My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 757: Chapter 749: Not Boyfriend and Girlfriend Chapter 757: Chapter 749: Not Boyfriend and Girlfriend Hmm, that’s what good friends are for, to be trapped just like that.

“Did you bring it?” Wang Zitan asked Tang Sisi, who had just come out, only to see Tang Sisi in a pair of denim jeans and a white shirt, with a pair of canvas shoes on her feet and a slanted ponytail done up; she was exuding youth in every way, and for the first time, Wang Zitan really felt like an old cow eating young grass.

But he was set on munching on this young grass, no matter how difficult it got, he was going to pluck it.

Otherwise, he’d end up an old bachelor.

To prevent himself from angering his own grandfather to death, he had no choice but to make a move on the country’s young blooms.

Besides, their age difference wasn’t too great, not ten or twenty years apart, just eight years.

Is eight years such a big deal?

Not at all, right?

Of course, Tang Sisi had no idea what the fleeting complexity in Wang Zitan’s eyes meant as she patted her backpack, “It’s here, right?”

“Good,” Wang Zitan smiled, and that smile blossomed instantly like the ephemeral cactus flower, stunning Tang Sisi.

Cousin looks so handsome when he smiles.

Tang Sisi squinted slightly, feeling her heart thumping a bit faster than usual.

“Let’s go,” Wang Zitan stretched out his hand, and Tang Sisi naturally slipped her own into his large palm.

Then she let him lead her away; she was used to it.

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As long as Wang Zitan was there, she didn’t need to watch where she was going, or care about anything at all.

Just eat and play.

Meanwhile, Tang Yuxin in the military hospital suddenly felt an inexplicable jump in her heart, a sense of crisis she couldn’t place.

She stood up, not knowing where this feeling of crisis came from, but felt something was definitely off.

Furthermore, she was restless and had forgotten when was the last time she had experienced such negative emotions.

She took out her phone, started searching through it, and finally found Tang Sisi’s number.

The one person she couldn’t stop worrying about in the family was that little girl, left alone in school.

Although the school was safe, who knew what could happen?

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She dialed directly and put the phone to her ear.

Tang Sisi was sitting in Wang Zitan’s car, munching on snacks and reading a comic book, a habit she’d only recently developed.

This comic came out weekly, and she bought every issue—until she didn’t need to anymore because Wang Zitan’s car was always stocked.

No need to run to the comic stand specifically to buy the latest issue anymore.

She was at the most exciting part of the story when her phone rang.

Reaching into her bag, she pulled out her phone and cocked her head at the caller ID, “Why is Sis calling me?”

“Say you’re in class.”

Wang Zitan overheard Tang Sisi’s muttering, his hands clenching the steering wheel.

He had arranged everything perfectly, not allowing for any mishaps, including Tang Yuxin’s interference—the very person who could influence Tang Sisi’s every decision.

He dared to say that if Tang Yuxin said ‘no’, Tang Sisi would agree quicker than a monkey.

Tang Sisi held the phone to her ear and heard Tang Yuxin’s voice.

It really was Sis calling.

“Sis…”

She called out, realizing it had been a long time since she last saw her sister.

She missed her sister, and also Chengcheng, along with her two little nephews.

“Sisi, where are you?”

Tang Yuxin asked, while Tang Sisi sneakily glanced at Wang Zitan, and found herself blurting out a response inadvertently.

“Sister, I’m in class,” she said, quickly covering her mouth, feeling ashamed of the lie she just told.

But at the moment she wanted to be honest, Tang Yuxin on the other end simply said, “Pay attention in class,” and then hung up the phone.

Staring at her mobile, she was somewhat stupefied.

Should she call her sister again and come clean?

She did indeed redial, only to realize after the call went through that her sister had turned off her phone.

Phone turned off meant that she was starting surgery on someone, and during the surgery, she wasn’t allowed to have her phone on.

So this was all…

“Fate,” she muttered.

Of course, Wang Zitan saw all her actions.

When she put down her phone and pouted, no one noticed the corners of his lips lifting with a hint of schadenfreude.

Tang Sisi was like a little puppet, whatever Wang Zitan said went.

She sat where he told her to, did what he asked, and signed wherever he pointed.

In a while, she’d be utterly dizzy—mainly because she was so hungry she felt faint.

“Where do you want to go for dinner?” Wang Zitan asked Tang Sisi.

“I want a boxed meal.”

Right now, Tang Sisi couldn’t even remember what she wanted to eat.

All she could think about was the boxed meals in their school cafeteria—how good they were with plenty of vegetables, meat, and rice.

Just one box was enough to fill her up.

“Let’s go,” Wang Zitan took her to a fancy restaurant.

“Are you sure they have boxed meals here?”

Tang Sisi leaned on the tablecloth, not really caring where they ate.

She could eat at a street stall just as well as at a grand hotel or restaurant.

Her family wasn’t short on money, it’s just that she wasn’t picky—so she enjoyed the school meals just fine.

Of course, what she loved most was the food her mother cooked.

She could never get enough of it from childhood and wanted to eat her mom’s cooking her whole life.

She could do without any delicacies for as long as she lived.

“Yes, they have boxed meals,” he assured her.

Wang Zitan stroked Tang Sisi’s hair, “Move in with me tonight.”

“Why?” Tang Sisi continued to rest on the table, swinging her legs back and forth, “I’m perfectly fine living in the school dormitory, why should I move?” Even if she had to move, she would go to her sister’s place, not anywhere else.

“Our relationship is different now,” Wang Zitan told her this already established fact.

“Still the boyfriend-girlfriend relationship that might end in a breakup, right?”

Tang Sisi thought it through—her cousin was so popular, handsome, capable, from a wealthy family, and very devoted.

He must be adored by women, and she, just a little sprout of a girl, might not even catch his eye.

Their current status as boyfriend and girlfriend—did they really understand that themselves deep down?

“Who told you we’re boyfriend and girlfriend?”

Wang Zitan swirled the wine in his glass, the crisp aroma of the alcohol wafting through the air.