My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 742: Chapter 734 She Can’t Do It Either Chapter 742: Chapter 734 She Can’t Do It Either “I need to check first,” Half a day later, Tang Yuxin finally uttered these words.

Yes, she needed to check, and such an examination required high standards, which she feared.

The surgery wasn’t difficult for her, but the difficulty lay in suitability.

Even though Lin Yile was Qiqi’s mother, the one who gave birth to Qiqi and gave her life, her bones might not be suitable.

She still wasn’t certain if they were compatible; that was the issue she needed to consider.

If they weren’t suitable, then they might have to look for Qiqi’s biological father.

She only hoped that Lin Yile’s bones would be suitable, which would make everything easier to handle.

The next morning, everyone in the hospital learned that a young patient had been admitted, and it was Yuxin herself who had taken on the case.

Rumor had it that the patient was a relative of Lin Yile’s, although some had heard that Nurse Lin was actually the child’s mother.

So, without confirming if this was true, knowing that this was a child of one of the hospital staff made everyone pay extra attention and offer help where they could, especially since the child was so young and pitifully injured.

Both of her small legs were so badly injured that the bones were visible.

With such wounds, healing wouldn’t be easy, even for Doctor Tang.

What everyone was more eager to know was whether Tang Yuxin could truly heal the child’s legs.

If so, her medical skills would surely ascend to a new level.

Source: AllNovelFull.com, updated on ƝᴑνǤο.сο

Of course, for now, it was just their speculation, and they weren’t aware that if Yuxin’s surgery were to be successful, it wouldn’t just be an improvement in her medical skills; it would also become the nation’s first case of such a procedure.

Given the current medical conditions, she would definitely become famous.

Tang Yuxin herself had never aimed for fame.

Nor was this her specialty.

As for whose specialty it actually was, she really didn’t know.

She only knew that in ten years, it wouldn’t count as an easy surgery.

However, it would be common enough that at least six out of ten surgeons would know how to perform it, and it wouldn’t be considered proprietary.

ƝονǤο.ƈο

Bringing this technique out now is, to be honest, astonishingly unconventional, but it was a necessary measure.

As long as it could save Qiqi, she was willing to reveal as many techniques as necessary.

It was just unfortunate that the child had to endure more suffering for now, as there were still some preparatory tasks to complete.

Now wasn’t the best time for surgery, so they had to wait for a better moment.

Yuxin wasn’t worried about this delay, for her Rejuvenation Acupuncture Technique could restore Qiqi’s small legs to an optimal condition for transplant.

This would allow the transplanted bones to integrate more quickly and reduce the chance of rejection.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have delayed the surgery; she was simply waiting for the right time.

Now, her task was to perform the examination on Lin Yile.

She hoped that Yile would be compatible; otherwise, it would be really troublesome.

After the examination, Lin Yile was restless.

She was also afraid—afraid that her bones wouldn’t match her daughter’s and that she couldn’t save her child.

She had given Qiqi her first life, and she wanted her to continue living.

She truly felt that she had let her daughter down.

She wasn’t a good mother.

From the moment she was pregnant, she hadn’t taken good care of her, hadn’t breast-fed her once, or taught her to speak.

In two years, she had never seen her daughter.

She was sorry for her, truly sorry.

If her bones could save her daughter’s life, then she was willing to give them all, as long as it would help.

Tang Yuxin picked up the examination report, but as soon as she saw it, her heart sank.

It was a case of fear manifesting reality; the results weren’t good—no, they were terrible.

Although Lin Yile was Qiqi’s biological mother, her bones were utterly unsuitable for Qiqi.

Not even their blood types matched, which meant Lin Yile was definitively incompatible.

If she wasn’t suitable, then Mr.

and Mrs.

Lin wouldn’t be either.

“Are the results out?” Lin Yile walked into Yuxin’s office, thinking the results should be ready by now.

She should have waited for Yuxin to tell her, but she couldn’t wait any longer, so she came herself.

“Yuxin, are the results out?” As soon as she saw the stack of examination reports on the desk behind Yuxin, she breathed a sigh of relief, “When do we operate?”

She asked hopefully.

But gradually, the fingers she held behind her started clenching tightly, and her entire body trembled slightly.

Yuxin didn’t speak; Yile stepped forward, reached out slowly to take the report, and began reading word by word.

When her fingers turned to the last page, the report slipped from her hands and fell to the floor.

“Yuxin, could there be a mistake?” she hastily grabbed Yuxin’s sleeve, “I am Qiqi’s mother, how could there be a mistake?

My bones must be usable for Qiqi, right?

I gave her life, her bones, mine must be suitable, right?”

“It’s wrong, there must be some mistake.

Let’s check again,” she said, standing up, ready to run outside.

She couldn’t believe the results, she refused to believe them.

There had to be a mistake.

She was Qiqi’s mother; her bone marrow had to be usable.

It was wrong—it had to be.

“Lele…”

Tang Yuxin suddenly called out to Lin Yile.

Lin Yile still wanted to leave, but her feet were rooted to the spot, unable to take a step.

“Lele, you and Qiqi aren’t compatible,” Yuxin lifted her face, her cool eyes showing not the slightest sign of jest.

She was serious, more so than at any other time.

What she said was final: when she said it wouldn’t work, it meant it wouldn’t work.

“Your blood types are different, which means your bones aren’t a match.

Therefore, you can’t donate bone for Qiqi.”

“It’s not possible,” Lin Yile suddenly grabbed her hair and collapsed to the floor.

She refused to believe it, she couldn’t believe it.

If she did, it would mean her Qiqi would be left without legs.

It was all her fault, hers alone, and it had nothing to do with Qiqi.

If punishment was due, let her bear it alone.

Take her legs, her arms, her life if necessary, but please spare her daughter.

She was still a child, just a three-year-old child.

Tang Yuxin stood up, walked over to Lin Yile, and crouched down before her.