Liu Yanran was a little speechless by his nonsense.
"The priority for the old, weak, sick, and disabled are targeted at social resources. Everyone is treated equally when they enter the hospital. If you're really anxious, why didn't you register at the emergency department?! You didn't register at the emergency department and came to snatch a spot here. Is there something wrong with you? What's more, is it a special situation? A cough really scared you. Why? Does your child have to inherit the throne?"
After Liu Yanran finished speaking, the people in the queue could not stand it anymore and echoed.
"Hehe, what throne? I'm afraid there's a cerebral thrombosis to inherit. One really can't say these words without decades of cerebral thrombosis."
"You still make it sound so refreshing and refined when you cut the queue. What special situation? Go back and eat sh*t!"