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Chapter 10: Sleeping Like a Baby

Chapter 10: Sleeping Like a Baby (Please Read)

Fang Cheng watched the three guys ask the nurse for their names and then walk towards a ward.

When I turned around, I found that Li Dingjian had run back to the clothes drying area.

He leaned against the window with his back, holding a cigarette between his fingers, underneath a pair of red underwear, looking thoughtful.

"Uncle, why are you smoking again?"

"It's okay, you go look after grandpa first, I can't help my urge to smoke, hehe..."

Li Dingjian chuckled, his eyes flashing with a sly light, and quickly glanced back.

Fang Cheng looked at him doubtfully and walked towards his grandfather's ward alone.

As a cancer inpatient area, the atmosphere here is obviously more depressing and solemn than on other floors.

Everyone I met had a frown on their face, and walked hurriedly by silently, holding a water bottle, urine pot or report sheet.

When Fang Cheng passed by the nurses' station, there was another burst of noise, breaking the solemn atmosphere.

It seemed like there were people yelling, cursing, and fighting, and there was also the heart-wrenching crying of a child.

"Please, please stop fighting!"

"Brother Ma, please give me a little more time. I promise to pay you back with interest and I will never default on your payment again!"

The noisy sound came from Ward 803.

It is very close to the ward where my grandfather is, only two rooms away.

Then there was a loud bang, and the door of the ward was roughly kicked open.

Immediately afterwards, a short, yellow-haired man grabbed a young woman's hair and forcibly dragged her out of the ward.

The young woman's clothes were disheveled and her hair was disheveled. She was waving her arms around, trying to stand up and protect the child who was taken away by another person.

It was those three guys who were suspected to be gang members who had a conflict with the patient's family.

The sturdy man in a black stretch shirt came out last and strangled a skinny man by the neck with one hand.

The man's face flushed red, and he stretched out his hands weakly to beat it, as if he was scratching an itch.

This scene attracted other family members who were visiting the patient, and they came out and gathered in the corridor to watch.

Some of the nurses were at a loss, while others quickly called security.

Fang Cheng also stood in the crowd, watching silently.

He had met the couple several times.

The husband is a truck driver, and his wife quit her job to take care of her child who has leukemia and provide full-time care.

Because my grandfather's ward was close to mine and he was also hospitalized for a long time, I would visit him occasionally, so I was quite familiar with him.

I heard from the mother that their child spent tens of thousands of dollars on chemotherapy alone.

If you want to complete the entire course of treatment and surgery, you will need at least 300,000 yuan, which is several times heavier than what you can afford at home.

It is estimated that he had no choice but to borrow money from a lending company with gang background to raise medical expenses.

The wife suddenly broke free like crazy, threw herself at the burly man in the stretch shirt, and hugged his legs tightly.

"Brother, please be kind and give us some more time. My son is going to have a bone marrow transplant soon, and nothing can happen to him now!"

"Ugh--"

The strong man looked embarrassed and sighed:
"Sister, it's no use begging me. The boss has issued a death order. We are all employees, and it is difficult for us to do it."

He turned to look at the man whose throat he had grabbed, then loosened his hand and continued:

"Well, how about you settle the interest first so that I can have an explanation when I return."

The husband coughed violently several times, gasped for breath, and stammered:
"But the interest rate is so high, more than 40,000 yuan, and we still have a long way to go to pay for the surgery..."

"Handsome, Adong!"

Upon hearing this, the sturdy man ordered the two young men to continue with their attack in dissatisfaction.

The husband hurriedly used his body to block his wife, his knees went weak and he knelt on the ground.

"Brother Ma, come to me if you have any problems, don't hurt my wife and children!"

"I...I really have contacted a boss who can sell my kidney to me. As long as I can get the money and cure my child's illness, I will give the rest to you..."

At this time, the security guards had heard the news and rushed over. They were holding riot batons in their hands, shouting and asking what was going on.

The yellow-haired guy named "Yingjun" immediately jumped forward, pulled out a folding knife, and threatened fiercely:
"I'm warning you guys to stop meddling in other people's business. If you don't get the money today, we'll get angry with whoever you want!"

A group of security guards showed fear on their faces and just kept persuading:

"Everyone, calm down, calm down."

There is no other solution except these words.

Fang Cheng stared closely at the three gang members who were causing trouble.

Hearing a few weak coughs coming from the ward behind him, his brows knitted together.

That was grandpa's voice. He must have been woken up too.

"These good-for-nothings can't even handle a few thugs."

Behind the crowd, Li Dingjian poked his head out and muttered to himself.

He even wore a medical mask on his face, looking sneaky.

"Uncle, how much is his monthly salary? If it were you, would you dare to do it?"

A young nurse next to him couldn't help but refute him.

A family member of a patient seemed to feel the same way and was also sighing:

"Alas, we are all miserable people..."

Although the bystanders had sympathy, they only made a few criticisms in a low voice and no one dared to stand up.

The burly man in the stretch shirt looked around the situation, frowned, and issued an ultimatum:

"Okay, let's take the kids back to visit first. When we have enough money, you can come and pick them up."

"Don't do this, Brother Ma, please be kind!"

"Xiaobao, my little treasure——"

The young couple screamed and tried their best to get their child back.

"Let go, fuck, all of you get out of here!"

Two of Ma Ge's men were also annoyed and kept kicking the couple, threatening the security guard to make way.

The child was wearing a hospital gown and looked somewhat naive and ignorant, but he knew that his father and mother were being beaten.

So she cried loudly in the arms of a stranger, her face covered with tear marks.

In this chaos, suddenly——

A voice called out:

"Hey, could you guys be quiet?!"

The voice was not loud, but it was like a sharp thorn that pushed through the layers of noise in the ward area and reached everyone's ears. "Who? Who dares to challenge us?"

Huangmao looked around immediately, still feeling a little excited.

"I said--"

Fang Cheng took a step forward and emerged from the crowd.

"This is not a vegetable market, this is a hospital. Please be careful and don't disturb other patients' rest."

The yellow-haired man raised his eyebrows, looking surprised.

It seems that he recognized Fang Cheng as the pretty boy he met in the elevator before.

"You like to show off, don't you? I'm going to teach you a lesson first!"

As he walked towards Fang Cheng, he waved the folding knife in his hand and acted like a reckless person.

Fang Cheng's face was calm, and he did not show any fear.

On the contrary, there was a gleam of anticipation and excitement deep in his eyes.

Then he raised his arms and assumed a classic boxing stance.

Seeing this, Huangmao couldn't help but sneer:
"Hey, you've learned boxing, you want to play bare-handed fighting? Do you want me to cut a few knives on your face?"

Fang Cheng remained unmoved.

He simply imitated a professional boxer, leaning his body sideways, protecting his ribs with his elbows, his eyes fixed on the shiny folding knife.

When the opponent is within about arm's length, move your shoulders slightly and suddenly take a step forward.

He instantly exerted force with his right arm, and his fist, as nimble as a bee sting, quickly passed through the air and attacked the opponent's face.

Huangmao obviously didn't expect him to be so brave.

Instinctively he tilted his head back, raised his folding knife, and tried to cut him.

However, this is just a feint!

Fang Cheng feinted his left fist and then quickly withdrew it.

At the same time, the right leg flew up and kicked directly at the opponent's lower body.

"Hold!"

The yellow-haired man's pupils suddenly contracted. Being experienced in fighting, he knew he had fallen into a trap.

She quickly stuck her butt out backwards, trying to avoid this extremely vicious crotch-kicking move.

At this time, Fang Cheng took advantage of his unstable center of gravity, stretched out his right hand, and quickly grabbed the hand holding the knife.

The yellow-haired man was a beat slow to react. When he came to his senses, he found that someone had grabbed his wrist.

He raised his head again and looked into Fang Cheng's eyes.

As if saying with a hint of joking, who told you that boxers can only use their fists?

"What the hell..."

He tried to resist and fight back.

But he found that Fang Cheng's fingers were like iron pliers, tightly clamping his wrist.

The more he struggled, the more it sank into his flesh, tightening his grip on his bones until they looked like they were about to break.

The second half of the curse was immediately choked back into his throat.

He was sweating profusely from the pain and slapped his thigh with his other hand, shouting:

"Ah - quick, quick, quick... let go!"

pat.

The folding knife slipped from the yellow-haired man's hand and fell to the ground.

Fang Cheng kicked the knife away with his toes before loosening his fingers.

The "Iron Fist" special effect greatly enhances the toughness of the bones and muscles in the hands.

This not only makes the fist harder, but also improves the grip and holding power.

Twice the 11 points of constitution is the inhuman effect of 22 points of constitution.

Fang Cheng thought to himself that even if he grabbed the blade directly with his hand, the damage caused would probably be very limited.

"Can you be quiet?"

He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the gangster who was kneeling in front of him and screaming in pain.

"I'll be quiet, sir!"

The yellow-haired man was stubborn. After cursing, he stretched out his trembling right hand with dark blue fingerprints on it.

He wanted to pick up the folding knife and made a few more moves, obviously thinking that his opponent was cheating and his victory was unfair.

Fang Cheng's eyes flashed when he saw this, and he clenched his five fingers into a fist again.

boom!
As the finger bones and the lower jaw collided violently, the yellow-haired man fell straight on his back as if he was hit by a pendulum.

In an instant, he lay flat on the ground, as if he had been injected with a shot of surgical anesthetic, and no more noise was made.

"Fuck you!"

Just then, a thermos suddenly hit him.

Seeing that his companion was defeated, another energetic young man, Adong, immediately abandoned his child and launched a sneak attack.

Fang Cheng leaned back, twisted his hips, and changed steps.

He changed direction on the spot, moved to the opponent's weak side, and quickly threw two punches in a reverse stance.

boom!boom!
The thermos fell to the ground and the inner shell shattered.

Adong also covered his abdomen with both hands and sat down dejectedly.

His whole face was like a mask of pain, he was retching and crying.

Left hook, butterfly step, and two-hit combo.

In just a few seconds, he knocked the two men down easily, leaving the burly man in the stretch shirt still standing there in a daze.

Fang Cheng rubbed his wrist and asked again:
"Can we be quiet now?"

There was total silence and no one answered.

The nurses, security guards, and patients' families all held their breath and stared at him in amazement.

At the same time, a line of prompt information appeared in front of Fang Cheng.

[You defeated two unknown people, boxing skill experience +25]

[Boxing lv1 (25/250)]

In this frozen atmosphere, the burly man in the stretch shirt suddenly moved his body.

Then he took a step forward and walked towards Fang Cheng.

(End of this chapter)

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