My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 679: Chapter 671: Make a Fierce Move Chapter 679: Chapter 671: Make a Fierce Move “Was it you who snitched?

Tell me, was it you who betrayed us, was it you who told Jin Wenhan and his son that we were here?” Sang Zhilan grew angrier as she spoke, and the angrier she became, the less she could control her own hands.

She stretched out her hand and grasped Tang Yuxin’s neck, tightening her grip with force, as if she intended to strangle Tang Yuxin to death right there.

How deep must the hatred be to drive someone to such a vicious act?

Even if that person is one’s own biological daughter.

Tang Yuxin simply stared at Sang Zhilan with a calmness so intense that, in contrast with the crazed Sang Zhilan, she seemed terrifyingly still and chillingly indifferent.

Just as Sang Zhilan was about to exert more force, a hand appeared from nowhere, landing directly on Sang Zhilan’s wrist.

Sang Zhilan felt as though the bones in her wrist were aching, as if they were about to be crushed by someone’s grip.

With a forceful shake, that hand threw her backward several steps, nearly causing her to fall to the ground.

Tang Yuxin placed her hand on her own neck, the tightness, and the near-choking sensation from just moments ago, still vividly remembered.

Yes, one must remember the pain and remind oneself.

Some people will never change in their lifetime.

“Should I detain her?” The voice from above made Tang Yuxin’s nose feel slightly sour.

She shook her head, “No need, after all, I didn’t die.”

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In fact, she knew without needing a mirror that her neck must be red.

Only then did Sang Zhilan come back to her senses.

She looked at her hand and avoided making eye contact with anyone else.

It wasn’t on purpose, truly it wasn’t.

If Tang Yuxin hadn’t made her angry, she wouldn’t have raised her hand.

“Don’t you want to know why Jin Wenhan is here?”

Tang Yuxin twisted her neck again, grateful it wasn’t broken.

Indeed, she wasn’t foolish enough to seek out her own death, and even if Gu Ning hadn’t intervened, she would never have let Sang Zhilan actually strangle her to death.

Sang Zhilan didn’t speak, but Tang Yuxin knew she was listening.

It was just that having done something wrong, she dared not face it.

“I am a doctor,” she scoffed, “You should thank me for saving Jin Wenhan’s life, otherwise your beloved daughter would have been buried alongside them.”

“I’ve seen many people, but you are the first I’ve encountered who repays kindness with enmity.”

She had never called Sang Zhilan mother, not once from childhood to adulthood.

That woman was not her mother, her mother died giving birth to her.

What she owed had been repaid, and now in this world, it was only Sang Zhilan who owed her, and she would not owe Sang Zhilan anything.

“Let’s go,” Tang Yuxin turned away, pulling her collar up again as she did so.

She didn’t want to hear Sang Zhilan’s explanations, which were just excuses Sang Zhilan had invented for herself.

And these excuses, whether one sort or another, did not provide any comfort to her heart, only a sense of ridicule, a profound sense of ridicule.

In the restroom, Tang Yuxin touched her neck, and sure enough, whether in this life or the last, Sang Zhilan was always capable of being ruthless towards her.

It was so bruised, probably not something that would heal in a day or two.

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Fortunately, the clothes she wore in the hospital all had high collars.

When she flipped the collar up, it really wasn’t noticeable.

If someone else discovered it, she really wouldn’t know how to explain.

Should she tell the truth, that she was nearly strangled to death by her own mother?

Or should she say she lost hope and found a rope to hang herself with?

When she came out, Gu Ning was still waiting outside.

She walked over to him, standing in front of Gu Ning like a little animal waiting for comfort, now only short of someone stroking her fur.

“It’s not serious, is it?” Gu Ning touched Tang Yuxin’s neck.

“If it had been your hand, it would have been serious.”

Tang Yuxin could still joke so nonchalantly about it.

Yes, how strong could Sang Zhilan be?

If it had been Gu Ning’s steel hand, she probably could have been ready for burial by now.

Gu Ning rubbed Tang Yuxin’s head firmly.

Tang Yuxin quickly covered her head with her hands.

Doesn’t he know how important a hairstyle is?

Although, right now, she didn’t really have any other style—just a tomboy look with no straightening, no curls, no beauty—but it was convenient.

Get up in the morning, grab it a few times, and she could go out the door.

Yet, she still liked to look pretty, so when it came to the importance of hairstyles, she always kept it in mind, never allowing her hairstyle to ruin her beautiful youth.

Gu Ning rubbed her head again, making her hair, which was plastered down on her scalp, a little fluffier.

It gave her a somewhat special look now.

“Let’s go, let’s eat first, there’s something delicious,” Gu Ning didn’t say much more, nor did he mention the name Sang Zhilan.

Right now, the most important thing was to comfort Tang Yuxin’s wounded little cabbage heart and hope she could turn her sorrow into appetite and enjoy a good meal.

“Sure,” Tang Yuxin smiled, her hands behind her back.

Although the smile was the same old smile, one could easily notice the absent-mindedness on her face.

In fact, she didn’t care as little as she showed.

It’s not that she wasn’t heartbroken, she was just less wounded.

Just not as painfully noticeable as before.

To comfort Tang Yuxin’s now-injured spirit, Gu Ning, breaking his usual practice, splurged on a meal.

Sometimes the best healing is food, after all.

He took Tang Yuxin to a faraway restaurant and ordered a whole table of dishes for her to enjoy by herself.

And that table full of dishes, each made with complete flavor, aroma, and appearance, and of course, exquisite in every way.

Tang Yuxin could fill her stomach with just one chopstick per dish.

Although she felt Gu Ning was being wasteful, faced with so many delicious dishes, she was delighted, picked up the chopsticks, and started eating until her belly was round and full, almost needing support from the wall to walk.

“Feeling better?”

Gu Ning was still eating slowly, unlike Tang Yuxin, who had somewhat binged.

“Pretty nice,” Tang Yuxin touched her inflated belly.

Indeed, a dish of delicious food is the best way to relieve stress, not to mention a whole table of delicacies.

Even in her worst moods, she felt relieved now.

Alright, it was time to go home.

She had finished her work at the hospital, had plenty of rest, and eaten her fill.

It was time to get rid of those two at home.

Yes, the so-called battle had begun; it was just a question of whether the mother and daughter’s combat strength was sufficient.