Jiang Yixia hesitated for a moment before finally explaining, "He has shares in this hospital."
Pan Lanfang and Jiang Guoqiang were both stunned. Their eyes went wide, and their mouths hung open.
"He has shares?" Pan Lanfang repeated, her voice shooting up an octave as she nearly sat bolt upright in bed. "You mean, he's the owner of this hospital?"
Jiang Yixia nodded. "You could say that. He's one of the shareholders."
Pan Lanfang's mouth fell open, and she couldn't close it for a long moment. She even forgot about the apple in her hand.
Jiang Guoqiang was also stunned. The teacup in his hand shook, and he didn't even notice the hot tea that spilled and scalded his hand.
"Then... then just how much money does he have..." Pan Lanfang muttered.
Jiang Yixia didn't answer. She simply lowered her head and began cleaning the fruit peels off the table.
