There was already a huge slap mark on the woman’s cheek, and her whole face began to swell.
She sorrowfully covered her face and glared tearfully at Zander.
“You slapped me. How dare you slap me? Even my father never slapped me!”
“You fool! Mr. Lennon is treating the patient. Don’t disturb him. How could you do something so stupid? Are you trying to kill your grandfather? You stupid pig. Seeing your face now angers me.
“Make a noise or move again. I’ll ruin your f*cking face in a minute!”
The young doctor went up to Zander and demanded an explanation.
“How could you do this to Eleanor? I won’t tolerate such a thing from you.”
As soon as he said it, Zander slapped him onto the ground.
“Shut your f*cking mouth and leave us alone. Or I’ll give you a few kicks.”
Threatened with violence, the woman and the doctor dared not move again.
Sean slowly pulled out the needles.
The old man’s pale face turned even paler.
After coughing violently several times, he coughed up a lot of blood.
“Grandpa!” The woman jumped up in fear at this, and she was about to pounce at Sean.
“You quack. You killed my grandfather! I’m going to kill you!”
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