My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 711: Chapter 703 Can’t Provoke Chapter 711: Chapter 703 Can’t Provoke She knew that even if she truly died, no one would cry for her in sorrow; no one had come to visit her even once since she had become like this, not even her best friend, whose trace had disappeared.

Recalling the words Tang Yuxin had said before leaving, she couldn’t help shivering and nearly ran off, scrambling, with her belongings in tow, determined to never see Tang Yuxin again.

That woman was too terrifying.

But when it came to giving up everything she now had, she was not willing to let go.

Everything here was rightfully hers—if only Tang Yuxin hadn’t appeared, these would have been hers to begin with.

How could she possibly relinquish them willingly?

Without telling anyone, she withdrew all the money from her bank account, fearing Gu Ning would freeze it, rendering it useless in the future.

It was quite a sizable sum, amounting to tens of thousands.

If she spent it frugally, it could last her several years, but she was accustomed to spending money lavishly.

With that money, she returned to Li Tang Village, thinking that as Tang Zhinian was still in the village, she just needed to talk to him about the situation.

Perhaps Tang Zhinian might even beat Tang Yuxin to death.

What do such simple and honest rural folks fear the most if not losing face?

However, upon her return, she found Li Tang Village had changed more than she had imagined.

She could hardly recognize the place from her memories, save for the several crooked-neck trees at the entrance of the village, which were said to be ancient trees over a hundred years old, now protected.

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Of course, they had become a landmark of Li Tang Village.

Upon her return, Zhang Xiaomei immediately sought to inquire discreetly about the Tang Family’s affairs.

No sooner had she asked than the person began to talk non-stop about the Tang Family’s current prosperity.

They had several real estate properties elsewhere and had made a good deal of money.

But they had not forgotten their roots—the roads in the village were paved by them, the new school was built by them, and even the village’s elderly widowers and widows were supported by their charity.

Many of the village’s young men worked for the Tang Family.

Nowadays, everyone held the Tang Family in high esteem as good people and had even received the award for outstanding entrepreneur of the province.

The more Zhang Xiaomei listened, the more cold sweat she broke out into, until she no longer dared to listen.

She then inquired about her own family’s past.

Thinking about the Tang Family’s success, she assumed her father must have made something of himself as well—if he was like the Tang Family, building tall buildings and living in the city, making big money, then what would she need Gu Ning for?

She would be a queen in her own right, and who would she have to fear?

“Are you talking about that Zhang Family, the one that lost a daughter named Zhang something?”

“Zhang Yindi,” Zhang Xiaomei quickly reminded, “Yes, that’s them.

How are they doing, how many buildings have they built?”

“Build buildings?” The person laughed while covering their mouth, “They’re the poorest in our village.

They were fined heavily for violating the birth policy, barely managed to raise the eldest kid, and that one ended up running away and hasn’t been found to this day.

Their second child failed the university entrance exams several times and ended up in a vocational school.

And their youngest child was never good at studies.

With farming not bringing in money these past years, and with Mr.

Zhang having broken his leg, the family would be in dire straits if not for Tang Zhinian’s aid.

Who knows what kind of life they would be leading now?”

“Right, girl, why do you ask these things?”

The person’s eyes scanned Zhang Xiaomei’s face, “Strange, why do you seem so familiar to me?”

“Not at all, not at all,” Zhang Xiaomei hastily drew her scarf over her face, “I’ve always lived in the city.

I’m a classmate of Tang Yuxin, so I came to see what Tang Yuxin’s home is like.”

“Oh, I see,” the person did not suspect anything, “So you’re Xiaoyu’s classmate?

That’s wonderful.

Xiaoyu is such a good kid, an excellent student, and now a doctor at a major hospital.”

“Right, girl, since you’re her classmate, you must be a doctor too, right?

What a coincidence, last time Xiaoyu came back, she said there was something wrong with my heart and prescribed me some medicine.

I’ve taken it all.

Can you check how I’m doing, see if I’m better now?” she said, extending her hand with a gleeful smile, her face blossoming like a chrysanthemum.

Zhang Xiaomei awkwardly didn’t know where to put her hands.

“Auntie, I was Yuxin’s high school classmate.

I didn’t study medicine.”

“That’s alright then,” the aunt quickly withdrew her hand, not wanting Zhang Xiaomei to examine her anymore.

Even if Zhang Xiaomei wanted to, the aunt wouldn’t have it—what if she turned out to be a quack doctor who not only failed to cure the illness but ended up harming the patient instead?

Zhang Xiaomei didn’t dare linger there much longer.

She skulked around her family’s doorstep, noticed her limping father and her mother scolding her brother, and felt not a trace of emotion in her heart.

She turned and left without looking back, without any intention of acknowledging her parents.

She certainly didn’t dare to approach Tang Zhinian now.

Although she might be simple-minded and, despite having had her face changed but not her brains, that didn’t mean her mind was completely devoid of sense.

She knew she couldn’t compare to Tang Yuxin, not in family background, intelligence, looks—she fell short in every aspect.

She had also deceived Gu Ning.

How could she compete with Yuxin?

What if that evil Yuxin really used a needle on her, turning her stupid or crippling her?

After enduring so much to get this pretty face, not yet having enjoyed life, she couldn’t just let someone ruin it.

No matter if it was Gu Ning or Tang Yuxin, neither were good people.

Best not to provoke them.

Her steps became more hurried, the mountains behind her fading like a faint ink painting, growing ever more distant.

Her person, imbued with the colors of the era, could not blend into this landscape painting.

It was clear she could never return to this place and resume that impoverished life, burdened with siblings who had never made anything of themselves.

“What, she left?”

Tang Yuxin was surprised.

She thought Zhang Xiaomei would continue to entangle with them indefinitely.

Of course, she was prepared for a prolonged struggle, but how had she left so quickly?

Evidently, her combative spirit was lacking; it was quite disappointing.

“Yeah, heard she found a wealthy man and left with him.”