My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 806: Chapter 790 Fate Chapter 806: Chapter 790 Fate “It’s that woman, the very one people talk about,” Zhang’s mother bragged immensely, as proud as if she were boasting about her own belongings.

“She’s the daughter of the big boss around here, all this land belongs to their family, and in the future, if we want several sets of houses, we can have them, just with a word from our Yong’an.”

Her mouth kept on boasting, yet she failed to notice those inappropriate expressions on Sang Zhilan’s face at the time.

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And there Sang Zhilan stood, staring blankly at the young woman approaching from a distance, along with two chubby babies at her side—those must be the two children, who would have thought they were twins, and they really do look alike.

Zhang’s mother kept blowing her own trumpet, but Wei Jiani couldn’t help herself anymore, “Mom, even if she is that good, she still has nothing to do with us.”

“Who says she has nothing to do with me?” Zhang’s mother pursed her lips and rolled her eyes, “I even want to make her my daughter-in-law.”

Right, what about those two children?

It was only then that Zhang’s mother realized something was amiss.

Yes, why were there two children?

Where did these children come from?

While she was pondering whose children they might be, a man had already walked over and headed straight toward Tang Yuxin and the two kids.

He crouched down, and the kids toddled over with their little faces beaming with joy.

The man patted the children’s heads, then got up, walked to Tang Yuxin, rearranged her hair, and said something.

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Tang Yuxin seemingly agreed with a nod, then the man picked up one child with one hand and held hers with the other, while Tang Yuxin grasped the other child’s little hand.

Anyone with eyes could see that they were a family.

Wei Jiani let out a cold laugh, not even taking a second glance at Zhang Yong’an’s appearance.

If she hadn’t come to this, she wouldn’t give Zhang Yong’an the time of day, let alone consider him.

Indeed, Tang Yuxin’s wealthy, a nationally renowned doctor, and her father a real estate tycoon, but she had long been married to a military leader, handsomer, more distinguished, and from a better background than Zhang Yong’an.

Only someone blind would choose Zhang Yong’an, not to mention someone like her who wasn’t blind but was convinced to marry such a man.

It can’t be denied, they were really a match of ‘ugly daughter-in-law suit for mute son-in-law,’ destined for a lifetime together.

After the wedding, they hadn’t had a single good day together.

Wei Jiani always looked down on others, and Zhang Yong’an was the same.

Zhang’s mother wanted to play the empress dowager, but it all depended on whether Wei Jiani was willing to be the maid.

They fought over trivial things every day, but couldn’t get a divorce, as the house was bought after their marriage, and they were still paying the mortgage.

If they divorced, who would get the house?

They couldn’t just split it in half, so the whole family squeezed together, bickering daily as they lived out the rest of their days.

Of course, that was Wei Jiani’s business and had nothing to do with Tang Yuxin.

They were now entirely different entities; neither wishing to disturb nor use the other.

Even if they wanted to, they couldn’t.

Tang Yuxin never acknowledged having a sister, even if that sister was born to Sang Zhilan.

As time went on like this, their children at home still grew wild and unruly, but they grew quickly, making their parents unaware of time’s passage—only through their children could they see that much time had indeed passed.

What used to be two little ones crawling on the floor were now steady walkers, proper little handsome boys, renowned in their generation.

When they got older, it would be their uncle, Tang Xincheng, looking after them.

Indeed, these boys were raised under their uncle’s care, attending school, leaving school, and even fighting together—after all, their uncle was only a few years older than they.

As for Tang Yuxin, she recently took on a very special patient,

This patient might have been the biggest turning point in Tang Yuxin’s life.

Of course, she should hate this person, but now she couldn’t, because this person had become a patient.

You can try with your family members, Tang Yuxin adjusted the IV drip speed, then stood aside, flipping through the medical records.

And on the hospital bed lay a woman with her entire face swollen, arms and legs dreadfully enlarged as well.

The face wasn’t just swollen, but it was fearful since the woman had a plastic, synthetic face, looking like a sheet of plastic, slick with oil all over.

Now with the thinning face, one could almost see the shape of the implants.

It was too much; now the consequences were showing.

Of course, the only person Tang Yuxin knew with a plastic face was Zhang Xiaomei.

There Zhang Xiaomei lay in the hospital, her face and spirits astonishingly dull.

Even if her life had been less than perfect, it hadn’t been too bad.

At least she had the money Gu Ning had given her, which would suffice for a lifetime, if not recklessly spent.

Then there was the wealthy businessman she was with later, old and unattractive, with a wife and children, but his wealth was too tempting to pass up.

They had a murky relationship where he gave her money, and she provided companionship in bed.

It wasn’t wrong, really, since she got plenty to splurge.

She never thought to share a penny of that money with her family; she had written them off a long time ago.

What did their status matter to her?

She was set to live life carefree and without worry, but who would have guessed she’d fall ill with this disease requiring a kidney transplant, or else face lifelong blood dialysis?

And even post-transplant, medication would be a constant companion.

The businessman left her with a lump-sum as soon as he learned of her illness, likely fearing contagion, although everyone knew her disease was not infectious.

But still, he left without looking back.

The money Zhang Xiaomei had was insufficient for her treatment.

She eventually sold her house, the very one Gu Ning had given her, going from having everything to nothing again.

No matter what Gu Ning or the businessman had given her, she had nearly squandered it all, and now, ill, she was penniless and alone.

And with this disease, she needed a kidney transplant, but where to find a donor?

The wait could be endless.

A transplant, but who would give her one?

“I’ve approached them already,” Zhang Xiaomei lifted her eyelids, the act of smiling painful.

“They won’t give me one, they don’t acknowledge me.”