Summon of The Sword novel 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.

"Are you sure you're a f*cking doctor? What on earth are you doing? Can't you diagnose my illness?"

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

He picked up the chair and was about to swing it at the doctor's head.

The doctor was horrified at the sight.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't you say you didn't have any strength? How can you do such a thing now?"

"As if I care!" the man roared as the chair was about to fall on the doctor's head.

The doctor could not dodge. He instinctively held his head to avoid a concussion or something.

At that crucial moment, a tall figure appeared before the doctor.

With a swoosh, the chair hit the man's arm and shattered into a pile of splinters.