My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 719: Chapter 711: If You Won’t Give, Then You Won’t Give Chapter 719: Chapter 711: If You Won’t Give, Then You Won’t Give Although it was just a small medicinal recipe, its importance was immense.

If Sang Zhilan truly wanted the recipe to prevent illness, then Tang Yuxin could give them the medicine she had prepared, as much as they needed.

After all, if a stranger asked for it, she would oblige, not to mention someone who was related to her by blood.

Even if she disliked Zhilan, even if she hated her, Sang Zhilan did indeed have a point when she said that Yuxin owed her a life for giving birth to her.

Even if Sang Zhilan considered her words as trivial as passing gas, Yuxin still had to acknowledge this blood connection.

“I want the recipe.”

Sang Zhilan really wanted to yell at Tang Yuxin, “You ask too many questions.”

But she didn’t yell in the end, afraid that the more she yelled, the less likely Tang Yuxin would be to give it to her.

“If you don’t speak, I’m leaving.” Tang Yuxin really didn’t want to stand anymore.

She was looking for a place to rest her legs.

Her legs were now swollen, and she needed to lie down at home to feel better, to reduce the swelling.

She truly didn’t understand, was Sang Zhilan blind?

Couldn’t she see that she was pregnant, that she was an expectant mother?

To have her, a pregnant woman, stand here for so long, she truly could do it.

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And as she stood, she felt like bursting into anger; she really couldn’t stand it anymore, nor did she want to.

“You’re not allowed to leave!” Sang Zhilan abruptly grabbed Tang Yuxin’s clothes.

Tang Yuxin stopped in her tracks, breaking into a cold sweat.

She hugged her belly and turned around with difficulty.

“Ms.

Sang, I am pregnant.”

Her voice was cold, her face increasingly contorted with frustration.

“Don’t you know that suddenly pulling on me could cause me to fall?” She was already unstable on her feet, and people were careful not to come too close to her on the street, fearing they might bump into her.

Had Sang Zhilan never borne children, never been a mother, to not know that you shouldn’t touch a pregnant woman, especially one who is seven months along?

“It’s because you won’t give me the recipe.” Sang Zhilan withdrew her hand, perhaps also feeling embarrassed.

She really hadn’t thought too much about it at the time, preoccupied with the recipe, and truly forgot that Tang Yuxin was expecting.

“Why should I give you the recipe?” Tang Yuxin felt no matter what, she was casting pearls before swine, and Sang Zhilan simply couldn’t understand plain human speech.

“The recipe is mine to give if I want, and mine to withhold if I choose.

You say you want the recipe, and I’m supposed to just hand over my master’s ancestral recipe to you?

Who do you think you are?”

“I am your birth mother.”

The thing that Sang Zhilan hated the most was this very statement from Tang Yuxin, “Who do you think you are?”

She had given birth to her, she was her daughter, and everything about her belonged to her.

It was only natural, and yet for such a trivial recipe, she was unwilling.

If she had known she would give birth to such a thing, she would have strangled it at birth to save herself the trouble of being angered by her as she grew up.

“I know you gave birth to me,” Tang Yuxin gently twisted her wrist.

“If we didn’t have this relationship, do you think you could hit me, freeload off of me, make me act as a con artist for Jin Wenhan’s surgery?”

Each of these words, though true, represented exactly what Sang Zhilan had done, what she had once done.

She should have been shamefaced, but instead, she felt even more hatred.

Enough, enough, what she was most tired of now was hearing these things.

“I won’t quibble over the rest.

Just give me that recipe, and from then on, you live your life, and I’ll live mine.

We’ll act as if I never gave birth to you, and you never had a mother like me.”

“You’ve said that many times already,” Tang Yuxin coldly silenced Sang Zhilan.

That woman’s word was as unreliable as a fart.

“Are you going to give it to me or not?” Sang Zhilan was fuming with embarrassment.

“No.”

Tang Yuxin’s red lips parted slightly, and out came a very firm refusal.

She wouldn’t give up the prescription, preferring to donate it to the hospital rather than give it to Sang Zhilan.

Who knows what Sang Zhilan would do with that prescription?

“You give me the prescription, and I’ll give you ten thousand yuan.”

Sang Zhilan hardened her heart and took out ten thousand yuan.

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It was painful for her to part with any money at all, let alone a tenth of a hundred thousand.

“Someone wants your prescription to make medicine, offering twenty thousand yuan.

The money is mine to earn, so I’ll take ten thousand, and the other ten thousand is yours.

You don’t have to do anything and you’ll earn ten thousand yuan just like that.

Do you really think you can come across such a good deal anywhere?”

After hearing this, Tang Yuxin practically doubted Sang Zhilan’s intelligence, wondering if she had a brain at all.

Of course, this was also the most ridiculous joke she had heard in her life, no, in her two lifetimes.

Sang Zhilan actually wanted to use her prescription to make money, her prescription?

“Ten thousand yuan is enough, isn’t it?

What else do you want?” Seeing that Tang Yuxin remained silent, Sang Zhilan thought she was still considering, or perhaps wanted more money.

No, she could only give ten thousand yuan.

Any more than that wouldn’t be worth it for her.

Tang Yuxin didn’t want to talk anymore.

She felt speechless in the face of such a person.

She touched her belly, and the child inside moved as well, as if the two little ones were fighting each other.

It could also be a protest; she was tiring the two out, and they wanted to rest, but how could they with her standing like this?

Her emotions were tense, and because she was so emotionally out of control, the little ones were also restless now.

Tang Yuxin took a deep breath.

The early autumn breeze was refreshing and had taken away some of the heat from the day.

At least when she breathed in, there was a touch of coolness without the agitation of the daytime.

“The prescription…”

Just as Sang Zhilan brought up the topic again, Tang Yuxin cut her off.

“Don’t even think about it,” Tang Yuxin gently touched her stomach, soothing the restless little beings inside.

“I won’t give you that prescription.

I won’t sell it.

I’ll donate it to the hospital if it’s really that useful.”

“Spendthrift!”

The more Sang Zhilan listened, the more her chest hurt.

What kind of fool had she brought into this world?

How could she push away free money and give away the prescription for nothing?

She was her own mother, yet she refused to give it to her and would give it away for free instead.

Tang Yuxin tugged at her red lips.

She had said her piece; what needed to be said had been said, and she would not give in.

As she turned around and walked away, little did she know that behind her, Sang Zhilan stood with eyes reddened by resentment,

Indeed, at that moment, Sang Zhilan’s eyes were red, as if veiled in red gauze.