Wu Yang hugged his arm and persuaded, "Actually, in this lifetime, people still need to see how their bodies are. When their bodies fall, what's the use of asking for so much money?"

This made sense. The woman nodded and hurriedly agreed, "Alright, I know. When Wang Sheng wakes up, I will definitely try to persuade him."

Now, Wu Yang had to face a new problem. Just who would pay for this operation? From the looks of it, Wang Sheng definitely didn't have the ability to pay for it.

She lowered her head. She was just about to have a "high-profile day". In any case, her current salary was not low, so she could help others.

Unexpectedly, Wen Zhan was the first to say, "I've decided to donate the cost of the operation to Wang Sheng in a charitable way. Is that okay?"

What? Wu Yang's eyes were shocked. He stared suspiciously at the man in front of him. Since when did he have such thoughts? Isn't it too miraculous?

Subconsciously swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Wu Yang narrowed his eyes and sized up Wen Zhan's expression.

The dean immediately understood what Wen Zhan meant. He quickly nodded and said, "That's right, why do I only remember this matter now? Wen Zhan is already a partner in our hospital's medical project, so he can donate directly now."

Hearing this, Wu Yang's expression suddenly changed. She looked back in surprise. She clenched her fists and frowned tightly. Her face turned a little pale. She promised the Director that she was in charge of the medical project. So, this project was organized by Wen Zhan!

"It's a deal." Wen Zhan gently nodded. A strange light flashed in his eyes. He raised his eyes and looked at Wu Yang. "Wu Yang, I didn't tell you at the beginning. Now I'll tell you what this medical project needs to do."

Hearing this, Wu Yang's expression changed a little, as if she was a little embarrassed. She coughed and let out a helpless sigh. She just walked over slowly. Damn it, she really felt that she was being set up. It was too ridiculous. It turned out that the Principal and Wen Zhan had teamed up to deliberately do such a thing.

Wu Yang clenched his fists tightly and reluctantly walked to Wen Zhan's side.

Yan Lang narrowed his eyes. Naturally, he knew what was going on. He crossed his shoulders and coldly looked in Wen Zhan's direction. He clenched his fists tightly one inch at a time.

Wu Yang followed Wen Zhan into the corridor. Her expression didn't look very good. She stared coldly at the man in front of her. She raised her eyebrows and said bluntly, "Wen Zhan, you actually set me up and even joined forces with our Dean."

"I don't think so. It just so happens that your hospital director didn't tell you clearly. Besides, I told you about this matter. I hope to invest in a charitable medical project and I want you to help me choose the right donor." Looking down, Wen Zhan's expression suddenly became gentle. He looked at Wu Yang like this, and his expression seemed to have changed a little.

Seeing this, Wu Yang was stunned. The last time he invited him to dinner, he had indeed mentioned this matter, and she had also agreed at that time.

"Alright." This time, Wu Yang was really speechless. She frowned and nodded gently, "Since that's the case, I can only agree. However, Wen Zhan, you can see clearly now. I might be more busy, and I might not really be able to help you."

"Didn't you help me find a suitable donor just now? This matter has been decided." Wen Zhan curled the corners of his mouth and looked at her with a doting look in his eyes.

The two of them exchanged a glance. The atmosphere seemed to have become somewhat ambiguous.

At this moment, Jiang Manyao walked over. A look of jealousy flashed in her eyes. Right now, she was the most unlucky one. Misdiagnosis was fine. Everything about the medical project was in vain. In the future, Wen Zhan would have more chances to find that little bitch Wu Yang. At that time, her position would be even more precarious.

Taking a deep breath, the hatred in Jiang Manyao's eyes began to spread. Without caring too much, she directly walked out and snorted coldly, "Wu Yang, are you very proud now? You actually made me unable to get off the stage like this?"

Nowadays, many people already knew about her misdiagnosis. If she were to continue like this, how could she stay in the hospital?

"Jiang Manyao, you have committed your own sins. Do you need someone else to help you?" Wu Yang rolled his eyes at her and said disdainfully, "From now on, you should pay attention to your limits. Don't come over and pick on her so shamelessly. Don't you know that it's your own problem?"

With that, Wu Yang ignored her and turned around to avoid Jiang Manyao. He didn't even bother to look at her.

Wen Zhan seemed to have remembered something. He looked at her with a smile but not a smile. His gaze was teasing, "Jiang Manyao, time and time again, don't treat everyone like fools. There will always be people who will expose your true colors. It's just a matter of time. Do it yourself."

With that, he quickly followed Wu Yang's footsteps.

At that moment, Jiang Manyao felt as if all her strength had been sucked away. Her tears fell uncontrollably. She didn't know why she had to face all of this.

However, Wen Zhan had thought of a good way to kill two birds with one stone. He had someone post Jiang Manyao's misdiagnosis on the Internet. Although no one had come out to confirm it, the informant's words were vivid, very reasonable and convincing.

As a result, the discussion about Jiang Manyao started online.

"What's wrong with this woman? Why does she always make mistakes? Could it be that her medical skills really aren't good?"

'"I heard that her current positions are all related to money, so it's normal for her to look like this. After all, what kind of real talent can such a person have?"

"Too much. Don't let Jiang Manyao see me in the future."

For a moment, Jiang Manyao's reputation had fallen by a lot. The shares of the Jiang family had also been affected along with her. Looking at this month's monthly report, Jiang Manling took a deep breath. She felt that the blood on her head had become hot. What kind of mess was this? Isn't it too much?

Something happened to Jiang Manyao, and their Jiang Clan was also going to suffer. Now, Jiang Manling had an idea, that was to drive this troublemaker out. This way, nothing unexpected would happen again.

After returning, Jiang Manling saw that Jiang Manyao was sitting on the sofa like a walking corpse. Her expression was dull, and she looked as if she had been greatly stimulated.