At ten in the morning, the main entrance of Taichu Sanctuary Hospital was in complete chaos.
A white canvas stretcher was dumped directly across the driveway, blocking incoming ambulances and delivery vans.
Lying on the stretcher was a middle-aged man with a shaved head and a heavy belly, thrashing wildly from side to side. This was Bald Liu, a notorious professional medical scammer who had blackmailed seven private clinics across the capital over the past decade.
Bald Liu clutched his stomach, his face contorted in theatrical agony. White saliva foamed at the corners of his mouth as he kicked his heels violently against the canvas frame.
“Murder! Taichu Hospital is murdering innocent patients!” Bald Liu howled at the top of his lungs, his shrill voice echoing down the street. “They sold me a fake pill! That one-hundred-yuan poison burned straight through my stomach lining! My intestines are rotting into liquid! I am dying on the street!”
Surrounding the stretcher were seven professional shills dressed in white mourning clothes.
Two middle-aged women wailed hysterically, throwing paper spirit money into the autumn air. Four burly men held up massive vinyl banners strung between bamboo poles, waving them aggressively at the hospital windows.
