"Auntie, Jiang Yi wants you to apologize to him personally. Are you sure you want me to relay that message?" Xiao Jianren asked doubtfully.
"Just tell Jiang Yi what I said!" Xiao Cuiying stated calmly. "Who does he think he is, expecting me to apologize to him personally? Letting you deliver this message is already giving him face!"
Xiao Jianren nodded and left the villa.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yi had already arrived at Wan Hui Company. He walked to the door of Manager Yang's office and knocked, but there was no response after waiting for a long time. Just as Jiang Yi was about to leave, the secretary appeared. The secretary informed Jiang Yi that Director Yang had a family emergency and could not come to the company today, asking Jiang Yi to go to Manager Yang's home instead. The secretary also provided Manager Yang's address.
"I wonder what happened at Manager Yang's home?" Jiang Yi inquired.
"I don't know!" the secretary replied.
Jiang Yi sneered inwardly, certain the secretary knew but chose not to tell him. However, he figured he would find out once he reached Manager Yang's house.
After leaving Wan Hui Company, Jiang Yi drove to Manager Yang's residence. An hour later, he arrived outside a villa. The villa wasn't large but was incredibly luxurious, exuding an aura of opulence from the doorstep. Jiang Yi couldn't help but chuckle, concluding that Manager Yang must be someone who enjoyed the finer things in life, given his penchant for such a lavish dwelling. This seemed to contradict his usual simple demeanor.
"Who are you?" a security guard at the villa entrance asked Jiang Yi.
"I'm here to see Manager Yang!" Jiang Yi replied. "My name is Jiang Yi. Just let him know I'm here!"
The guard sized Jiang Yi up, then turned and entered the villa's main hall. Shortly after, the guard returned, informing Jiang Yi that Manager Yang would see him.
"Thank you!" Jiang Yi said, stepping inside.
Upon entering the villa's main hall, Jiang Yi saw Manager Yang sitting on a sofa, his face etched with worry. Several elderly men were also present in the hall; judging by their attire, they appeared to be doctors from major hospitals. It was evident that someone in Manager Yang's family was ill, and these doctors seemed to be at a loss.
"Manager Yang..." Jiang Yi approached and greeted him.
"Mm," Manager Yang responded, his gaze falling on Jiang Yi. He spoke indifferently, "Let's put the investigation into Manager Du on hold for now. I'm not in the mood to deal with these matters."
"Manager Yang, we can't!" Jiang Yi feigned urgency. "The situation is critical. Manager Du could cause trouble for Wan Hui Company at any moment. If we don't investigate and apprehend Manager Du soon, I'm afraid..."
"I know, but my wife is critically ill. How can I possibly focus on investigating Manager Du!" Manager Yang sighed deeply.
Jiang Yi paused, surprised by Manager Yang's apparent devotion to his wife. Just then, an elderly man descended the stairs. Seeing this, Manager Yang eagerly asked the elder, "Dr. Wang, how is my wife? Can her illness be cured?"
"I've done all I can!" Dr. Wang sighed, explaining, "Mrs. Yang's leg muscles have essentially necrotized and the infection has spread to other parts of her body. The only option now is amputation to save her life."
"No! My wife is a beauty-conscious woman. If she has to be amputated, she won't be able to bear it. It would be better to kill her!" Manager Yang frowned.
Dr. Wang looked helpless. "Is there no other way?" Manager Yang asked.
"This is the only way!" Dr. Wang stated. "There are only two choices: amputation to preserve her life, or she will inevitably die. While there are many renowned doctors and skilled practitioners in the capital, no one has been able to cure Mrs. Yang's condition!"
Hearing this, Manager Yang took a deep breath and sank back onto the sofa. Suddenly, Dr. Wang's brow furrowed.
"What is it?" Manager Yang asked.
"I just remembered someone!" Dr. Wang exclaimed. "A while ago, I overheard a famous physician mentioning someone called Dr. Jiang. I'm not entirely sure of his full name. This person cured the elder of the Xiao family, who had been paralyzed for over twenty years. Dr. Jiang healed him with just one treatment!"
"And so what?" Manager Yang asked.
"Manager Yang, you might not be aware," Dr. Wang explained quickly, "but the elder Mr. Xiao's condition was quite similar to Mrs. Yang's. Perhaps Dr. Jiang could cure Mrs. Yang."
"Then what are we waiting for? Hurry and ask your friend to find Dr. Jiang. No matter what conditions Dr. Jiang has, I will agree to them!" Manager Yang said eagerly, finally seeing a glimmer of hope and unwilling to let it pass.
"I'll go find that friend right away, but I can't guarantee we'll be able to invite Dr. Jiang, as neither my friend nor I know him personally," Dr. Wang stated.
"There's nothing money can't achieve. Just go and invite him!" Manager Yang insisted.
"Mm," Dr. Wang replied, then turned and walked towards the hall exit.
Jiang Yi grinned. The Dr. Jiang mentioned by Dr. Wang was none other than himself. He was the one who had cured the elder Mr. Xiao. He stood right there in the hall, unrecognized by anyone. Perhaps it was because he was too low-key in his daily life that not many people knew him.
"Wait..." Jiang Yi called out to Dr. Wang.
Dr. Wang stopped and looked at Jiang Yi. "No need to search for Dr. Jiang. Perhaps I can cure Mrs. Yang!" Jiang Yi declared.
At this, everyone's gaze turned towards Jiang Yi. Dr. Wang, seeing how young Jiang Yi was, didn't seem like a skilled physician at all. He sneered, disdainfully addressing Jiang Yi, "Young man, you're not even qualified as a doctor. How can you possibly cure Mrs. Yang, whose condition is so severe? You can't just mess around!"
Manager Yang also frowned. "Jiang Yi, this has nothing to do with you. This is not a place for you to fool around!" Manager Yang said sternly.
"I'm not fooling around!" Jiang Yi stated, not revealing his identity. "Manager Yang, to be frank, someone in my hometown once suffered from this illness, and it can be cured with a very simple method!"
Hearing this, Manager Yang's brow furrowed slightly. He was beginning to hesitate.