"Roar..."
Jiang Sihai's face strained with bulging veins, and his skin took on a sinister dark blue hue.
He let out a roar, his hands gripping Doctor Du's throat and shaking him violently.
"Ah... Help!"
Doctor Du, being old and an ordinary person, could not withstand such brutal violence.
His eyes rolling back, he cried out loudly for help.
"Dad..."
"Uncle..."
Jiang Chuchu and Jiang Xiaohao were both stunned.
Hadn't Doctor Du said that the sickness would improve once these few needles were in place?
Why was it getting worse?
"Quick, pull my dad off!"
Finally reacting, Jiang Chuchu yelled towards the men in black at the doorway.
"Yes, Miss!"
Several men in black ran over, trying to pry Jiang Sihai's hands off Doctor Du.
But Jiang Sihai, as if possessed by a ghost, had immense strength.
With almost one hand for each, he sent the men in black tumbling to the ground.
"Cough cough..."
Fortunately, Jiang Sihai's primitive strength was not as enduring as a chewing gum.