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Don't pay, just run!
No stinking doctor is going to make you part with a single cent of your glorious money! You grab the bag of chewed up gold, and run like the wind.
You manage to make it out of the hospital, and start running for the street. Suddenly, an incredibly strong arm shoots out from the side of your vision and clotheslines you. From your point on the ground, you see the doctor you just tried to rip off standing above you like a stone monolith.
"Sir, I believe you forgot to pay," says the doctor.
"What happens if I don't pay at all?" you taunt.
"This happens," says the doctor as he raises his right arm. Suddenly, his entire right arm exploited, doctor coat sleeve and skin and everything. You watch in horror as a powerful mechanical arm is revealed. The doctor smiles in grim satisfaction and says "You may call me Dr. Cyborg."
Apparently the kindly doctor is some kind of cybernetic organism. Judging by the power you felt when he clotheslines you, it's safe to say that whatever mechanical parts he may have grant him incredible strength. This does not bode well for you.