My Beautiful Boss novel Chapter 291

"What are you doing? How dare you touch me!" The woman screamed, seeing the patients charging at her.

But her scream was soon drowned up in the uproar. The crowd lifted her up and flung her out of the room.

As she was being lifted up, she felt several hands maliciously grab and scratch her body. While for the most part, she felt mortified, a small part of her also felt quite aroused.

Takeda Jiro and the two bodyguards were likewise thrown out by the patients.

The two guards fell heavily on the floor. Takeda Jiro fared even worse. His wheelchair was kicked aside, and his leg, which had just been plastered, was broken again.

The old doctor who accompanied Takeda Jiro tried to dissuade the crazy patients but eventually gave up.

In such a circumstance, it was suicide to go against the crowd.

"Aghhhhh! Oouuuuch!!!"

Now, the woman and all three men were wailing in pain like injured stray dogs.

The woman was disheveled. Much of her fair skin, now filled with red scratches, was exposed.

Takeda Jiro and the bodyguards had several footprints on their clothes and were slapped many times across the faces. They were very miserable.

"You bastard! I'll kill you!" Takeda Jiro yelled angrily, but this only brought in another set of punches and kicks.

Seeing this, Angelou's and her mother's anger quelled.

Angelou looked at Peter's craggy face through the crack of the door and could not help being mesmerized.

She quickly reminded herself that she was not worthy of Peter's love.

Peter didn't see Angelou and her mother, nor did he see Angelou's red and swollen face. If he did, he would have beaten up those people himself.

Now that the four had been driven away, Peter regained his calm demeanor and continued on to cure his patients.

The woman got up and recollected herself, fixing what she could. Then, she grabbed her phone and proceeded to call.

She wanted to teach Peter a lesson for being so arrogant. She wanted to make him feel so bad about what he did. She was sure that he would beg her to allow him to cure her later.

Peter, whose shift would have ended in half an hour, worked for an hour instead because he was in a good mood.

An hour later, he stretched in satisfaction as he announced that he would be resuming treatments some other time.

Many patients who were still waiting were reluctant to leave, but Peter assured them that it would be best if they come back some other time.

The work tired Peter indeed. Just as he was about to leave, eager to rest, the woman burst into the room once again accompanied by a middle-aged man.

"This arrogant doctor humiliated me. I want him to kneel and beg me for a chance to treat me." The woman yelled the moment she came in, pointing at Peter.

"Beg and kneel? Not a chance. Your smell disgusts me," Peter retorted.

He then turned to the man beside her.

He was in a suit, looking very dignified. It was clear that he was someone important.

But Peter wasn't afraid of him at all. He had been up against several important people, even the Song family. After going against a lineage as powerful as that, Peter didn't care about no so-called important person anymore. Peter wouldn't mind kicking the man's ass if he showed any intention to cross him.

"Y-You!" Hearing Peter's words, the woman was extremely indignant. Was she that stinky? How insulting!

The middle-aged man looked at Peter. He was astonished by his arrogance and also very annoyed with his rudeness. He had never seen a doctor act in such a manner, even in front of him. Everyone knew that it was a bad idea to be disrespectful around him.

But when the man saw Peter's face, he broke into a cold sweat.

"Doctor Wang! Good day, how are you? How have you been? It's such good fortune that we have met again. I am very glad to see you here! Please allow me to invite you to dinner if you are free this evening,"

the man said courteously as he walked towards Peter and shook his hand firmly.

He was very happy to see Peter.

Peter was favored by Bernard, which was quite an enviable advantage. James was able to ride on Bernard's coattails, thanks to Peter.