Song Wanqing's gaze turned toward Zhang Lingchuan.
Generally speaking, Teacher Zhang would always be the one to save people, unless the person was truly beyond saving.
So, she wanted to see his attitude.
But upon looking.
Song Wanqing noticed something amiss.
Teacher Zhang's expression was surprisingly indifferent.
It shouldn't be like this.
He was definitely not a vengeful person; otherwise, there wouldn't be stories about how he got yelled at by a patient in one moment but rushed to save the same patient in the operating room the next moment, successfully bringing the person back from the brink of death.
Then there was only one answer.
Teacher Zhang also had no solution for oleander poisoning.
Now that she thought about it, it made sense.
Teacher Zhang might be skilled at emergency rescues, but poisoning, especially from something as toxic as oleander, how could that be treated?
Besides, he actually did try to save the person just now.
