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"There's only one VIP room left, and it's reserved for internal staff," the head of the inpatient department explained indifferently, seemingly not wanting to waste words on the young man.

"Is there no first-come, first-served? We're willing to pay too, so why can't we get it? Just because they're internal staff, they get priority?" The young man became even more indignant.

"If you haven't got the clout, don't make a fuss here. My husband's colleague is the chief physician here. You have no connections, and you still want a room? Dream on!" A heavily made-up woman next to that doctor's buddy looked at the young man with disdain, "Look at how stupid you seem, stop embarrassing yourself!"

"You—" The young man got angry: "Who are you calling stupid?"