"This kid, really..."
The loud sound of the door closing startled everyone in the hallway.
"He's too arrogant."
"Exactly, how can someone declared dead by a top expert be saved?"
"Right, a country doctor who sells dog-skin plasters dares to challenge authority?"
"Betting his career on this, too, just wait for him to be unemployed."
Not a single person in the room believed in Zhang Xiaoshan.
Even Jiang Man shook her head helplessly at this time.
It wasn't that she lacked confidence in Zhang Xiaoshan, but in the eyes of all sensible people, this was an impossible feat.
Jiang Man's heart was a mix of emotions, the most overwhelming of which was being moved.
Luo Yihua felt the worst—if only he had not brought Zhang Xiaoshan here. He had originally hoped that Zhang Xiaoshan would smooth things over and suppress this matter. Now it had only gotten worse, especially since it had angered Mr. Tang—he might even take his anger out on him.
The middle-aged doctor was the most active.
