Chapter 1247 Promise Me That

• He walked slowly towards the doctors, looking as ominous as a ghoul that had just crawled out from the depths of hell. “What a bunch of charlatans,” he sneered. “How dare you call yourselves the best doctors that M Country has to offer?”
• Suddenly, John stretched out his hand and grabbed hold of the white-haired director. Lifting him up from the ground, John gritted his teeth and said in the most threatening voice he could manage, “I don't want to hear any more of your rubbish. If you can't cure her illness, I'll make sure this hospital closes down!”
• I started coughing violently. “John...” I called out weakly. I tried to sit up in bed, but lost balance and collapsed back onto it.