After regaining her composure, Jiang Manyao tried her best to recall Jiang Manling's usual performance. Then, she went to the Wen Clan valiantly.

"Auntie!" Seeing the graceful and dignified woman, Jiang Manyao immediately trotted over and grabbed her arm.

Mrs.Wen suddenly laughed and patted her arm with an intimate look.

"Why are you here today? Aren't you busy in the hospital?" She asked.

Jiang Manyao let out a long sigh, her eyebrows revealing a look of grievance.

"The hospital doesn't need me." Jiang Manyao complained, "Just Wu Yang alone is enough!"

Mrs.Wen's eyebrows twitched slightly as he smiled and comforted, "What nonsense are you talking about? We all know your abilities. How could you be replaced by an inexplicable woman?"

Jiang Manyao shook her head and gritted her teeth as she spoke of the entanglement between Wu Yang and Wen Zhan.

"She also has the same face as Wu Wan!" Jiang Manyao emphasized.

Mrs.Wen subconsciously frowned and couldn't believe it. "How could there be an identical person in this world? Did you remember wrongly?"

Jiang Manyao shook her head and said firmly, "It's exactly the same. Even the mole at the corner of her mouth is exactly the same!"

After a moment of silence, Mrs.Wen patted her arm and pretended to be careless. "If you don't want to see him, then let her leave the hospital. It's not a big deal."

When she finally heard what she wanted to hear, Jiang Manyao couldn't help but curl her lips.

"Isn't this not good?" Jiang Manyao pretended to say, "After all, she is also a famous doctor and knows Minister Chen."

"Minister Chen?"

Sensing the change in Mrs.Wen's attitude, Jiang Man Yao cursed in her heart, but her expression did not change.

"I was the one who treated Minister Chen's daughter at first, but in the last few days, she was the one who planned to pick up the leaks. It was considered a favor." Jiang Manyao said casually.

Mrs.Wen naturally knew that this was not the truth, but she was too lazy to pursue it. After all, it was only Minister Chen, and she had not taken it to heart. Moreover, letting someone leave was not the only straightforward method.

"Since that's the case, then we can only let her leave by herself." Mrs.Wen still smiled, but his tone was frighteningly cold. "Normally, when you work in the hospital, you must be most afraid of successive surgeries. If you work overtime, the person who is in good health will collapse …"

Feeling what Mrs.Wen meant, Jiang Man Yao smiled even happier. "You're right."

After obtaining the method to deal with Wu Yang from Mrs.Wen, Jiang Man Yao could not wait to implement it.

The dean wanted to stop it, but he could not fight against the Jiang Wen family alone.

"I want you to watch how Wu Yang was trampled under the mud by me!" Jiang Manyao's laughter was loud and vicious, echoing in the Dean's mind, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

"Sigh." The principal let out a long sigh, his back bent even more heavily.

He really didn't understand what the young people were thinking. Doesn't the doctor only need to save the sick and treat the sick? Why were they more concerned about excluding dissidents? In the long run, could his medical skills really improve? Or was it that he couldn't even reach the current level?

The dean didn't dare to think.

Wu Yang pushed open the door and heard a long sigh. His footsteps paused for a moment, and he asked doubtfully, "Is something wrong?"

The dean rubbed his face and placed his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Yes." He nodded, "Jiang Manyao intends to keep you working long hours to force you to leave this hospital."

After a moment of silence, Wu Yang asked, "Is this the method she came up with?"

The director frowned and raised his head to look at her in disapproval. "Don't take it too seriously. Compared to other professions, doctors are the most incapable of working long hours. This is not only irresponsible to themselves, but also to their patients."

The expression on Wu Yang's face gradually disappeared. She calmly looked at the other party and asked, "I know, so what?"

"So, so …"

"This isn't the overload I volunteered to do." Wu Yang emphasized, "It's Jiang Manyao who doesn't care about the patient. It has nothing to do with me."

The dean opened his mouth, somewhat speechless.

"Sorry." The dean said softly.

Wu Yang waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. I still have to thank you for reminding me."

Shortly after leaving the Principal's office, Wu Yang could clearly feel the viciousness coming from Jiang Manyao.

From morning to night, she had little time to rest, and all the patients were pushed to her palm by other doctors, either passively or actively, even during surgery.

After work, Wu Yang's fingers could no longer hold the scalpel, and even if he was hanging by his side, he couldn't help but tremble.

Yan Lang kept kneading her fingers and guaranteed, "Don't worry, I will definitely let Jiang Manyao know how powerful she is."

Wu Yang looked at him and didn't stop him.

Now, when she faced Jiang Manyao, all she had left was nausea.

How ridiculous that a person who carelessly ignored human life was actually a doctor, a genius from a medical aristocratic family!

"Do you really think that if I don't show my name, I'm just a mouse that she can handle? I've never seen such a self-righteous person like her."

"Little sister Yang, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you! I know that she is trash and can't operate on people, but it doesn't matter. Surgery on rats is also good, and they can be considered to be of the same kind …"

Yan Lang kept on talking. There was no ambiguity or emotion in Peach Blossom's eyes, only the ice-cold storm that was condensing.

"Wu Yang." Wen Zhan shouted as his gaze fell on Wu Yang's and Yan Lang's hands, as sharp as silver needles.

Yan Lang ignored him and continued to knead for Wu Yang patiently.

"Don't do an operation tomorrow," he warned, "or you'll be too tired to regret hurting your hand!"

"But if she continues to play tricks on me, can't I really stand by and watch the patient's pain?"

"Let me help you." Yan Lang said, "Although my ability is not as good as yours, at the very least, I can be alone."

"Wu Yang." Wen Zhan strode over and spoke again. At the same time, he grabbed Wu Yang's wrist and tried to move Wu Yang's finger to his palm.

But just as he moved, Wu Yang couldn't help but gasp. Yan Lang also hurriedly shouted, "Don't move!"

"What?"

"Wu Yang underwent an operation today. His fingers are aching badly. Be careful and don't touch them randomly." Yan Lang emphasized.

"One day of surgery?" Wen Zhan frowned and instinctively felt that something was wrong. "Is the hospital so busy? Is there no other doctor in the hospital?"

"I have to ask Jiang Manyao." Yan Lang sneered, "If it weren't for her support, who would have dared to push all the patients into Wu Yang's hands!"