The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette
Chapter 2094

Chapter 2094

"Dr. Lennon, this guy said he's here to get some sedatives from you."

"He said we're rubbish when we offered to help him, and he insisted on you."

"I also heard that he's a member of the Lake family. He seems to be one of Kevin Lake's staff. Didn't Kevin's son die

in a car accident yesterday?"

Hearing this, Sean nodded and walked over to the butler.

"You wanted to see me?"

The butler turned around to observe Sean.

He said sarcastically, "Are you the miracle doctor everyone was talking about? You look so young that I can tell at a

glance that you're not a good doctor. What kind of imbecile will spread nonsense about you being a miracle

doctor?"

The butler shouted at Sean in frustration, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and fill out the prescription. Do you

think we have plenty of time?

"I'm telling you, I don't have time for this."

Sean had not even spoken a word, and the butler kept talking non-stop.

"Hmph, I don't care if you're a miracle doctor. Prescribe the medicine, and I'll feed it to the old master. I'll pay you

some money if the medicine works. If it doesn't work... Haha, I'll have someone ruin your name."

Sean gave the butler a meaningful smile. "I'm sorry about that. We have an unwritten rule; we don't treat the Lake

family."

"What stupid rule is that? Are you messing with me?" The butler made a threatening gesture at Sean.

"Why aren't you moving yet? Do you want to charge us more because we're wealthy?" the butler said, pulling out a

bundle of bills to throw at Sean in the face.

"Loser, are these enough for you?"

Sean grabbed the butler’s hand.

Sean smiled meaningfully at the butler as they made eye contact,

"Do you think you're rich?"

"Oh?" Hearing this, the butler widened his eyes, "What's the matter? Does a poor doctor like you think you're rich?

Stop daydreaming. Shall I slap you a few times to wake you up?"

As the butler spoke, the men who had followed the butler opened a box.

They grabbed a bundle of bills in each hand from the box. By the looks of it, they were going to hit Sean in the face

with the money, humiliating him.

Sean scoffed at this.

"It looks like you think you're rich."

"So what?" The butler snorted coldly with disdain and arrogance.

As soon as he finished snorting coldly, the butler cried out miserably with his bone cracking.

Sean ripped off his arm.

The men were shocked to see this.

"Sir!"

"Why aren't you doing anything? Get him!" the butler growled, pointing angrily at Sean.

Sean did not care about the people around him. While making a phone call, he casually knocked down the butler's

men with a few moves.

"Hello? Zander, come to the clinic with the boys. Don't take too much money. Tens of millions of dollars is enough."

"Yes, cash."

With that said, Sean hung up the phone and smiled disdainfully at the butler before him.

Hearing Sean's few words, the butler also sensed something was wrong.

He stared blankly at Sean, utterly terrified.

"W-What do you mean by that?"

"What do you think?" Sean asked in reply as he stepped on the back of the butler's head, forcing his face to touch

the ground, and the strong pressure made the butler scream.