Just fainting doesn't solve anything, and you're supposed to be intermediate-level professors, just two old useless people!
Ma Wenjie appeared troubled and humble, but inwardly, he was full of disdain and contempt for Tan Zhiren and Hong Hui.
The situation with Yan Song was indeed tricky.
If not handled well, it could result in a fatality!
Having just returned to the country, he didn't want to get involved in such matters, which would surely affect his future prospects.
So, he acted humbly.
"I'm afraid to intervene lest an accident happens, and I can't shoulder the responsibility! Besides, he is my student, and I can't be reckless. Why don't we quickly invite Principal Gao over?"
Ma Wenjie glanced at Yan Song on the bed and frowned again.
At the moment, he needed to first distance himself from the situation.
Frankly, he seemed humble but actually didn't want to bear the responsibility.
