After Dr. Chu finished speaking, he decided to take a look.

If it was carbon monoxide poisoning, then follow the legal procedures.

If it were truly due to medical reasons, the hospital would certainly compensate.

Su Fan placed Zhou Jie on a sofa nearby, tidied himself up, and changed his clothes.

He then headed to where Dr. Chu and others were waiting.

Upon arriving, he was instantly filled with rage.

Some of the hospital's belongings had been smashed, and several doctors had clearly been beaten.

As soon as Su Fan arrived, a shirtless brawler wielded a wooden chair and attacked him head-on.

This brawler had a dragon tattoo across his shoulder, clearly a tough customer.

But unfortunately for him, he was just tough; Su Fan, on the other hand, was like a steel plate.

The tattooed brawler who had previously knocked down many doctors and security guards was quickly dealt with by Su Fan this time.

"Smack!"

Before the brawler's wooden chair could even touch him, Su Fan casually slapped him, sending several of the brawler's teeth flying.

He then lifted his leg and kicked, sending the six-foot-three tough guy flying like a sandbag.

The doctors in the hospital, witnessing this scene, all applauded!

"Good job, Director!"

"Someone as unreasonable as him, swinging a chair around, deserves to be taught a lesson!"

"Way to go, Director!"

It was no wonder they reacted like this—it was because this tough guy was simply too despicable.

When he came to the hospital, he immediately claimed that the affiliated hospital had killed his father, demanding five million in compensation.

After the doctors did an initial diagnosis on the deceased, they found he had died from carbon monoxide poisoning.

However, the man didn't believe them and accused the hospital of trying to shirk responsibility.

The brawler then used a chair as a weapon, quickly knocking down all the doctors and quite a few security guards.

Although Su Fan had kicked him away just now, he had used skillful force.

This resulted in the brawler not suffering much injury.

Getting up from the ground, he grabbed a nearby fire extinguisher and rushed at Su Fan.

This time, Su Fan struck with his palm into thin air, targeting the intricate network of nerves in the man's body.

A heart-wrenching pain instantly spread throughout the brawler's body.

The tough guy immediately fell to the ground, screaming like a slaughtered pig.

He wasn't seriously injured; rather, his nerve knots, which affect his sense of pain, were intensely stimulated by Su Fan's martial arts True Qi.

The suffering he felt surpassed his pain threshold.

This made the brawler roll around on the ground in agony.

In reality, he was merely tortured by intense pain continuously, without sustaining any serious injuries.

This condition would last a few days before gradually subsiding.

This lesson would remind him not to start fights easily in the future, given the severe lesson he'd learned this time.

Having subdued the tattooed brawler who led the troublemaking, Su Fan went to check on the injuries of Dr. Chu and other physicians.

Though everyone had been beaten, fortunately, the tattooed man was just an ordinary person rather than a Martial Artist.

The injuries he caused were merely superficial.

Soon, Su Fan also saw the deceased in a hospital room.

After a simple examination, he confirmed that the deceased did indeed die from carbon monoxide poisoning.

This deceased was truly unlucky; he had previously been saved from food poisoning by the affiliated hospital's doctors.

But shortly after returning home, due to the cold weather, he was poisoned by carbon monoxide while burning fire for warmth in a closed environment.

Su Fan glanced at the group causing a commotion in the hospital and casually said:

"The patient died from carbon monoxide poisoning."

"Get an assessment from the relevant department, and you'll understand what happened."

"As for the trouble you're causing this time, just explain to the security department's officers what you've done in the hospital."