A group of guys who looked like social loafers barged into the community hospital. As soon as they arrived, they pushed aside the patients clustered in front of the outpatient desk and charged into each of the wards.
"Get on with it!"
The leading brother commanded with a bold spirit.
Without a word, his subordinates moved all the valuable equipment from the wards, utterly disregarding the patients' safety and the helpless, desperate calls of their families, cursing as they worked.
The doctors and nurses who stepped forward to intervene were shoved to the ground.
In the end, it was the elderly hospital director, leaning on a cane, who stood at the door, desperately pleading, "You can't take these machines away! What will become of our patients if you do? We'll make up the rent; please, give us a bit more time!"
"Mr. Dongshan will be back."
He implored, "He will definitely pay the rent on time!"
"That's what you said last time!"
