chapter 357 Sharp

"ah--" Stantin screamed like a pig being slaughtered, blood dyed his knees red, and shattered pale bones. Inside and outside the examination room, at this moment, there was deathly silence. "And you." At this moment, Solomon Santee looked at Thompson Anderson calmly. "You...what do you want to do? How dare you?! I am the Royal Hospital of England..." Thompson Anderson's previous arrogance had disappeared completely. He pointed at Solomon Santee tremblingly, looking fierce on the outside...