Christopher Yard arrived at the People's Hospital and was about to enter when suddenly two people blocked his way. One of them took out a phone and seemed to be looking at something on it. Soon, that person looked at the other person beside him, who was wearing sunglasses, and nodded as if to say, "It's him." Christopher Yard looked at the two people in front of him, feeling confused. He didn't expect that there would be people guarding the hospital. Are they preventing people from seeking medical treatment? What's going on? However, Christopher Yard quickly realized that he had misunderstood because he saw that these two people were not actually stopping the person next to him. They were only blocking him. Frowning, Christopher Yard thought it would be better to clarify the situation first. So he reluctantly said, "Excuse me, why are you stopping me? I need to go into the hospital, I have something to do." One of the men, wearing a green flower T-shirt and a mohawk hairstyle, sneered when he heard Christopher Yard's words. "I don't like your face, do I need a reason? If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave later."The other person beside him also laughed and looked disdainfully at Christopher Yard, as if he wanted to see him begging for mercy. Upon hearing this, Christopher Yard's face immediately darkened. A cold and sinister look flashed in his eyes, as if they were sharp blades, and he aimed his gaze directly at the chests of the two men. When the two men saw Christopher Yard's expression, for some unknown reason, their bodies trembled and involuntarily took two steps back, as if they had seen a demon. "If any of you block my way again, I'll cripple you!" With a cold sweep of his eyes at the two people who were previously sneering but now had a hint of fear on their faces, Christopher Yard walked straight through the middle of them. The two men didn't dare to stop him. "F*ck, how dare you act tough with me... Ah!" The man wearing the green shirt and sporting a mohawk hairstyle cursed as he watched Christopher Yard's figure. He clenched his fist tightly, and the sound of bones crossing each other could be heard. He quickly launched a punch towards Christopher Yard's back, leaving behind faint afterimages and a gust of wind.Christopher Yard instantly realized this. In the moment he turned his head, his right hand moved and gripped the man's fist. With a gentle twist, a cracking sound immediately came from the man's fist. "Crack!" As Christopher Yard twisted the man's arm, he kicked him directly, causing the man to fly backwards like a cannonball. When he landed on the ground, a faint trace of dust rose from his body. After struggling for a few meters, he left a clear mark and then passed out. All these changes happened in just three or four seconds. The man next to him, wearing sunglasses, immediately trembled and his legs went weak, causing him to kneel down: "Boss, we didn't know you were so powerful. Please forgive us, don't bother with me anymore." After saying this, the man with sunglasses hurriedly kowtowed to Christopher Yard. In his heart, he regretted their actions. Normally, they could easily handle four people, but if they were to face the punk in front of them, they would probably be defeated. The fact that he had just witnessed was the best proof.Christopher Yard coldly swept his gaze over the man who had provoked him. "Kowtow one hundred times. If you kowtow less..." "I will kowtow, I will kowtow..." Hearing Christopher Yard's words, the man's body trembled again and he immediately started kowtowing. With each kowtow, a clear sound could be heard from the ground... Christopher Yard looked at the man kowtowing with indifference, showing no sympathy. Since he had provoked him, there was a price to pay. He vaguely sensed who had sent these two men, and as for their purpose, Christopher Yard had a rough idea. Afterwards, Christopher Yard entered the hospital and went to the rooms of the patients who had been bitten by the mud ants. This time, Christopher Yard was once again puzzled. He saw five or six middle-aged men in their fifties. As soon as they saw Christopher Yard, tears immediately streamed down their faces. They all rushed towards him, grabbing his clothes and saying: "You owe Chris's life! If it weren't for you, Chris wouldn't have ended up like this. You're a quack, a quack!""Chris could have been saved. Huang the Divine Doctor could have used a method to remove the toxins from Chris's body, but because of the silver needle you used, Chris lost his life." "Quack doctor, how dare you call yourself a 'medical practitioner' and come here to save people? Do you have no shame? I want you to pay with your life for what you did to Chris!" "..." Two middle-aged women with slightly graying hair rushed forward and started hitting Christopher Yard upon seeing him. Christopher Yard, who had no idea what was going on, didn't know how to react for a moment. However, when Christopher Yard caught a glimpse of the few patients inside, his face immediately changed. The skin of these patients had become dry and wrinkled, as if they had lost a lot of moisture. This surprised Christopher Yard, as Huang Lianzhong had claimed to use a method of detoxification to cure these patients. But their blood seemed to have been drained. What was going on? Fortunately, these people only had pale faces, sweaty skin, and rapid breathing. They were currently in a state of unconsciousness. It seemed that Huang Lianzhong didn't dare to go too far, so these patients were still alive. The parents of these patients had a faint trace of gray in their hair. In that instant, Christopher Yard thought of his own parents. They must be worried about him, just like these people worried about their own parents. With this in mind, Christopher Yard took a deep breath. He must cure these patients, and he must punish Huang Lianzhong. Christopher Yard would not let off a doctor who disregarded the safety of his patients. While Christopher Yard was lost in his thoughts, he didn't stop the middle-aged man next to him from hitting him. He sighed and let them vent their anger for now. After all, they were the parents of the patients, and they were also pitiful. "Christopher Yard, look at the mess you've caused."