Mr. Jiang's eyes darkened as he asked, "Master, what do you mean by that?"

Bu Tiange continued (ed.): "Huaifeng told me that being a doctor is tough these days. No matter how skilled a doctor is, they're likely to encounter unreasonable patients."

Why did she suddenly start talking about this? Did she know what happened back then?

Mr. Jiang was unsure of her thoughts for a moment, so he could only agree: "Young people are arrogant, so it's normal that they can't stand this kind of anger."

"No one has the obligation to tolerate these patients' unreasonable behavior. This has nothing to do with the doctor's morale." Bu Tiange looked at him seriously, "It seems that Mr. Jiang is on the side of the medical troublemakers."

Old Master Jiang couldn't help but raise his voice when she said that. "How could I stand on the side of the medical dispute? No one with a conscience would think that way!"

Bu Tiange curled his lips, his blue eyes were so deep.

"Yeah, no one with a conscience would think that. Old man, the question is, do you have this thing?"

The system couldn't help but complain: "Host, if you have it yourself, why don't you go ask others?"

Bu Tiange ignored it.

Thinking back to when so many people called her heartless, why would she get angry with a defective product?

Defective product system: "..."

Sarcasm is the most deadly.

Old Master Jiang said angrily: "Although you are a junior, I respect you and call you Master, but this does not mean you can slander me!"

As soon as Bu Tiange saw Old Man Jiang using seniority to pressure others, he knew he was panicking.

It's so funny. If she tells him her real age, he'll have to kowtow and call her his ancestor, right?

Bu Tiange pondered for a moment, then pretended to be sincere and said, "Young man, you don't understand. How did I slander you?"

Old Master Jiang quickly realized she was setting him up, straightened his composure, and then sounded out her question: "Master, why did you suddenly bring this up today?"

Bu Tiange blinked, his eyes wandering around the house, and said, "There are no ghosts in this house. Ghosts hide in people's hearts."

She added, "The old man's physical illness is minor, but his heart disease is serious. The same is true for Miss Jiang."

Needless to say, Mr. Jiang had always felt that forcing that young assistant to death was a knot in his heart, and it was also a stain on his life that he would never admit.

And what serious illness did Jiang Yunyan have? Bu Tiange pretended to be mysterious in front of Mr. Jiang, just to deceive his trust.

Perhaps Jiang Yunyan was indeed weak when she was a child, but it is not uncommon for children to be weak and sickly, and her condition will naturally improve as her body grows.

She is already twenty years old and an adult, but the Jiang family still treats her like a fragile flower and keeps her in a greenhouse.

The result can only be that the body becomes more and more delicate, while the brain becomes more and more stupid.

It can be seen that even she thought she was underdeveloped and had a big problem.

Her biggest problem is pretending to be sick when she is not.

Everyone in the Jiang family is weird. It's true that "if you are not from the same family, you will not enter the same door."

Bu Tiange withdrew his gaze and felt that the warm-toned decoration in the living room was increasingly eerie.

Mr. Jiang was silent for a long time. Bu Tiange smiled and said, "If I don't tell you about what happened nineteen years ago, I'll be suffocating to death. Old man, I'm doing this for your own good."

Having said that, it’s like a showdown.

Old Master Jiang sighed deeply and tapped the top of his cane with his fingers.

He trembled and said, "I sent someone to take away his suicide note, and the hospital suppressed the matter... I thought the Jiang family had done a perfect job back then. How did you know about this?"