallet and drew out a stack of money. He tossed it on the hospital bed, sneering, “This 3,000 dollars is for your hospital fee. Go and withdraw the lawsuit or I’ll destroy your entire family.”
As soon as the words left his mouth, a punch had already landed on his face.
It was from Jasper.
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