My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 794: Chapter 778: That’s the only use he has now Chapter 794: Chapter 778: That’s the only use he has now Gao’s mother found Gao Peng and hurriedly pulled him away, “Your dad has finished the surgery, you should go and check on him.”

Gao Peng wiped his face, turned around, and followed Gao’s mother into the ward.

Of course, he also reminded himself to be more careful in the future, to avoid Fang Yuxin, otherwise, who knew if that man would really get him thrown into jail.

The things that person held, no need to speak any nonsense to him, could destroy his reputation and have him squatting in prison.

Gao’s father’s recovery was quite good; the surgery was very successful.

Of course, his bones had been set correctly and in a few months, he would just need to come back to have the steel pins removed.

But these days, Gao Peng had to take care of the patient, avoid people due to concern over business matters.

There was a pile of issues every day at the factory; he was up at the crack of dawn and worked till late, worn to a thin figure, running between the hospital and the factory.

Eventually, seeing that this was not feasible and that he truly could not split himself in two, he transferred Gao’s father to a nearby hospital.

After all, the surgery was over, and it was also easier that way, in case he accidentally ran into Zhang Xiangcao, what would he do if that man found out?

It had to be said, that man really scared him.

The chilling oppressiveness he felt at that time still left him with lingering fear.

Everyone said that person should not be provoked so he had to agree to whatever was said, and how could he dare not to?

As someone accustomed to doing business, he certainly knew who could be provoked and who could not, and those who could not be definitely should not be.

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Zhang Xiangcao seemed to be always distracted, apparently lost in thought about something.

“Second aunt, what are you thinking about?”

Tang Yuxin patted Zhang Xiangcao’s shoulder from behind.

Everything seemed fine; was there something bothering her?

“Nothing important?” Zhang Xiangcao forced a smile, but her complexion was not too good, having been genuinely startled by Tang Yuxin’s pat just now.

“Is second aunt worried about Gao Peng’s matter?”

Tang Yuxin actually had long been aware that Zhang Xiangcao was worried about this issue.

Zhang Xiangcao was hesitant to speak but at last could not hold back.

She grabbed Tang Yuxin’s sleeve, “Yuxin, do you think Gao Peng, that guy, is there thinking of some scheme to deal with us mother and daughter?

He’s like a vampire, not letting go of my Sisi, nor sparing me.”

“It was he who abandoned us initially, and now he wants to acknowledge his daughter, what right does he have to acknowledge my daughter, and why should he want my grandson?”

“Second aunt, rest assured,” Tang Yuxin said with a smile, “The thing you worry about will not happen.”

“Ah, what?”

Zhang Xiangcao did not quite understand, “What thing do I not need to worry about?”

“You just ask your dear son-in-law,” Tang Yuxin said as she picked a few flowers from the garden, planning to put them in her room for some fresh and natural fragrance.

“Ask him what?”

Zhang Xiangcao was still confused.

“Ask him what he did, so that Gao Peng won’t target you all anymore?”

Tang Yuxin didn’t hold back anything from Zhang Xiangcao, “He’s your daughter’s husband, he’s your grandson’s father, and right now, that’s just about all he’s good for.

If he can’t even protect his own wife and child, tell me, what does Sisi need him for?”

“Cough…”

Suddenly, there came a coughing sound.

Tang Yuxin glanced toward the doorway and saw that Sisi and her old man of a husband had arrived, and the old man was holding a child in his arms.

This child was a bit smaller than her family’s Xiaobai, roughly under one year old, and much cuter.

It’s true what they say, the uglier the baby, the more beautiful they become as they grow.

Sisi smiled awkwardly as she tugged at Wang Zitan’s sleeve, “Don’t be mad at my sister, she’s just telling the truth.”

“Of course, I am,” Tang Yuxin felt not a shred of remorse for speaking ill behind someone’s back or any embarrassment when caught out, she remained quite natural and rather serious.

What wasn’t serious was the flower in her hand, which wasn’t blooming nicely at all.

Why was it all twisted and turned, without a single bit resembling a flower?

Could it be because she buried wine under the tree that these flowers caught the scent and grew haphazardly?

“My dear grandchild,” Zhang Xiangcao, upon seeing her grandson, forgot everything else and quickly took her grandson from Wang Zitan’s arms.

She was always so fond of the child; he became more handsome as he grew.

“Grandma…”

The baby’s milky babble was truly enough to melt anyone’s heart.

With the addition of the baby’s sweet smell, Zhang Xiangcao’s irritations were gone by a great deal as she played with her grandson along with Xiaobai.

The three children loved playing together.

Of course, there was also Chengcheng, who was only a few years old himself but had already become the king of the children.

According to the family’s ancestral rules, it was the older children’s duty to cede to the younger ones.

Chengcheng always gave way to Qiqi, Qiqi in turn to her three younger brothers, and the twins would generously hand over whatever the little brother wanted, offering their toys with both hands.

Tang Yuxin, with a handful of flowers, was about to strip the garden bare.

She strutted back to her room, while Tang Sisi let go of Wang Zitan and went to find her sister.

It had always been that way; whenever she saw her sister, she would forget about her husband.

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Indeed, Wang Zitan’s heart couldn’t help but feel a tinge of sourness, rather pitiable, in fact.

Could it be that for his whole life, he would always fall short under Tang Yuxin, never becoming Tang Sisi’s first priority in her heart?

What kind of husband was he to not occupy the first place in his wife’s heart?

But in this life, he seemed destined to settle for second.

Zhang Xiangcao handed over her little grandson to Tang Zhijun and then went to find Wang Zitan, as she still had something to ask.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to eat or sleep properly.

“Zitan, tell me what’s going on with Gao Peng?”

Zhang Xiangcao had almost gone grey recently because of Gao Peng’s emergence.

If she didn’t handle this matter properly, she felt she would indeed become sick from the stress.

“Mom, sit down first.”

Wang Zitan helped Zhang Xiangcao sit down, realizing she was somewhat neurasthenic and troubled by the affair with Gao Peng.

Zhang Xiangcao sat down, but she still felt restless.

“It’s really nothing much,” Wang Zitan tried to keep it short and to the point.

He didn’t mention the part where he almost made Gao Peng go begging, just that being implicated in tax evasion was enough to put Gao Peng behind bars for a lifetime.