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Fang Cheng watched the three guys inquire about names from the nurse and then head towards a certain ward.

Turning his head, he found that Li Dingjian had run back to the clothes-drying area.

He leaned against the window with his back, a cigarette between his fingers, contemplating beneath a pair of red underwear.

"Uncle, why are you smoking again?"

"It's nothing, you go take care of grandpa first. I couldn't resist my nicotine craving, haha..."

Li Dingjian chuckled, his eyes flashing with a sly glint, quickly glancing back.

Fang Cheng looked at him suspiciously for a moment, then walked towards grandpa's ward alone.

When Fang Cheng passed the nurse's station, a burst of noise broke the heavy atmosphere.

It seemed like someone was scolding, fighting, and there was also the heartbreaking crying of a child.

"Please, please don't fight!"

"Brother Ma, give me a little more time, I promise to pay you back with interest, I will never delay again!"

The noisy sound came from room 803.

It was very close to grandpa's ward, only two rooms apart.

Then, with a "bang," the ward door was rudely kicked open.

Immediately afterward, a short, yellow-haired man grabbed a young woman's hair and forcibly dragged her out of the ward.

The young woman's clothes were disheveled, her hair was scattered, and she was still waving her arms wildly, trying to protect the child who had been taken away by another person.

It was the three men suspected of being triad members who were in conflict with the patient's family.

A strong man in a black elastic shirt came out last, single-handedly grabbing the neck of a skinny man.

The man's face was flushed, and he weakly reached out to beat him, as if he was tickling him.

This scene attracted other family members visiting patients, who came out and gathered in the corridor to watch.

Some of the nurses were at a loss, and some quickly dialed the phone to find security.

Fang Cheng also stood in the crowd, watching silently.

He had seen this couple a few times.

The husband was a truck driver, and the wife quit her job to take care of their child with leukemia, providing full-time care.

Because they were close to grandpa's ward and had been hospitalized for a long time, they would occasionally visit each other, so they were somewhat familiar.

His mother said that their child had spent tens of thousands of dollars just on chemotherapy.

If they wanted to complete the entire course of treatment and surgery, they would need at least 300,000 more, a burden several times heavier than their own family's.

It was estimated that they had no choice but to borrow money from a loan company with a gangster background to raise medical expenses.

The wife suddenly broke free like crazy and pounced on the strong man in the elastic shirt, holding his leg tightly.

"Brother, please be kind, give us some more time, my son is about to have a bone marrow transplant, he absolutely can't have anything happen to him now!"

"Alas—"

The strong man looked embarrassed and sighed:

"Sister, it's useless for you to beg me. The boss has given a strict order. We are all just wage earners, and it's difficult for us too."

Turning to look at the man whose throat he was grabbing, he released his hand and then said:

"How about this, why don't you settle the interest first so that I can report back."

The husband coughed violently a few times, gasping for breath, and stammered:

"But, the interest is so high, it's more than 40,000, we still lack a lot of money for the surgery..."

"Yingjun, Adong!"

Upon hearing this, the strong man impatiently ordered the two energetic young men to continue.

The husband hurriedly blocked his wife with his body, his knees weakened, and he knelt on the ground.

"Brother Ma, come at me if you have something, don't hurt my wife and child!"

"I... I really contacted a boss who can buy my kidney. As long as I can get the money smoothly to cure my child's illness, I will transfer the rest to you..."

At this time, the security guards had heard the news and rushed over. They were holding riot batons and shouting and asking what was going on.

The yellow-haired man named "Yingjun" immediately jumped forward, flashed a folding knife, and threatened fiercely:

"I warn you not to interfere. If we don't get the money today, we'll be in trouble with anyone!"

A group of security guards looked frightened and just kept saying:

"Everyone, calm down, calm down."

Apart from these words, there was no other response.

Fang Cheng stared at the three triad members who were making trouble.

Hearing a few weak coughs from the ward behind him, his eyebrows furrowed even more.

That was grandpa's voice, he must have been woken up too.

"These good-for-nothings can't even handle a few hoodlums."

Behind the crowd, Li Dingjian peeked out, muttering in a low voice.

He even deliberately wore a medical mask on his face, looking furtive.

"Uncle, how much does a person earn in a month? If it were you, would you dare to go up there?"

A young nurse next to him couldn't help but retort.

A family member of a patient seemed to empathize and sighed:

"Alas, they are all miserable people..."

Although the onlookers had sympathy, they just whispered a few criticisms, and no one dared to stand up.

The strong man in the elastic shirt looked around, frowned, and issued a final ultimatum:

"Okay, we'll take the child back as a guest first. You can come and pick him up when you have enough money."

"Don't do this, Brother Ma, please be kind!"

"Xiaobao, my Xiaobao—"

The young couple screamed and tried desperately to snatch back their child.

"Let go, damn it, all of you get out of my way!"

Brother Ma's two younger brothers were also provoked and kept kicking the couple and threatening the security guards to make way.

The child was wearing a hospital gown, somewhat innocent and ignorant, but also knew that his father and mother were being beaten.

So in the arms of a stranger, he kept crying, his face covered with tears.

Just in this chaos, suddenly—

A voice shouted:

"Hey, can you be quiet?!"

This voice was not loud, but like a sharp thorn, it cut through the layers of noise in the ward area and fell into everyone's ears.

"Who? Who dares to mess with us?"

The yellow-haired man immediately looked around, his emotions still a little亢奋(kang fen).

"I said—"

Fang Cheng stepped forward and revealed himself from the crowd.

"This is not a vegetable market, it is a hospital. Please be careful and don't disturb other patients from resting."

The yellow-haired man raised his eyebrows, his expression stunned.

He seemed to recognize that Fang Cheng was the pretty boy he had met in the elevator before.

"Damn it, you like to show off, right? Grandpa will give you a lesson first!"

He walked towards Fang Cheng while shaking the folding knife in his hand, posing as if he didn't care about anything.

Fang Cheng's face was calm, and he did not show any fear.

On the contrary, a glimmer of anticipation and excitement flashed in the depths of his eyes.

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Then he raised his arms and put on a classic boxing stance.

Seeing this, the yellow-haired man couldn't help but sneer:

"Yo, you've learned boxing, you want to play bare-handed against a knife? Do you want me to cut a few knives on your face?"

Fang Cheng's expression remained unmoved.

He just imitated a professional boxer, turning his body to the side, using his elbows to protect the vital parts of his ribs, and his eyes fell on the bright folding knife.

When the opponent approached about an arm's length, his shoulders moved slightly, and he suddenly took a step forward.

His right arm instantly exerted force, and a bee-sting-like agile fist quickly passed through the air and attacked the opponent's face.

The yellow-haired man obviously didn't expect him to be so brave.

Instinctively, he tilted his head back, raised the folding knife, and wanted to slash him.

However, this was just a feint!

Fang Cheng's left fist feinted, then quickly retracted.

At the same time, his right leg flew up and kicked straight at the opponent's lower body.

"Damn!"

The yellow-haired man's pupils suddenly shrank, and he knew he had been tricked with his rich fighting experience.

He hurriedly stuck his butt back, trying to avoid this extremely insidious groin-kicking leg.

At this time, Fang Cheng took advantage of his unstable center of gravity, and his right hand stretched out smoothly, quickly grabbing the hand holding the knife.

The yellow-haired man reacted half a beat slower, and when he came back to his senses, he found that his wrist had been grabbed.

Looking up again, he looked into Fang Cheng's eyes.

It seemed to be saying with a bit of playfulness, who told you that boxers can only use their fists?

"You damn..."

He tried to resist and fight back.

But he found that Fang Cheng's fingers were like iron pliers, firmly clamping his wrist.

The more he struggled, the more it sank into his flesh, tightly clamping his bones, as if it was about to break.

The second half of the curse was immediately choked back into his throat.

He was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely, and he kept patting his thigh with the other hand, repeatedly shouting:

"Ah—quick, quick, quick... let go!"

Snap.

The folding knife fell from the yellow-haired man's hand and fell to the ground.

Fang Cheng kicked the knife away with his toe, and then released his fingers.

The "Iron Fist" effect greatly enhanced the toughness of the bones and muscles in the hands.

This is not just about making the fist harder, but also about improving grip and grasping power.

Twice the physique of 11 points is the superhuman effect of 22 points of physique.

Fang Cheng thought to himself that even if he directly grabbed the blade with his hand, the damage would probably be very limited.

"Can you be quiet?"

He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the gangster kneeling in front of him, shouting in pain.

"I'll be quiet your ass!"

The yellow-haired man was stubborn and cursed, then tremblingly stretched out his right hand with the remaining bruised fingerprints.

He wanted to pick up the folding knife and gesture a few times, obviously thinking that the opponent was cheating and winning unfairly.

Seeing this, Fang Cheng's eyes flashed, and the loosened five fingers clenched into a fist again.

Bang!

As the knuckles collided violently with his jaw, the yellow-haired man was hit like a pendulum and fell straight back.

He lay flat on the ground in an instant, as if he had been injected with a surgical anesthetic, and no more noise was made.

"Go to hell!"

At this moment, a thermos suddenly smashed over.

Seeing that his companion was no match, another energetic young man, Adong, immediately dropped the child and launched a sneak attack.

Fang Cheng leaned back, twisted his hips, and crossed his steps.

He shook to the opponent's weak side with a change of direction on the spot, and quickly threw two punches in a counter-frame posture.

Bang! Bang!

The thermos fell to the ground, and the inner liner shattered with a clang.

Adong also covered his abdomen with both hands and slumped down.

His whole face was like wearing a mask of pain, retching and crying non-stop.

Left swing punch, butterfly step, liver-exploding double strike.

In just a few seconds, he easily knocked down two people, leaving only the strong man in the elastic shirt still stunned in place.

Fang Cheng rubbed his wrist and asked again:

"Can it be quiet now?"

The audience was silent, no one answered.

Including the nurses, security guards, and family members of patients, all held their breath and stared at him in stunned silence.

At the same time, a line of prompts appeared in front of Fang Cheng.

[You defeated two unknown minions, Boxing skill experience +25]

[Boxing lv1 (25/250)]

In this solidified atmosphere, the strong man in the elastic shirt suddenly moved his body.

Then he stepped forward and walked towards Fang Cheng.