Chapter 83: Knocked Flying with One Slap

"She died on the way here?" "Impossible. My wife was still conscious in the car. You quacks killed her and want to wash your hands of it." The dead woman's husband, tears streaming down his face, lunged at Francis, too distraught to control himself. The dead woman's mother had already fainted. Her husband rushed to support her, pressing an acupressure point above her upper lip, while the rest of the family descended into chaos-some shoving and pulling each other, others pounding the walls. "Doctor,...