My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 658: Chapter 650: Asking for His Help Chapter 658: Chapter 650: Asking for His Help Director Zhu couldn’t help shivering.

What on earth did Tong Shu do to offend Tang Yuxin so much, and why was Tang Yuxin’s decision this time so resolute, a definitive no to saving, after he had spent so much time persuading her?

Tang Yuxin had been so difficult to talk to this time, even though she had been willing to take on Mr.

Wang, who was barely clinging to life.

Now, no matter what, Tong Shu’s condition should be much easier to treat than Mr.

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Wang’s, right?

After all, it was just about saving a leg, not a life.

Though it’s true that sometimes a life is harder to save than a leg, in this case, Tong Shu’s injury was clearly not life-threatening.

It was simply a matter of preserving both legs while life was not at risk.

This shouldn’t be too difficult for Tang Yuxin, should it?

Or was it that Director Zhu suddenly felt a numbness on his scalp, along with the realization that there might be details he did not know, secrets that Tong Feng had not shared with him, and that Tang Yuxin had also not mentioned?

If that was the case, then things were problematic indeed.

“What, she doesn’t agree?”

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Tong Feng’s legs went weak, and he fell back into the chair behind him.

Within just a few months, the once sage-like Saintly National Doctor was no more, now just an ordinary decrepit old man.

He had lost his ancient home, his reputation, and his family business had been ruined.

Even his granddaughter had lost her arms, and now her only hope lay in the hands of their enemy; an enemy who would definitely not save her.

He was painfully aware that not just Tang Yuxin, but anyone, would likely refuse to save someone who had once harmed them, without the slightest qualm.

Yet, with his face thick with shame, he had still come to ask for Director Zhu’s help, holding out hope that perhaps Director Zhu might be able to lend a hand.

He couldn’t cure Tong Shu’s illness, and in this world, the only one who could was Tang Yuxin, whose Rejuvenation Acupuncture Technique and bone-setting surgery were her own.

Yes, Tang Yuxin’s bone-setting surgery, her surgical techniques, which would later become widespread in hospitals nationwide, with all kinds of medical institutions able to perform such surgery, just like a standard fracture operation today.

But that was the future.

Presently, Tang Yuxin’s surgical techniques were a decade ahead of anyone else’s, with a very high success rate and inimitable by others.

Now, if Tong Shu wanted to keep her legs, she probably really could only rely on Tang Yuxin.

However, Tong Feng dared not even speak of the grudge between them.

“Yes, she disagrees,” sighed Director Zhu, “The girl is naturally very stubborn.

If she refuses something, even I can do nothing about it.

You don’t know, if she hadn’t come to the main hospital on her own initiative, we still wouldn’t know which hospital would be boasting about her.

I may be the director, but I can’t force her too much.

Otherwise, what if she up and leaves, then what?”

Tong Feng sat there in silence, his temples seemingly growing a few shades whiter.

“Old Tong, may I ask you a few questions?”

Director Zhu asked cautiously, also carefully observing Tong Feng’s expression.

If he saw Tong Feng’s countenance shift unfavorably, he promised himself not to utter another word.

However, he felt that it was imperative to understand the situation clearly.

They had to address the core issues.

Otherwise, no matter their ideas, they would be utterly helpless.

Tong Feng nodded slightly, his murky eyes filled with red veins.

Director Zhu pondered for a moment before tentatively asking.

“Old Master Tong, I want to know if you and Yuxin have had some conflict that I don’t know about?”

His intuition told him this might be the case.

Don’t blame him for his wild thoughts; it just seemed likely, otherwise, given Tang Yuxin’s temperament, she wouldn’t be causing such senseless trouble.

Tong Feng’s face changed upon the question, his chapped lips writhing for quite some time without giving Director Zhu a definite answer.

Director Zhu knew he had guessed correctly, but he couldn’t get the specifics of the matter.

“How about this…” Director Zhu stood up, suddenly thinking of a potential helper, “If we can get him to lend a hand, perhaps Tong Shu can still be saved.

I cannot think of anyone else who could persuade Tang Yuxin.

I fear he is the only one.”

“Who is it?” Tong Feng suddenly raised his head, his voice laced with urgency.

He could not afford to wait; if he didn’t act quickly, Tong Shu would end up a human stick with a body but no limbs.

For his granddaughter, even if she could no longer be the pride of the Tong Family, she was still the granddaughter he had doted on for so many years, and his only granddaughter.

He could only lower his head, swallow his pride, and offer up the dignity he had upheld all his life.

Tong Shu lay there, half-dead, sometimes opening her eyes to blankly stare out the window.

Her gaze, rising and falling with the passing moments, ultimately fixated between her own dull, lifeless eyes.

Gu Ning pushed open the door and walked in.

Director Zhu hurriedly stood up upon seeing him, with Tong Feng still seated on one side.

“You’ve arrived.”

“Yes,” Gu Ning replied indifferently, then moved to a sofa on the side and sat down properly, with his legs together and hands resting naturally on his knees, his jaw set firmly, his eyes looking straight ahead.

Like a pine or cypress, bearing an air of elegance and unyielding character.

“You were looking for me?” Gu Ning asked Tong Feng coolly.

Seeing Gu Ning’s indifferent attitude, Tong Feng felt that Gu Ning might already know, perhaps even more than he did.

“I want…” Tong Feng couldn’t help but lick his chapped, peeling lips, struggling to articulate his request.

In the past, he would never have believed that a day would come when he, Tong Feng, would have to beg someone for help, unable to voice his needs.

“I want to ask you for a favor.”

Tong Feng closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his face was full of embarrassment.

But despite the discomfort, he still managed to say it, using the word “ask.” Not long ago, people would come to him, asking for medical treatment, begging for their lives to be saved, regardless of who they were or what they had done.

With him, they all used the word “ask.”

And now, he had used that word himself.

Why did it have to be so embarrassing?

“Say it.”

Gu Ning could guess what Tong Feng wanted to say, but still, he wanted Tong Feng to say it himself.

There was a natural justice in this world, and moral principles prevailed.

He knew what he had done, and Tang Yuxin’s lack of revenge was not because she had let go of her grudges, but rather because heaven had already taken vengeance on her behalf.

Moreover, the Tong Family had already given up their ancestral home, so regardless of past events, there was now no relation to them.