The Great Medical Saint novel Chapter 250

500 thousand dollars?

Silas was nearly driven to madness by anger. He'd been framed into paying two million dollars in compensation to several patients before.

He knew he'd been framed, but he could only endure it.

He didn't expect that, after getting the legal paperwork and passing the health inspection, he'd still be fined 500 thousand dollars. If things went on like this, how could he still be a doctor?

His last shred of hope of being a doctor shattered, and he fell into despair.

He roared, "Fine? Fine, my ass! I'll fight you to the end!" As he spoke, he grabbed Jensen's collar and threw a punch at him. His fist landed on Jensen's nose.

Jensen's nose started bleeding, and he let out a shrill scream. The intense pain made his eyes water uncontrollably.

He shouted anxiously, "Hit him! You guys, beat him up!"

Several men rushed forward, grabbing Silas' waist and legs, and soon pinned him down on the floor.

Jensen wiped his nose and pointed at Silas as he yelled, "Hit him! Beat him to death! Fuck, how dare you hit me? Are you tired of living?"

Silas covered his head and curled up. He knew he couldn't escape a beating that day.

But he was unwilling to let it go and kept shouting, "Why? Why can't I just be a good doctor? I just want to be a doctor—one who treats people properly. Why can't I do that?"

The pain in Jensen's nose made him grit his teeth. Hearing Silas shouting, Jensen kicked him and said, "Are you out of your fucking mind? Being a doctor, you shouldn't get in other people's way of making money. You still dare to hit me, you maniac? Hit him! Hit him harder!"

Hearing their leader's command, the men started kicking.