My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 761: Chapter 753: Either Lose Weight or Die Chapter 761: Chapter 753: Either Lose Weight or Die Tang Sisi pouted her lips.

She touched her suddenly protruded belly and couldn’t agree more—it was even scarier than what Zhou Xiaomeng had imagined.

She was only eating a little now, but when she got home, she would have to eat a lot more nourishing food.

It would be a miracle if she didn’t get fat.

In just a few months, she felt like she was going to balloon into a sphere.

“I’m going to start dieting tomorrow,” Tang Sisi said as she stuffed her mouth with snacks.

“I’ll wake up and go running in the morning.”

“Count me in,” Zhou Xiaomeng raised her hand to join.

They used to run on the track early in the morning, but ever since her older cousin started treating Tang Sisi to good food, they hadn’t run in a long time.

She wasn’t even sure if her rusty old arms and legs could still move.

“Then it’s settled.”

Tang Sisi finished another package of snacks and casually pulled the blanket over herself, ready to sleep away.

She needed to wake up early for a run tomorrow—she couldn’t push back this year’s diet plan any longer, or she really would turn into a giant fat pig.

But she slept incredibly soundly; despite setting her alarm for six o’clock, not a peep woke her up—it actually scared Zhou Xiaomeng.

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With a thump, Zhou Xiaomeng rolled out of bed not so gracefully, landing directly on the floor.

Thankfully, the bed wasn’t high, so she didn’t hurt herself seriously.

She then rolled back into her bed, snuggling in her blanket, but Tang Sisi’s alarm was still ringing.

Even if you don’t want to get up, at least turn off the alarm, right?

She resigned herself to the situation and sat up.

The fall had completely dispelled any sleepiness, and as she glanced out the window, it was still dark outside.

Right, the run—they had all agreed to go running today, hadn’t they?

How could the alarm be so loud and yet Tang Sisi was still not getting up?

Zhou Xiaomeng walked over and sat on Tang Sisi’s bed.

She first pressed the alarm off, and as it finally quietened down, her ears got some relief.

Then she nudged Tang Sisi.

“Sisi, wake up.

Let’s go running.”

Tang Sisi turned over groggily, mumbling.

“I’m not going.

I want to sleep…”

“Get up.”

Zhou Xiaomeng nudged Tang Sisi again.

“Everyone agreed.

You can’t go back on your word, right?

Look at you, about to turn into a ball.

If you don’t start dieting, who will want you in the future?”

“I don’t need anyone to want me,” Tang Sisi covered her face with the blanket, “I already have a husband, not worried about being unwanted.”

“Dream on,” Zhou Xiaomeng tapped the alarm clock again, then pushed Tang Sisi.

But Tang Sisi truly refused to get up this time and even started to snore softly.

It was obvious how deeply she was sleeping—Zhou Xiaomeng feared that even if she dragged her to the track now, it would only serve to give Miss Tang a different bed to sleep on.

She would just keep sleeping, with the sky as her cover and the ground as her bed.

So, she decided to go by herself.

When she became as thin as a bolt of lightning, she’d make Tang Sisi die of jealousy.

That’s the consequence of laziness; a lazy person can never slim down.

After changing clothes, Zhou Xiaomeng went out to run.

She ran outside for about an hour, sweating profusely.

By the time she returned, Tang Sisi was still asleep, not even changing her sleeping position.

“What a sleeper.”

Zhou Xiaomeng shuddered, “Both gluttonous and slothful—who wouldn’t think you were pregnant just looking at you?

With that belly, couldn’t tell any difference from being three months along?”

She grabbed her clothes, ready to take a bath.

Actually, running alone isn’t too bad—after all, she gets to bathe alone, use the bathroom alone, and spend as long as she wants washing up.

She could scrub her skin raw if she chose; no one was there to mind her.

She had been washing for over an hour now, and it was just past eight o’clock.

By the time she finished and came out, Tang Sisi had just sat up, still drowsy and foolishly sitting there.

“You’re done bathing?” Tang Sisi rubbed her eyes as she stood up, also preparing to shower and then head to class.

After class, she planned to visit her sister’s place.

Her dear husband was away on a business trip for a month now.

What should she do?

She missed him so much, calling him every day.

The more time she spent with her cousin, the more she found herself liking him, even loving him.

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Right, that’s it—she was in love.

Once she got back, she had to tell him how much she missed him and that she was falling in love with him.

After grabbing her own clothes, she headed to the bathroom.

Even though Zhou Xiaomeng had just used it, everything was left impeccably clean.

Both were very responsible and neither slacked off, which was why they had been able to live together for so long without a single conflict arising.

But looking at herself in the mirror was almost enough to make her cry.

“What should I do, I’ve gotten so fat?” she poked at her protruding belly.

Other people gain weight in their breasts—how nice!

Why did she have to gain it in her belly?

If her cousin came back and saw her like this, it might scare him to death.

No, she couldn’t let herself slide any further.

She quickly turned away, no longer daring to look at her reflection.

She couldn’t fall any further; she had to lose weight.

She had to slim down before her dear husband returned—become thin and beautiful, even ethereal.

So, she really had decided this time: to slim down or to die trying.

When she came out, Zhou Xiaomeng was waiting for her.

“Let’s go, it’s time to eat.”

Zhou Xiaomeng had already run for an hour today; she could afford to eat a little extra without worrying about gaining weight.

“No, I’m going on a diet,” Tang Sisi said wearily, sitting on her bed.

She had just declared her intention to diet when her stomach growled insistently.

“Come on, let’s eat and then talk,” Zhou Xiaomeng urged as she pulled Tang Sisi along.

“Aren’t you always careful about your meals?

You never miss one and can’t stand being hungry.”

“No,” Tang Sisi closed her eyes, steeled her heart, and refused Zhou Xiaomeng’s suggestion.

If she said she wasn’t going to eat, then she wasn’t going to eat, no matter how hungry her stomach felt—so hungry she felt like crying, a hunger she had never experienced before.

Her mother had said that in the past, when she was hungry, she used to eat stones.

Now, she didn’t have to eat stones anymore, but she insisted on starving herself.

Without hunger, there was no way forward.

If she didn’t get up and run, she could only starve herself.

If she wasn’t strict with herself, how could she face her dear husband when he returned?

If he found her fat, how could she bear to live?

It must be said that although Tang Sisi appeared obedient and nice on the outside, in some ways, she really had inherited her sister Tang Yuxin’s true temperament.