"Aren't you a doctor? Doctors are supposed to treat patients. Now I'm sick, and you're begrudging me because of past matters and refusing to treat me. Can you live with your conscience?" Zheng Peng started to shout loudly in the office. His voice was so loud that the patients outside could hear him.
"No, what are you shouting for? Can't you see I have so many patients here? Everything has to be done in order. How do you think others will see you if you cut in line just like that?" Xiao Yifei retorted unceremoniously.
"Exactly, how could someone be so uncivilized? We all queued up after registering with great effort. Why do you think you're special, even yelling like this?" The other patients in line heard the argument and began to attack Zheng Peng verbally.
They were furious about this queue jumping because they'd rushed over early in the morning to secure their places, and they couldn't allow anyone to simply cut in line.
