Sun Yunzhong had not been in a good mood ever since the patient who had been poisoned entered the Pauling Medical Center.
What little hope he had was finally exhausted by the discussions of the other doctors.
Although everyone was discussing it fervently now, when they really had to decide whose prescription to test, the people who had been articulate previously immediately became timid.
No one had the guts, and no one was willing to take responsibility.
This was a dilemma for them.
"You guys have been discussing for so long, but you guys still haven't found a reliable way to treat him?" Sun Yunzhong finally became impatient and slapped the table heavily. Seeing that everyone in the room had turned to look at him, he questioned unhappily, "You guys have been discussing for so long and arguing for so long already."
Sun Yunzhong didn't have the patience to stay any longer.
