The young man's face turned cold, realizing that Xu Xiangbei was here looking for trouble. "You're daring to come here and cause a ruckus, you must have a death wish. Brothers, throw him out for me."
Immediately, four or five young men in white coats, who had been glaring menacingly nearby, rushed over. Although they were wearing white coats, they were neither doctors nor nurses, but hired thugs by the clinic, mostly hooligans and ruffians.
They usually yelled and cursed at the patients who came for medical treatment, and sometimes even got physical. The common people came to Tongren Clinic to see a doctor and mostly swallowed their anger, not daring to confront them.
But today, they met their match.
Xu Xiangbei maintained his lazy smile, showing no reaction as the menacing figures rushed over. The onlooking crowd couldn't help but worry for him, letting out exclamations of alarm.
"Young man, be careful."
"Run quickly."
