"It's all because of you people who only care about money and have no medical ethics that my father died; I want you to pay with your lives for my father."
Hu Zi roared and charged forward, throwing a fierce punch that landed squarely on the plump man's nose, instantly causing blood to spray and sending his body flying onto a screen behind him, smashing it to the ground.
This scene shocked everyone present, their faces turned pale, and their eyes revealed an incredibly shocked expression.
"Director Sun, how are you? Are you all right?"
Then the doctors came to their senses and rushed over to help the overweight middle-aged man up, whose nose bridge had collapsed and was bleeding profusely, looking extremely pitiful.
"Bastard, contact security for me, get security here; I want to teach this guy a harsh lesson," the plump middle-aged man shouted, cupping his nose with an angry face, eyes filled with hatred staring at Hu Zi.
"Go to hell!"