"Slap—Bang!"
Jiang Chen raised his hand and slapped Liu Ping across the face, then kicked him, sending him flying and toppling several other medical staff.
He then shouted at Lin Zhiyan, "Your grandfather is sick, and are you sick too? I've just finished administering the acupuncture, and you can't even wait a couple of minutes?"
The shout jolted Lin Zhiyan, who then glared at Jiang Chen, "Fine, I'll give you five minutes!"
"Miss Lin, don't believe him..."
Liu Ping had just picked himself up from the ground, trembling in pain, holding his face and still screaming.
But just then, a medical staff member next to the monitoring equipment shouted out, "Oh my goodness, heavens!"
"What's going on?"
Liu Ping and the others were stunned, turned their heads to look, and their eyes immediately widened in disbelief: "My heavens..."
