Chapter 811
Chapter 811: Chapter 795: Better to Abort Chapter 811: Chapter 795: Better to Abort But behind such a genteel lady, who knows how many pits she has dug for others, smooth on the surface, with countless scheming thoughts inside.
Guan Jing hurriedly placed the book in her hand to one side and also rested a hand on her stomach.
“Dr.
Tang…”
She called out weakly, her face still bearing some embarrassment.
To say she wasn’t embarrassed would truly be a lie.
After all, they say that love rivals meeting only adds fuel to the fire, and they were not just fiery, but also feeble.
Who would’ve thought that both she and Qin Ziye owed so much to this person?
“Your hand,” said Tang Yuxin indifferently.
However, Guan Jing quickly moved her hands behind her back.
“Have you forgotten that I practice traditional Chinese medicine?”
Tang Yuxin spoke lightly, “It seems Mrs.
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Have you truly no recollection of how I treated you when you contracted SARS?
That not even a trace of it remained?”
Guan Jing’s complexion changed instantly, filled with ugliness and embarrassment.
At that time, she…
She clenched her own hand, but as soon as she touched her stomach and thought of the child inside still in danger, she hesitated.
Eventually, she still extended her hand.
Tang Yuxin took her hand and began taking her pulse.
She concentrated for quite a while, making Guan Jing endure the wait.
“My child…”
Before she could speak, Tang Yuxin cut her off.
“It would be best to terminate this pregnancy.”
She said lightly, without giving any reason or explanation, leaving only those words.
Guan Jing’s face changed again, one hand tightly gripping the corner of the blanket, and one might even hear her grinding her teeth.
Terminate the pregnancy, how could that be possible?
If it truly could be terminated, then what was she doing here?
She came here solely hoping to save this child, and this child was the next generation of the Qin Family, the legitimate grandson of the eldest son.
Terminate it, what a joke, how could she?
“Tang Yuxin, don’t go too far!”
The veins on the back of Guan Jing’s hand also began to bulge, as if she were on the brink of losing her restraint.
Tang Yuxin actually wanted to laugh, wondering where had she gone too far?
She had been merciful enough.
She slid her hand into her pocket, having said all she cared to; there was nothing more she wanted to add.
Just as she turned to leave, the door outside was forcefully pushed open with a bang, even making the door rattle.
Had the door not been sturdy enough, it might have fallen apart from such a force.
A middle-aged woman stormed in, pointing at Tang Yuxin’s nose and began berating her loudly.
“I have never seen such a malicious doctor like you, actually wanting to abort my grandchild.
I knew you were up to no good.
Just you wait, you just wait, I will definitely file a complaint.
How can there be such an unethical doctor like you in this world, someone so heartless and yet still practices medicine?
Are all people dead in this world that you’re still allowed to be a doctor?”
She ranted, spittle flying everywhere, the droplets continuously splattering in the air.
Tang Yuxin remained unmoved as if she were a fine strand of mosquito silk.
Let them rant.
As a doctor, she received a lot of respect, but of course, she shouldn’t forget that she also received more scolding.
With a slight turn of her head, she noticed Qin Ziye standing outside, motionless, his face wrought with complexity.
For whom was he displaying such a face of resentment?
Could they all possibly think that she, Yuxin, was still not over Ziyi and that’s why she didn’t want Guan Jing to have the child?
Tang Yuxin straightened her clothes and walked toward the exit.
But just as she reached the door, Guan Jing’s mother fiercely grabbed her sleeve.
“You must not leave.
If you don’t clarify things today, don’t even think about getting out of here.”
Tang Yuxin tried to pull back her sleeve, but Guan Jing’s mother’s grip was so strong it nearly tore the sleeve—an outfit that, albeit freely provided by the hospital, was new and shouldn’t be wasted.
“If you don’t explain yourself today, I will never let this go.”
Guan Jing’s mother was so enraged her face and neck reddened.
If she couldn’t speak her mind today, how would she face the Qin family in the future?
“Tang Yuxin, I also want to know what’s the real reason behind this.
Is it because of Ziyi?” Guan Jing sneered, “I truly underestimated you.”
Tang Yuxin slowly lowered her hand, then turned around, her gaze falling upon Guan Jing.
“Are you sure, you want me to speak, in front of so many people?”
“Why not?” Guan Jing’s smirk remained cold and mocking, “If you really have nothing to hide, why did you want to abort my child?”
“Why?” Tang Yuxin’s eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of her lips still holding a trace of a smile.
She wasn’t angry; some people weren’t worth it.
“Do you really want to know?” she asked again.
Who was she giving face to now, if not Guan Jing herself?
Did Guan really think that she, Tang Yuxin, would casually, in broad daylight, and in front of so many people, make such irresponsible statements for no good reason?
If she could say it, that meant she had her reasons, her logic.
One should not take her patience for her limit.
Guan Jing’s mother also scoffed, “If you don’t give us a good explanation today, we’ll go to your hospital director.
I’d like to ask what kind of doctor he has hired, if this is how she treats patients—by coaxing them to get rid of children they’ve finally managed to conceive?”
Her daughter was thirty years old.
If she lost this child, how could she establish herself in the Qin Family, or ever step foot in the Qin house again?
They had been so careful, so cautious to protect this child, yet with just one sentence from her to abort it, on what grounds, what right does she have to make them lose their child?
If she doesn’t give them a satisfactory explanation today, she won’t let her get away with it.
Tang Yuxin’s inquiry wasn’t directed at Guan Jing’s mother, nor at Qin Ziye, but at Guan Jing herself.
To speak or not to speak, that depended on her single response.
Guan Jing bit her lip hard, almost blurting out “Just leave,” but in the end, she clenched her teeth and refrained from uttering those words.
“Tang Yuxin, I want reasons, I want the rationale,” she closed her eyes and then reopened them, still determined to pursue the reason.
Because she knew, both her mother and Qin Ziye were here.
If Tang Yuxin didn’t give a satisfactory answer, she wouldn’t be left off the hook so easily.
In the past, Tang Yuxin had saved Qin Ziye’s life, she used to be the beloved cinnabar mole over his heart, but now it seemed to have switched to Tang Yuxin.
They had all underestimated her.
Even if she harbored great resentment, she couldn’t possibly make such an irresponsible statement.