Sayon, South District hospital.
"Ah... Damn! Don't you fuckers know how to be more gentle!? Are you asking for death!? Bring another doctor over! Get the fuck out of my sight!"
"Get out! All of you get out!!!"
"White Mitchell! Once my grandfather comes back from the Martial Department, I'm going to rip you into a thousand pieces!!!"
From inside the operating room, the ongoing roars of Hans Weiden could be heard, causing the hearts of the Jones Family members outside to flutter anxiously.
With a gulp, Old Madam Jones couldn't help but swallow, her heart in her throat.
She understood very clearly, if Hans Weiden held a grudge against their family for this incident, then the Jones Family would truly have no place to be buried.
With these thoughts in mind, Old Madam Jones couldn't help but remind Snowden Jones and the others: "All of you better be more alert. You have to let Mr. Weiden know we're not in league with White Mitchell!"
