Xu Pinglin finally asked about the treatment method.
At this, everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.
Asking for the method signified that Du Heng's diagnosis was sound, and it also indicated Xu Pinglin's stance—he admitted he was wrong.
Everyone present was a person of status; there was no need to force someone to openly admit their mistake.
The leader looked satisfied, feeling greatly relieved. He felt comfortable, extremely comfortable. His team still had plenty of fighting spirit. So what if you're from the Provincial First Hospital? You were still bested by our little village doctor.
The leader wanted to laugh out loud, but considering his own status, Xu Pinglin's status, and the current situation, he restrained himself.
He gave Du Heng a look, signaling him to quit while he was ahead and not to push things to the point where everyone would lose face.
Noticing the leader's glance, Du Heng understood. Besides, he wasn't the type to drive someone into a corner.
