Chapter 926

Matthew continued reading Pierre's Grudge Diary.

"I was stupefied. 'How did you know the things between me and Trafford?'

"The deputy hospital director looked at me with disdain and remarked, 'Everyone in Lambda City knows about this. How can you treat a patient with merely three dollars? My hospital has no room for idiots like you. No hospital in Lambda City will be willing to hire you.'

"I was fed up and fired back, 'What's wrong with treating the patient at the lowest cost? Do you know how poor their family is? A doctor should be compassionate, not heartless.'

"The deputy director yelled at me. 'Get lost. They're poor because they don't know how to make money, so they don't deserve the treatment. Scram! Our hospital won't hire a doctor like you who doesn't bring in any money.'

"I wanted to argue back, but then a few doctors rushed into the office and started pulling me out. I struggled as hard as I could, but with eight people holding me, my effort was futile.

"They ripped my clothes and punched me a few times. I was so dizzy, and I felt like a dead body being dragged out of the hospital.

"My back scraped against the ground and became all bloody. The pain had me screaming, drawing everyone's attention. In the end, I was abandoned at the entrance of the hospital.

"I tried to get back up, but I felt so weak. I believed in being a compassionate doctor, but my body was being treated like a monkey in the circus, with people watching

me.

"The thought that I couldn't find a job in Lambda City filled me with despair and frustration. I just lay there all day, and I only got up when the sky turned dark.

"I hated Trafford, and I couldn't stand the deputy director whose name I didn't even know. If I ever get the chance, I'd love to stab him ten thousand times with needles just to pay him back for what he did."

After reading this, Matthew closed the diary. He sat there in silence, feeling a deep respect for Pierre and his approach.

Unfortunately, a doctor with such a kind heart ended up being called a fool and blacklisted. At that moment, he figured sticking a needle into the deputy director ten thousand times wasn't enough.

Matthew tucked the diary away and turned to Pierre. "Alright. Lead the way. I'll help you get your revenge."

Pierre pointed at the north. "Let's head this way first. I'll give you a heads up when it's time to turn."

Half an hour later, they arrived at the hospital in a business park.

Pierre led the way. "Follow me. I know where the deputy hospital director's office is."

Matthew looked at the needles in his hand-these were the discarded ones he found in the medical waste bin. He held 30 of them in his hand, all packed closely together.

Jabbing all 30 needles in at once would really hurt.

He swung the needles in his hand, feeling pretty natural with it. As he walked, he stated, "I'll be jabbing this stack of needles, and you can count it for me. I just need to do it 334 times, and he'll be stabbed 10.020 times. Take the extra 20 as a bonus from me."

Pierre stopped in his tracks and turned to Matthew. "Are you seriously going to do that?"

Any person with their head stabbed by a stack of needles would be severely hurt. Doing it ten thousand times at any spot on the human body would probably kill the victim.

Even though Pierre mentioned ten thousand times, he was just exaggerating the number to express his hatred. He didn't expect Matthew to take it seriously. Now he was worried that someone could die.

Matthew raised the hand holding the 30 needles and showed it to Pierre. The needles were tightly packed together. They all had sharp tips.

The sight of it was enough to make the onlooker's skin crawl. Pierre subconsciously took a step back to put some distance between him and the needles.

Matthew earnestly declared, "When you said you wanted to stab him ten thousand times, I'll make sure to hit that number."

Pierre was worried. "I'm fine with it as long as no one ends up dead. I just want to vent my anger."

Matthew nonchalantly remarked, "If he dies, he dies. Killing him is the only way to make you feel better."

Pierre's mouth twitched. He

continued walking onward and

made sure to remind Matthew, "I just

hate him, but it's not to the point of

wanting to kill him. Getting some revenge is enough. We're not killing anyone."

Matthew nodded. "That's easy, but I promise I'll stab him ten thousand times. It

won't be fewer, only more."

Pierre kept frowning as he walked.