Chapter 237: Chu Yihan’s Responsibility
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
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.
“I will be responsible for finding the poison doctor and saving the people from Tongchang Medical Center. If anything goes wrong, I’ll bear the responsibility.” With these words, Chu Yihan left the Hall of Diligent Government.
The faces of the officials behind him displayed a variety of emotions.
Even Chu Mingyuan gritted his teeth in anger.
The moment he left, Chu Mingyuan angrily ordered the courtiers to go home.
Chu Jinling jogged behind him. “Imperial uncle! Did you really go against Father? 1 heard Mother say that this deadly plague is quite scary. At that time, someone in the Xiao family contracted the disease and didn’t escape this calamity!”
“What your father wants is not Tongchang Medical Center’s life, but my life.” Chu Yihan sneered.
Chu Jinling smacked his lips awkwardly. He thought, “Why was it so complicated?”
He was planning to leave the palace and return to the bookstore and write books, but before he could take a few steps, he was dragged back by Noble Consort Xiao’s people.
Noble Consort Xiao kept him by her side, saying that until the deadly plague was quelled, he was not allowed to leave her sight.
Chu Chengye was also brought back by his mother.
Chu Chengye lost his temper in the empress’s palace. “Mother, this matter is extremely serious. I can’t just stand by and do nothing. I must leave the palace and check the situation at Tongchang Medical Center.”
“Have you gone mad? That’s the deadly plague! Don’t you care about your life? Do you not care about your mother’s life?”
The empress angrily smashed a cup of tea, and tears were about to fall.
Her eldest son, Chu Xiuwen, was now half-crippled. Chu Chengye was her only son who was still intact.
There’s no way she would let him go to his death!
“Mother! I will be careful. That deadly plague may not be that severe. I want to retrieve the situation for Father. Otherwise, the credit will fall to imperial uncle again!” Chu Chengye looked anxious.
A series of rolling sounds came from outside the hall, and Chu Xiuwen was pushed in. His legs were weak and his face was pale. He leaned on the wheelchair and lectured Chu Chengye, “Are you afraid that Chu Yihan will get the credit? You’re probably worried about Su Yingxue’s life and want to leave the palace to take care of her!”
Chu Chengye retorted sternly, “I don’t! How is she worthy of my care!”
“How? Is she not already in your heart? Ever since I schemed against her, you, my so-called brother, have never called me brother again! In the end, you’re still feeling indignant for Su Yingxue!” Chu Xiuwen was weak. After shouting, he began to cough.
“You brought this upon yourself!” Chu Chengye’s face darkened.
If Chu Xiuwen hadn’t insisted on tarnishing Su Yingxue’s innocence last time, how could he have fallen into her trap?
“You…. Are you a man with principles? Even if Su Yingxue dies now, you won’t be able to get her heart! She had long since hooked up with imperial uncle and had no idea how she could enjoy herself under him every night! You fool, you’re still thinking for her!”