My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 720: Chapter 712: The Arm is Broken Chapter 720: Chapter 712: The Arm is Broken She couldn’t think of anything, she couldn’t see anything, she just knew that her one hundred thousand dollars were gone, her money was gone, her money had been stolen by someone else.

It all belonged to her, all of it was her money.

She extended her hands, the red mist in her eyes thickened further, anger climbed up to her head, her eyes couldn’t see clearly, causing her thoughts to become muddled.

Suddenly, she took a step forward and forcefully pushed with both hands.

“Tang Yuxin, go to hell…”

Liangyu seemed about to take a step when she felt a force against her back; she fell forward, instinctively protecting her stomach with one hand and bracing herself with the other.

There was a crack from her arm, followed by a sharp pain, and although she had protected her stomach, it inevitably hit the ground.

In an instant, a severe pain came from her abdomen, and such pain almost made her black out, nearly losing the last of her consciousness.

Her right hand trembled, while her left hand had no response at all—no, there was a response, it was pain, heart-wrenchingly agonizing pain, and at that moment she didn’t know if it was her stomach or her arm that hurt more.

Or perhaps, both were in pain.

Most people would think of dying from enduring just one type of pain, yet she was suffering from two kinds of pain; this torment made her afraid to breathe too deeply, as if the pain that was tearing her body would slash her in half with each breath.

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The pain soaked her back with cold sweat; even her clothes were starting to get drenched, and the hair that reached her shoulders was now sticking to her face in strands.

When she looked back, she saw that Sang Zhilan had disappeared.

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Heh, she laughed so hard that she cried.

She knew she shouldn’t have had any illusions about that woman, she knew, hadn’t she always known?

Yet it still hurt, her heart still ached, her arm hurt, her stomach hurt, her heart was in pain too.

Even a stranger, encountering someone in need of help, should lend a hand, or at least have the decency to make a phone call if they can’t help.

No matter what, they wouldn’t just run away, especially not when that person is their own mother, their own flesh and blood.

Tang Yuxin closed her eyes, and the tears pooled in the corners finally fell, dropping onto the back of her hand.

Her finger trembled and eventually found her needle pack.

Don’t panic, yes, don’t panic, it’s going to be okay, it must be okay.

She comforted herself repeatedly, despite the tearing pain in her abdomen.

She was a doctor, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, she could do this, she must.

As she took out a needle, she could no longer hold back the acid in her eyes.

She didn’t care about anything else, her arm, her leg, her whole being.

All she wanted was to save her baby.

She could clearly sense that her child was in danger now, and that warm flow wasn’t amniotic fluid—it was blood.

She held the Silver Needle, but the tip trembled for a long time.

Then, she took a deep breath and started piercing her own body with the needles, one by one.

It hurt, a lot, the pain of the needles, a pain so intense that even the muscles in her body spasmed in response.

She had to be in pain, but she needed to be lucid with pain; otherwise, she really didn’t know if she would pass out.

And now, if she really did faint from the pain, both she and her children might die.

No matter what, she had to protect her children.

These were her children, the ones she had longed for through two lifetimes, the ones she shared with her Gu Ning.

Even if it meant giving up her own life, she had to save these twins.

It was just that after she had stuck countless needles into her own body and suffered numerous punctures, she had become desperate.

What to do?

She couldn’t heal herself, and the children were about to be born.

And yet, these were only seven-months-old fetuses.

If it had been just one child, it would have been manageable.

Many premature children live quite well, and with proper care, they can recover to normal.

Besides, there are plenty of cases of seven-month premature births.

But her case was different.

She was carrying twins.

If one child weighed five pounds, how much did the other weigh?

It was very possible that the twins weren’t equally absorbing nutrients—one heavy, the other light.

What if one was too light in weight?

What then?

A child weighing merely two or three pounds, smaller than a cat—how would they survive?

She didn’t even know if such children could be saved.

In her generation, she was already thirty-three years old.

Even if there were such children back then, they were hard to keep alive.

Moreover, current medicine was nowhere near as advanced as it would be in the future, and even the conditions were far inferior.

What to do?

She held her belly with one hand; the wind blew over her body now and then, yet it never managed to dry the sweat that covered her.

Her sweat poured out time and again, but she sat there alone under the dim streetlights, with not a single person or vehicle in sight.

“Help…

”

She wanted to scream, but her voice wouldn’t come out.

She was in so much pain, crying continuously, but now she was utterly helpless.

Despite her excellent medical skills, she couldn’t save herself, couldn’t save her own children.

What to do, what on earth to do?

Who would come to rescue her, rescue her children…

Just then, she thought she heard footsteps approaching.

But her vision was blurry, she could just hear the footsteps getting closer, heading towards her.

She opened her eyes wide, enduring the pain, keeping them open.

She couldn’t sleep, couldn’t faint; she had to stay awake; she needed to see clearly.

“Yuxin, Yuxin…

”

The sudden shouts and the sensation of a light pat on her face finally brought a glimmer of light to the bottom of her eyes.

“Yuxin, what’s wrong with you?”

Gu Ning was afraid to move recklessly; he didn’t know where she was hurt, why she looked so pale, why she was sweating so much, and why she wasn’t speaking.

What was wrong with her?

Tang Yuxin opened her mouth, her voice so faint it was almost inaudible.

“Hospital, take me to the hospital…”

Gu Ning quickly lifted Tang Yuxin, but he felt her muscles spasm, as if she was enduring immense pain.

When he looked down, his pupils involuntarily shrank—he saw that one of her arms was twisted in an abnormal way.

Her arm…

was broken.