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Chapter 94 Courting death!(2/2)

After Wang Fugui was knocked to the ground, he suddenly felt dizzy. He sat on the ground blankly for a while and finally saw the person who beat him clearly in front of him.

"You, you bitch dare to hit me?" Wang Fugui pointed at Jiang Shaotian and cursed, his face turning pale with anger!

"Hitting you is just a small lesson! How dare you do such a dirty thing in a hospital in broad daylight? You are really looking for death!"

Jiang Shaotian picked up the golden needle and spat on his face with disdain.

"Fart, I didn't steal your golden needle. This damn woman brought it. She said she wanted to give me the needle, and she even tried to seduce me!"

Wang Fugui struggled to get up and pointed at the crying Xiao Luo.

"Director Jiang, I don't have it, it's not me! The golden needle was given to me by Director Wang. He said that he wanted me to treat Vice President Wang, otherwise he would kick me out of the acupuncture department... Wuwu!" Xiao Luo said with a look on his face.

He cried aggrievedly.

"Dad, dad... Jiang Shaotian, do you dare to hit my dad?"

Wang Tian suddenly shouted and rushed in, raised his stethoscope and smashed Jiang Shaotian on the back of the head.

"No……"

When Wang Fugui saw that it was his son, he quickly shouted to stop him.

Unfortunately, he still shouted too late!

"court death!!"

The back of Jiang Shaotian's head seemed to have eyes. Before the stethoscope could fall down, he turned around and launched a roundhouse kick, kicking Wang Tian, ​​who had sneaked up on him, out the door.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Wang Tian and the glass door fell together on the corridor outside. They were all smashed to pieces and screamed like a slaughtered pig.

"Wang Tian, ​​you are really lawless! Regardless of the patient's life or death, you pushed him out of the operating room privately, took away the golden needle I stuck between his eyebrows, and even imagined killing me to silence me. You are really good at it!"

Jiang Shaotian took three steps at a time, walked to the corridor outside and cursed loudly.

Wang Tian covered his painful abdomen, vomited a mouthful of blood on the ground and cursed: "You, you fart! Who said I stole your golden needle? Do you have any evidence?"
Chapter completed!
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