My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 673: Chapter 665: Raise it Chapter 673: Chapter 665: Raise it It wasn’t that her surgery was performed exceedingly well, or that she was a genius, but rather that she knew many techniques that would not appear until a decade later.

And now, only she was aware of these methods.

It was impossible for there to be another person who had been reborn and just happened to have the identity of a doctor, a physician.

Thus, Tang Yuxin was quite surprised.

She wondered who exactly had performed this surgery.

Could it really have been her?

But she couldn’t blame herself for forgetting, as there were indeed a few surgeries where she only knew the patients, and not their names.

“It’s my son’s fiancee, no, not yet married, at most a fiancee,”

When the man spoke of this matter, his heart was filled with hate, itching to tear the flesh and drink the blood of that woman.

“She cheated on him, and my son caught her in the act.

She almost killed my son.

I will kill her for sure, she will have to pay with her life for what she did to my son.”

Tang Yuxin’s brows slightly furrowed, as some memories were inexplicably becoming clearer.

It seemed she was starting to remember.

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Could this Jin Wenhan be the one she had saved by coughing up blood in the past?

“Is her name Wei Jiani?”

Tang Yuxin held her pen over the medical record, her lips pressed lightly together, containing much unspoken.

She was asking, yet she had a certainty, almost certain that if this man came instead of Jin Wenhan’s mother, she might have recognized her at a glance.

And that woman Wei Jiani seemed truly capable of such “good deeds.”

“How did you know?”

The middle-aged man slammed his hands onto the desk, “Dr.

Tang, do you know where that woman is?”

Tang Yuxin lifted her face, her cold features and even colder eyes seemed to dampen the burning hatred in the man’s eyes as if doused with cold water.

“I’m sorry, Dr.

Tang, I was just too agitated,” the middle-aged man apologized hastily, realizing he had spoken out of turn.

After all, the one who cheated was someone else, the one who beat his son was someone else, the one who left his son half-dead was someone else, it had nothing to do with Tang Yuxin.

To put it bluntly, Tang Yuxin was their savior; whether his son could recover depended on this physician.

No matter the era or circumstances, one must never offend a genius and truly skilled doctor.

Tang Yuxin kept her head down, continuing to write in the medical record.

“Doctor, my son…

”

Jin Wenhan’s father asked anxiously.

Was his son okay?

Did he need more medication or another surgery?

“Just let him heal.”

Tang Yuxin said indifferently.

She never liked to talk much about anyone related to Wei Jiani.

If it weren’t for the fact that Jin Wenhan was her patient now, she wouldn’t even give him a second glance.

What did she mean by “just let him heal”?

Jin Wenhan’s father wanted to ask more, but seeing Tang Yuxin’s reticent demeanor, he had to swallow back the words he was about to say.

Perhaps all geniuses have their quirks.

This Dr.

Tang’s medical skills were excellent, capable of curing illnesses others couldn’t, but her temperament was slightly odd, so odd that he had no idea how to speak to her properly.

“Give money, geniuses don’t lack money.”

“Give fame, they don’t need fame either.”

So what do you give them?

It seems like whatever you give, they don’t need it.

As for this ‘nurture’ word, could he interpret it to mean that his son only needs to lie down, not move, and be well taken care of, and then he could gradually recover?

It was only after he left that Tang Yuxin put down the pen in her hand and set aside the medical records and work notes.

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Her tight lips suddenly lifted upward in a derisive sneer.

She knew it.

Why were that mother and daughter so obsequious?

No matter how much coldness they faced, they were unwilling to leave.

It turned out they weren’t ignoring or misunderstanding; they simply didn’t need to listen to her at all.

Indeed, they weren’t here for a tour; they were here seeking refuge.

Adultery, assault, then leaving someone half-dead—Wei Jiani would have had a hard time with even one of these issues, let alone all three.

And with Jin’s mother being that kind of person, she would have made it even worse for Wei Jiani.

If Jin’s mother hadn’t been half-dead herself, Wei Jiani might not have survived.

But fortunately, it was Jin’s father who came, not Jin’s mother—Tang Yuxin wouldn’t have wanted to save her.

But one had to admit, Sang Zhilan was indeed clever, very clever indeed.

She knew where best to hide and how to ensure Wei Jiani’s safety.

Indeed, she was a true mother.

As long as Wei Jiani could get better, she didn’t care what Tang Yuxin did, even if they were eventually found.

Wasn’t Tang Yuxin still there to take the hit for them?

Little did they dream that Jin Wenhan would become Tang Yuxin’s patient and that she would actually save him.

One couldn’t tell whether Sang Zhilan and her daughter would be surprised or horrified by the news.

Surprised, because the person didn’t die, so Wei Jiani wouldn’t have to carry the burden of a dead person.

Horrified, because if Jin Wenhan recovered, how his legs were treated would mean Wei Jiani would be blamed for deceit.

In Tang Yuxin’s opinion, this was not some wealthy family romance; it was just a melodramatic soap opera, one that was outrageously so, a rarity in life.

Of course, only a woman like Wei Jiani could pull off such a melodramatic soap opera.

“How is Jin Wenhan doing?” Tang Yuxin asked a nurse about the situation.

If he’s been moved to a regular ward, then there should be no major problems.

Besides, she had great confidence in her medical skills—confidence not born of blindness, but from genuine expertise.

His own recovery ability was there; from there, convalescence was just a matter of time.

The ‘nurture’ she spoke of was not the nurture of growing old or fattening like pigs, but of time—recovery always required a process, whether emotional or physical wounds, they were similar, interconnected.

The nurse quickly checked her duty chart, “Body temperature normal, blood pressure normal, woke up for a while in the morning, bowel and bladder functions are also normal.”

“Hmm…” Tang Yuxin nodded and put her hand into her pocket.

Her stomach growled, signifying hunger.

The nurse covered her mouth and laughed, “Doctor Tang, your stomach is protesting.”

Tang Yuxin touched her belly embarrassedly, “Actually, it’s been protesting all night; I just didn’t pay attention to it.”

All right, Tang Yuxin took off her work clothes, ready to go home.

She needed a good rest; there were two surgeries scheduled for the afternoon.

Time was indeed tight for her, but the good thing was that there was something to look forward to.

After all, in a few days, she wouldn’t be this busy and could start her early retirement.

She took out her phone and held it to her ear, yawning uncontrollably from fatigue.