My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 651: Chapter 643: No One Shall Be Spared Chapter 651: Chapter 643: No One Shall Be Spared As she counted on her fingers, Zhang Xiaomei was likely to return soon.

Remembering how she looked down on everyone through her nostrils in her previous life, with a fake plastic face, Tang Yuxin genuinely felt that Gu Ning should really get his eyes checked.

Where exactly did he grow those eyes?

How could he fancy someone so ugly, and even be stubbornly devoted?

It’s as if he had been poisoned.

But never mind, no matter what poison he was under, she was determined to pry him away…

Let Zhang Xiaomei roll away.

If she wants to cause trouble, let her do it to someone else, so as not to end up harming Yuxin.

After all, she shared no family ties with those surnamed Zhang and certainly wasn’t so infatuated with the surname Zhang that it cost her her life.

Her life belonged to her alone.

The old gentleman stood up, watching Tang Yuxin clench her teeth, grind her jaw, and narrow her eyes at times; he didn’t know who the unfortunate soul was that had angered her.

Tang Yuxin wasn’t scary, not in the least bit scary.

But what was scary was her identity; she was a doctor, and not just any doctor, but an extremely outstanding one at that.

No one dared to offend a doctor; to do so was not just offending a doctor, it was courting death.

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Old Master Wang knew that Tang Yuxin’s reputation would grow even larger in the future.

Everyone only has one life, and a doctor who can bring people back from the brink of death is undoubtedly offering them a second, third, or even fourth or fifth lease on life.

Such a guarantee is sure to move anyone; only a true fool would pick a fight with a doctor.

And Tong Feng was such a fool.

The old gentleman had stayed at the Tang Family for a total of three months.

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Starting from the second month, he had already discarded his crutches and was being well-fed and well-cared for every day, drinking a cup of health-preserving liquor each day and looking redder and healthier.

This could be put aside, but even the skin on his face was much better than before.

At over seventy, he had looked like he was in his eighties, but now he looked like he was in his fifties—if he dyed his hair, he could easily appear twenty years younger.

However, the old gentleman had never considered dyeing his hair.

His white hair was a youthful white, a genetic trait of his family.

Just look at his eldest son, Master Wang, who at just over forty already had a head full of white hair.

The old gentleman’s white hair was his trademark.

Before he arrived, as soon as his hair was seen, everyone knew who he was.

If he dyed it black, would he still be himself?

“Dad, be careful on the road,” Zhang Xiangcao said as she packed the shoes she had hurriedly made overnight into the car.

When people get old, their feet start to swell, and the shoes purchased from stores are never comfortable.

The shoes she made herself were much better, though nowadays hardly anyone still makes them.

Xiangcao had learned to make shoes from her mother since she was a child.

Back then, their family was poor and lacked a male provider, barely scraping by on a few meager plots of land and their skill in shoemaking.

Even though everyone buys shoes now, Xiangcao still loved making them.

Knowing that the old gentleman was leaving, she had worked tirelessly for several days without proper rest to make several pairs of shoes—thin ones, cotton padded ones, and slippers.

She knew the old gentleman liked the shoes she made, so she prepared a whole bundle of them, ensuring he wouldn’t run out after washing his current pair.

“I know,” the old gentleman replied, his tears streaming.

He had just acknowledged a daughter and cherished his new daughter dearly.

If it weren’t for the fact that Tang Yuxin was indispensable to the Tang Family at the moment, he would have taken Zhang Xiangcao to Beijing long ago.

“When you have time, remember to come and visit your dad, alright?”

“I will,” Xiangcao said, wiping away her tears.

She grew up without a biological father and was raised by her mother alone.

Although it was a nominal adoption, she genuinely considered the old gentleman as her real father.

She hadn’t had the chance to fulfill her filial duties for long before he was set to leave; how could she bear parting with him?

The old gentleman was also reluctant to leave his daughter, but he still had to return to the Imperial Capital, where a pile of matters awaited him.

Once he settled all the affairs, he planned to retire and then live out his old age here, where he believed he could perhaps add a few more years to his life.

The old gentleman returned on a private jet, and naturally, Tang Yuxin hitched a ride, as she needed to report back to the head office.

She had gone over a year without working there; if she didn’t show up soon, the hospital staff might not even recognize her anymore.

“You must remember to bring my granddaughter to see me,” the old gentleman nagged Tang Yuxin throughout the flight.

Although he was an old man, his nagging could really compete with an old woman’s.

Even as they disembarked, he didn’t forget to remind Tang Yuxin a few more times, in case she truly forgot.

Tang Yuxin agreed continuously and reassured him several more times before they went their separate ways.

“This really has been tough on you.”

Director Zhu truly felt like a burden had been lifted.

He couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness, the patient was finally cured.

“It’s nothing, it’s what I should do.”

Tang Yuxin was extremely satisfied with this mission.

Not only had she cured the patient, but she had also gained a powerful backer.

Nowadays, it’s good to rely on the shade of a big tree.

Regardless, the Tong Family owed her, and it was right that they pay her back.

Tong Feng, and Tong Shu too, neither could be spared.

“There are a few patients here that need you to take over,” said Director Zhu, reluctant to burden Tang Yuxin with these matters so soon after her return, without having had any rest.

But the conditions of a few of the patients were indeed serious, beyond the capabilities of the hospital.

They were all waiting on her for the final verdict.

He didn’t know whether Tang Yuxin had any solutions.

If she did, that would be great.

If not, then they had tried their best and could face the patients with a clear conscience.

“Alright, I got it,” Tang Yuxin gripped her wrist, having not been at the hospital for a while and finding everything somewhat unfamiliar.

The hospital was the same as before, but she encountered many new faces.

After leaving the director’s office, she returned to her place of residence.

It had been three months since she was last there, and she needed to do some cleaning.

As she rolled up her sleeves and prepared to start, there was a knock at the door.

This time of day?

Who could it be?

Setting down her cleaning rag, she opened the door to find a man with a backpack standing there.

The evening sun filtered through the window, casting its rays upon every strand of his hair, soft and fine as needlepoints, clinging to his forehead.

He wore a suit, the cleanliness and tidiness of which Tang Yuxin was always familiar with, mirroring his personality—meticulous and impeccable, whether standing before or behind others.

Tang Yuxin lifted her gaze and caught sight of the man’s deep, pitch-black eyes.