Sun Yunzhao's words rendered Sun Jianshe and his generation utterly silent.
They exchanged helpless looks, their eyes filled with resignation.
Guilt?
Perhaps there was some, but not much.
The stature of Old Mr. Sun was too significant, and when Sun Jianshe and the others stepped outside, the respect they received was more a reflection of the reverence people had for Sun Yunzhao.
Although they had some abilities, it was precisely because the old man's stature was so lofty that they were not content with their current status and position, even unsatisfied!
This led to some peculiar emotions within them.
Seeing this, Li Tushan didn't know what to say for a moment.
Medical treatment, after all, is a matter of mutual consent.
One can't force surgery.
Sometimes doctors feel helpless in such situations.
Li Tushan had seen this play out often, even to the point where it might be called: human nature, which wouldn't be an exaggeration.
He had no way to influence their beliefs!
