One hundred thirty-six Tangtang really understands things_1

A man in his forties forcefully cut in front of someone in their twenties.

Isn't this queue jumping, what is it????

Dajing Jiezhi didn't expect the director to be so sharp-tongued and have such a fiery temper.

He immediately closed his mouth.

After all, if this were overtime, there really wouldn't be anything to say against him.

Seeing that Dajing Jiezhi had stopped talking, the director was about to return to his office. He had just taken a step when he heard the young doctor ask him a question.

"Director, this patient has nerve pain and is a bit..."

The young doctor hadn't finished speaking when he saw the director walk out the door of the examination room, not even looking back as he ordered, "Do a CT, MRI, thorough screening!"

After saying that, the director completely disappeared around the corner by the door.

The director rolled his eyes at thin air.

He hated those who, relying on their wealth, frivolously used connections to skip the line the most.