This group of people came empty-handed, clearly briefed by their lawyers not to bring weapons to the hospital, otherwise, they would be deemed as disrupting public order and get arrested.

Soon, the hospital's security department, eight people in total, blocked the entrance to the hospital's office hall along with two guards at the door, refusing to let this group in.

"I'm sick, I want to register!"

"Let us in!"

"Why won't you let us in?"

"They can go in, why not us?"

"Does your hospital refuse medical treatment? I'm going to expose you!"

"Let us in! We have AIDS! We have SARS, we will infect others!"

Brother Gao had the advantage in numbers, and since the guards didn't dare to act, they were unable to argue. Brother Gao pushed a few people to both sides of the door, and the group squeezed into the hospital's office hall.

The registration line at the window was already crowded. As Brother Gao's people came in, they started pushing around, driving those who came to line up for treatment out the door.

"You'd better not seek treatment at this hospital. It's a black-hearted hospital that specializes in scamming patients for money. My grandpa stayed here for a month; he developed a bedsore the size of an egg on his thigh, exposing the bone. It's horrifying, don't get treated here!"

"Hey, what are you doing? Don't push us. We're here to register!"

"Register for what? Who permitted you to register?"

The patients and their relatives in the registration queue were also emotionally agitated, thinking that Brother Gao's group was cutting in line. The two sides were about to fight, pushing each other, turning the whole hospital hall into chaos.

Several guards, seeing the situation deteriorating, began pushing their way inside from the door, but there were simply too many people in the hospital hall, so they couldn't get in. All they could hear was the increasing noise, worrying that these people might really start a conflict inside.

However, Brother Gao was a professional medical troublemaker. If a fight broke out, they would suffer, so when he saw things were getting out of hand, he shouted, "I won't let you queue, I'll make sure this hospital receives no patients!"

After that, Brother Gao took a small firecracker from his pocket, lit it, and threw it at the patients and relatives lining up.

"Ah——" The women in line were terrified, covering their heads and running with high-pitched screams, followed by the sound of firecrackers exploding.

"Anyone who dares to queue at the window, I'll blow them up!" Brother Gao took out a bunch of small firecrackers, dismantled from strings of firecrackers, and held a lighter in his hand.

Outside, uninformed patients and relatives continued to trickle in, and Brother Gao lit firecrackers, throwing them towards the registration window.

Inside, many patients and relatives realized they had encountered one of those notorious medical troublemakers. With no other choice, they had to leave, intending to find another hospital. Seeing that some people had come out of the hall, several guards pushed their way inside, noticing Brother Gao holding a bunch of children's firecrackers, ready to throw them at whoever approached the registration window.

Several guards planned to take Brother Gao away, but Brother Gao casually tossed a few small firecrackers at them, which exploded loudly on the ground. Seeing the guards pushing in, the group wasn't polite, pushing hard, knocking several guards to the ground, blocking the hospital's main entrance.

"I'll guard here, you guys go block the elevators!" Brother Gao knew how to delegate tasks and decided to block the elevators, showing his adeptness.

The group moved from the first-floor hall and blocked several elevators in the hall to prevent patients from going upstairs.

The hall staff shouted at Brother Gao, "If you keep doing this, we'll call the police!"

"Go ahead, do you dare to call the police? If you do, I'll tell them all the hospital's wrongdoings!"

"Look at what you've done to my uncle!"

"My uncle was fine when he was hospitalized, then after a month, he developed bedsores and dementia. Your hospital must compensate us!"

The hall staff were about to dial 110, but Brother Gao grabbed the landline phone receiver and threw it on the ground with a crash.

"How dare you call the police? My uncle developed bedsores, which is your hospital's fault. If you don't give us an explanation, we'll trash your hospital!"

With that, Brother Gao picked up a flowerpot from the hall and threw it at the service window glass, shattering the large glass wall, scaring medical staff who fled in all directions.

The elevator entrance was also crowded, with patients who had just completed treatment being assisted by staff back to the ward, but they were blocked by Brother Gao's men.

"What are you doing? The patient just had surgery and needs immediate rest!"

"If you don't give us an explanation, you can't use the elevator!"

"Why block the elevator? Discuss with the hospital!"

"If I don't block the elevator or break things, the director won't come out to see me!"

"Get out of the way; the patient needs to return to the ward immediately for rest! If anything happens, will you take responsibility?"

"It's your hospital treating the patient, why should we be responsible? Your hospital always wants to push every responsibility onto patients and relatives!"

"Since the director won't come out to see us, we'll trash this hospital until they pay up!"

With Brother Gao's order, over 50 people immediately started throwing whatever they could lift to the ground, including flowerpots, tables, chairs, computers, lights, beds, medical equipment, leaving a mess. Several guards were kept outside the door, while the hall staff hid in fear.