So many people were crowding the first floor.


    It was better not to draw too much attention.


    Meanwhile, the doctors‘ side was filled with raised voices one after another.


    “Doctor, I’m begging you, my mother’s already so old. Where are we supposed to go?” “Yeah, and look at my father’s leg! He can’t even move. How do you expect us to leave?” “This hospital took our money, and now you’re kicking us out? Isnt that a bit heartless<b>?</b>” “Exactly! Get your director out here and give us an exnation!”


    “We’re all here for treatment. Why are we the ones being thrown out?”


    The head nurse looked at the crowd, clearly losing her patience.


    This had gone on long enough—weren’t they tired of shouting?


    “Alright, that’s enough!”


    She grabbed a megaphone, because without it, there was no way to control the chaos.


    It was deafening in here!


    “Everyone quiet down! This is a hospital! Have you all forgotten how to behave?”


    She’d reached her limit.


    It wasn’t like the crowd was innocent.


    They’d all rushed over to gawk at that VIP, and a few had even crossed the line with theirments.


    They’d only been kicked out, and honestly, that VIP had shown remarkable restraint.


    Seeing that the head nurse was genuinely angry, the crowd finally quieted down a little.


    But they still felt the need to fight for their rights.


    Someone even dropped their luggage right there in the lobby, clearly not nning to leave.


    “I don’t care. We’re patients and we’ve got nowhere else to go. We paid and followed all the rules. Why won’t you let us stay?”


    “Yeah, this is nothing but bullying!”


    Another voice rang out, “What<b>, </b>is this hospital only for the rich now?”


    “Yeah, we may be poor, but we paid every single cent


    were


    supposed to!”


    Voices rose from every corner, ovepping and echoing through the lobby.


    In seconds, the head nurse’s voice waspletely drowned out.


    It was a tough situation- -one she had never faced before.


    Just when she was at her wits‘ end, an aged,manding voice cut through the chaos.


    <b>“</b>You paid your fees, sure. But you have no manners<b>!</b><b>” </b>


    The room fell silent.


    Everyone turned to look in the direction of the voice.


    When the head nurse saw who had arrived, she was nearly moved to tears.


    “Mr. Winter, thank goodness you’re here.”


    These people were absolutely terrifying.


    They had nearly eaten her alive.


    If the director had shown up even a momentter<b>, </b>she wasn’t sure she’d have made it out in one piece.


    This crowd was like something out of a zombie movie.


    People looked around at each other, unsure what to say in the presence of the dignified<b>, </b>stern–faced director.


    He let out a cold snort. “What happened to all that yelling for me earlier? Now that I’m here, why is everyone suddenly so quiet?”


    The authority in his voice was undeniable, andbined with his presence, it left everyone speechless.


    Some, realizing the situation, quietly picked up their things and slipped away.


    Watching this unfold, Megan leaned toward Leonard with a hint of admiration.


    “I totally didn’t expect that. This director really knows how to handle a crowd. Just a few words, and people are already leaving. That poor nurse was shouting herself hoarse earlier, and it didn’t do a thing.”


    Leonard couldn’t help butugh.


    He looked at the director’s stern face and nodded in agreement. “Yeah, he’s got real presence.”