Boom!
A shout rang out, and the crowd responded, immediately throwing the scene into chaos.
"They're hitting someone! They're hitting someone!"
"Doctors not treating illnesses, now hitting people!"
"This is a black hospital, taking money without treating patients, and hitting them too!"
Nearly a hundred people started pushing and shoving, immediately knocking over some equipment, shattering it to pieces.
Chen Yulong felt like he wanted to die.
What the hell kind of people are these?
He looked through the crowd towards the smiling Buddha at the door.
Huang Lao San.
Huang Lao San stood with his hands behind his back, calmly watching the situation unfold.
Playing with him.
So far, no one had played better than him!
He immediately said to his subordinates, "Go, it's time for our media friends to take the stage!"
Soon, several vans pulled up in front of the medical hall.
In an instant, about a dozen reporters surrounded the entrance and began reporting.
