My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 768: Chapter 760: No Need to Snatch from Others Anymore Chapter 768: Chapter 760: No Need to Snatch from Others Anymore “Yeah, Aning, I need your help with Yuxin.

You don’t know how fiery she’s been today.

I’ve actually been scared.

Please talk to her and stop her from getting angry again.

My Sisi gets cold feet around her, trembling like a mouse caught by a cat…”

“Okay, okay, that’s it then.

Thank you, second uncle.”

Tang Zhijun hung up the phone and gave Tang Sisi an OK gesture, See, everything’s going to be fine now.

With Gu Ning coming over, there’s no need to be afraid of Tang Yuxin.

Tang Sisi also gestured to Tang Zhijun, the two of them smiling together, and the tension from before had dissipated.

Just then, someone knocked at the door.

Tang Zhijun hurriedly got up to open it, and indeed, it was the family’s housekeeper, carrying two insulated food containers.

“This soup is for Sisi, and this one is for Xiangcao.

Have them eat something; I’ll be back later tonight.”

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She placed the soup down and left, having more chores waiting for her at home.

She had been busy for hours for this, and she needed to continue to be diligent.

These soups required hours to simmer slowly, as it’s said that good things come to those who wait, and of course, slow heat makes for the best broth.

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Tang Zhijun quickly placed the insulated containers on the table, then opened one, revealing a pot of stew that was so tender it was falling apart, with some finely chopped vegetables and meat that smelled wonderful even with just a whiff.

He served a bowl to Tang Sisi.

“Eat slowly; be careful, it’s hot.”

Clutching the bowl, Tang Sisi savored a delicious sip.

For someone who hadn’t eaten in days, the flavorful food tasted incredibly good.

She closed her eyes, feeling so overjoyed with the deliciousness of the soup that she wanted to cry.

The happiness of being able to eat again was truly a blessing.

She didn’t dare drink too fast, partly because the soup was hot, and partly because she knew her stomach was fragile from hunger and that she should reintroduce food gradually.

Even though she hadn’t attended medical school or had a doctor for a sister, these were basic common sense things she understood.

After finishing the bowl of soup, she felt somewhat full.

She still wanted to eat more, to fill her stomach further, but she restrained herself.

“Xiangcao, are you awake?”

Seeing Zhang Xiangcao waking up, Tang Zhijun sighed with relief.

In the bed next to them, Tang Sisi tensed up, too nervous to move.

“What happened to me again?” Zhang Xiangcao touched her forehead.

“Why did I faint again?”

“It’s nothing; your blood sugar was too low.”

Tang Zhijun quickly scooped some soup for her too.

“First, have some soup; the housekeeper made it.”

Zhang Xiangcao held the soup without drinking.

“Has she eaten anything?” Zhang Xiangcao asked Tang Zhijun cautiously.

What kind of bad karma is this?

How could I give birth to such a daughter?

Starving a child in the womb, wouldn’t that be laughable?

“Don’t worry, she has eaten,” Tang Zhijun sat down and placed the bowl in Zhang Xiangcao’s hands, “She’s already had her drink, but her stomach is weak, so she can’t have too much.

She should be asleep by now.”

“You,” he continued to smile, “are really just like Yuxin, both of you are sharp-tongued but soft-hearted.

You curse her out as if you can’t stand her, but you still care and worry about her the same.”

Zhang Xiangcao sipped her soup and paid no attention to anyone else.

She’s her own mother.

How could she not care?

“Alright, don’t scold her anymore.

The child is suffering enough,” Tang Zhijun tried to console Zhang Xiangcao.

“She’s just a kid.

Young people nowadays are all like this; you think it’s still like our times?

We would just exchange a few shy glances and even after getting married, sometimes we wouldn’t dare to hold hands.”

“And you can’t let her have an abortion either, it’s bad for her health,” Tang Zhijun said as he saw that Zhang Xiangcao was listening.

“Look at the Lin Family.

If they hadn’t wanted their child, who knows whether that beautiful kid would be alive or not?”

“Besides, haven’t you always envied others for having grandchildren?

Soon we’ll have one too, and we won’t need to be envious anymore…”

Zhang Xiangcao really felt like rolling her eyes at Tang Zhijun.

It’s not the same at all, that’s a real grandchild they have.

But it seems this grandchild of hers isn’t exactly fake either, just unwelcome, simply an accident.

Now that things have turned out this way, whether it’s an unwelcome or fake grandchild, it’s still growing inside her belly.

Apart from accepting it, what else could she do?

If she had to drag her daughter to have an abortion, honestly, she truly could not do it.

After all, it’s still a life.

If she could be that heartless, then Sisi would never have been born to begin with.

Could it be that their mother and daughter were fated for the same life—destined to be abandoned, to be single mothers, to be widows?

She was fortunate to meet a good man like Tang Zhijun, who not only accepted her and her daughter but treated Sisi even better than his own, with more love and pampering.

But would her Sisi be lucky enough to eventually meet a good man too?

Yet she couldn’t shake the feeling that it was unlikely.

These men nowadays were too flamboyant, too unreliable.

The more she thought about it, the colder her heart grew, and the more agitated she became.

Soon, she felt her head spinning once again.

No, this couldn’t happen again.

If she passed out again, it would scare Tang Zhijun to death.

She quickly stabilized her emotions, and dared not let her mind wander.

But she couldn’t help worrying—the mess was all because of her foolish daughter, who even dragged her into this state of anxiety.

Poor unborn grandchild, why was it born into their family?

Not yet fully grown and already subjected to such treatment by its own mother.

When she was pregnant with Sisi, although she often went hungry, it wasn’t by choice.

But now, even though there was no need to worry about food or drink, she was intent on starving the child.

Zhang Xiangcao sighed while thinking, Tang Zhijun sighed while consoling two women, alternating between persuading his wife and giving his daughter peace of mind.

Sometimes, having two women in the house—one more lovable than the other—can truly be painfully joyful.

Tang Yuxin was still wearing a long face that day, striking fear into everyone who saw her, causing them to keep their distance.

Even the nurses whispered to the patients to be careful, as it was clear that Doctor Tang was in a bad mood.

Don’t say that in the hospital, because you paid, you’re the boss.

That might be the case in an ordinary hospital, but at the main hospital, there was one doctor you absolutely couldn’t afford to upset.

She might have only one surgery a day, or even just one in several days, yet she possessed a pair of hands that could bring someone back from the brink of death.

No one dared to offend a doctor who was said to have such life-saving skills.