My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 1099: Chapter 1081 Doctor Tang is Very Angry Chapter 1099: Chapter 1081 Doctor Tang is Very Angry How pitiable her existence as a doctor was—she didn’t even have a dormitory to her name, no salary to speak of, and yet had to subsidize her own expenses.

Early the next day, Tang Yuxin went to the hospital and first checked on Wen Qi.

As he requested, the nurse indeed helped Wen Qi move to a new ward.

Although he still shared it with someone else, this time his roommate seemed much quieter.

Wen Qi had woken up and greeted Tang Yuxin with a weary but warm smile upon seeing her.

“Dr.

Tang, I’m sorry.”

What could Yuxin say?

She walked over, pulled up a chair, and sat down in front of Wen Qi without scolding or lecturing him.

“This is your only chance.

If you lose it again, you can try falling once more, but even Fairy Daluo won’t be able to save you.”

“I know, I know.” Wen Qi, who was always optimistic and cheerful, couldn’t hold back anymore.

He covered his face with his hands and burst into tears.

He had thought he was really done for this time, that he would leave his leg behind here as well.

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Even now, the pain he felt then was still vivid, clearly etched in his memory.

“Call your parents over.”

Yuxin took out her needle pack and placed it aside, neatly arranging the needles one by one.

Her request to call his parents left Wen Qi stunned, “Dr.

Tang, I…

I can…”

“You can?”

Yuxin narrowed her eyes slightly, and with a cold glance, Wen Qi was so unnerved he couldn’t utter another word, let alone dare to refute what Tang Yuxin said.

Yuxin took out her cell phone from her pocket and tossed it to Wen Qi.

“Call them yourself.

If I don’t see your parents before nightfall, someone else will take over as your primary physician.”

She didn’t want to perform a third surgery on him.

The second one already involved a fifty-fifty chance, and if there was a third, she didn’t want to be found anywhere near it.

It would be better just to find a doctor to amputate his leg.

Wen Qi, feeling inexplicably guilty under Tang Yuxin’s penetrating gaze, didn’t even dare to raise his head.

While he might have paid some heed to what others said, in front of Yuxin, he was like a child who had made a mistake.

Whatever Yuxin said was the absolute truth; if she said to go east, he wouldn’t dare to look west.

Even in the main hospital, this was how it was.

Yuxin hardly ever smiled at her patients, and even less so at those who disobeyed her.

Often, she didn’t need to say much at all—a single look was enough to make the patients as obedient as rabbits, as compliant as can be.

Wen Qi wasn’t just an ordinary young man.

Even the most powerful figures had to listen to the doctor once they were in the hospital.

Wen Qi sneaked a glance at Yuxin, who just then lifted her head.

The sight of her narrowed black eyes almost made him break down into tears again.

How terrifying.

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Is this even human?

Is this even a doctor?

Is this even a White Coat Angel?

This was like a devil incarnate.

Before Yuxin could speak, Wen Qi hurriedly dialed a number on the phone, preparing to call his parents.

He had intended to inform them when his leg was well on the way to recovery, having lied to them that he was in intense study sessions—in fact, they had no clue he was in Yun City and had experienced a massive earthquake.

He hadn’t been crushed to death in the earthquake, yet he had a car accident, nearly losing his life, and even had a second surgery on his leg.

Now, he was under the intimidating gaze of his primary physician.

His heart ached.

He was a patient,

He really was a patient.

As soon as the phone connection came through, the moment Wen Qi heard his parents’ voices, tears fell incessantly.

He hadn’t cried when he was injured, nor when he found out his leg was broken, nor even when he was in spasm from the pain all over his body after the surgery.

Even after the second operation had passed, despite not knowing how many cuts he had endured, he still hadn’t cried.

But now, at the sound of his parents’ voices, he cried.

Tang Yuxin methodically removed her needles.

Fortunately, the blood circulation in that leg was still not bad.

The bone was broken, but it was mendable—it hadn’t been a comminuted fracture.

If it had been, then even with all her skill, to be honest, she might not have been able to save his leg.

The sight of Wen Qi now somehow made Yuxin’s heart unbearably heavy, as if she were watching the grown versions of her family’s big and little white dogs becoming like this.

They were simply too disobedient, like wild children.

“Dr.

Tang, is my leg still okay?”

Wen Qi was about to cry, especially after calling his parents.

He had resigned himself to the reality that he really only had one leg left and that from now on he could only stand on one leg.

He couldn’t imagine how heartbroken and distraught his parents must be.

“It’s fine,” Tang Yuxin reassured him after collecting her needles, responding coolly, “You can afford to take a few more falls.”

Wen Qi suddenly felt embarrassed and dared not speak, like a little wife who had been mistreated.

After Tang Yuxin left, Wen Qi still shrank into himself, not daring to say a word.

But when the nurse came in, she saw Wen Qi looking so pitiful, half-dead to the world.

“What’s wrong, are you still worried?”

The nurse tried to comfort Wen Qi as if he were her little brother, “Although Dr.

Tang didn’t say anything, I think that there won’t be any problems.

It’s just that you might need to recuperate for a few more days.”

“I…”

Wen Qi fiddled with the blanket that covered him.

“Nurse sister, I feel like Dr.

Tang is in a bad mood, she seems so irritable,” he said, though Tang Yuxin hadn’t been angry or scolded him.

But he really could sense it.

Dr.

Tang was silently fuming.

“Of course she’d be in a bad mood,” the nurse actually felt quite sympathetic toward Tang Yuxin, “She’s the unrivaled top genius doctor of the main hospital, the most outstanding doctor there, and a national figure.

There are so many important people who seek her treatment.

She was supposed to be on vacation, but ended up in our hospital.”

“Without a salary, without a dorm, she’s been curled up in a corner every day, all for you,” the nurse said, then reached out and tousled Wen Qi’s hair.

“If I were Dr.

Tang, I’d have left long ago with a wave of my sleeve.

Who would stay?

She’s missed two plane tickets because of you.”

The more Wen Qi listened, the more ashamed he became, not even daring to lift his head.

He looked at his elevated half leg, and despite the pain, he gritted his teeth.

It really hurt.