Chu Yihan, who had been silent all along, spoke up at this moment. "Burning down the medical center is not only cruel but also ruthless, absurd to the extreme!"
"Imperial uncle, how dare you be so insolent! You dare to say that father is ruthless!" Chu Chengye's eyes spewed anger.
"I haven't spoken wrongly." Chu Yihan's tone remained calm, but his frosty face made it hard for people to look at him directly.
"If I am ruthless, Ninth Brother, what's your suggestion? Should I send imperial physicians to Tongchang Medical Center, or should I send people to find the poison doctor, Saint Ruan, to resolve this disaster and save Su Yingxue?" Chu Mingyuan deliberately mentioned Su Yingxue's name to poke Chu Yihan's heart.
Chu Yihan tightened his grip on the jade pendant. No one could see that under his fingers was the word 'Snow' carved on the jade pendant.
