My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 843: Chapter 827 Nothing at All Chapter 843: Chapter 827 Nothing at All Moreover, Ren Li’s mother was such that she probably focused entirely on Ren Liangliang; no one took care of Tang Xincheng, and it would be better for him to go take care of Tang Xincheng.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the best and most suitable arrangement.

At that moment, Wu Bin, standing outside, let his gaze drift nonchalantly past the door blocked by the sofa, and the corners of his lips involuntarily lifted upwards, his expression icy cold.

Without a word, Wu Bin took Ren Li’s father directly to the Wu Family home.

The parents of the Wu Family, upon seeing him, were polite enough, but they were too busy with their grandson to have time for cordial chatting with Ren Li’s father, right?

All Ren Li’s father and mother had left was to stare at each other, speechless.

“Yingying, can we see Chengcheng?”

Finally finding an opportunity, Ren Li’s father directly asked Ren Ying.

They had not seen Tang Xincheng until now, and they didn’t know how he was or what kind of surgery he needed.

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They wondered why they weren’t allowed to see him.

Perhaps if they saw the child, they could persuade him to cooperate willingly with the surgery.

Then, even if the surgery was over, when they went to see Ren Li, she might not be so angry and might even forgive them.

No matter what, they felt helpless, but Ren Wei Li should be able to understand, right?

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But if Tang Xincheng complained to Ren Li about them, Ren Li might never forgive them in her lifetime and might also hate them forever.

It was even possible that she would never set foot in the Ren Family home again.

“Dad, why do you want to see him?”

Upon hearing her father’s words, Ren Ying was genuinely displeased.

Why didn’t he care about her son even a little bit?

Instead, he kept dwelling on that bastard Tang Xincheng.

If this continued, where would her son fit in the future?

She feared they were going to hand over the entire Ren Family to Ren Li’s son.

“I just want to see him briefly, I won’t talk much.”

Ren Li’s father spoke cautiously, almost pleadingly.

“You can’t see him now; he’s preparing for surgery.”

Ren Ying would not let Ren Li’s father see that kid.

They currently had control, and the situation was entirely in their hands.

Before the surgery started, she would definitely not allow anyone to interfere with Tang Xincheng or even see him.

“Yingying…”

Ren Li’s father still wanted to say something, but Ren Ying turned and left without further conversation.

Slumping down, Ren Li’s father felt utterly defeated.

“Do you think we might suffer some kind of retribution for this?”

Suddenly jolted, Ren Li’s mother was speechless, no longer as harsh and heartless as before.

Retribution, retribution, does not the world indeed operate on retribution?

She was tormented minute by minute, second by second, in indescribable agony.

Could all this suffering be their retribution?

But regardless of whether there was retribution, all they could do now was sit there silently, powerless to change anything.

However, they didn’t know that at that very moment, Ren Li, still in the Ren Family house, had not eaten or drunk anything for nearly a day and a night.

She tried to speak, but her throat was sore from shouting, burning with pain so fierce she couldn’t utter a single sound.

She struggled up from the floor and, raising her hand, weakly pounded on the door.

Lacking strength, her knocks hardly made a sound.

“Open the door, open the door…”

She opened her mouth, also tearing at her own throat, but the people outside were as cold-blooded as can be, not one of them paid any attention to her.

“Chengcheng…”

“Chengcheng…”

“My son…”

“Give me back my son!”

She managed to stand up, swaying on her incredibly shaky legs, making her way to the bathroom inside.

As soon as she raised her head, she saw her face, which looked as ghastly as a ghost’s.

She braced her hands against the wall and turned on the faucet, drinking water in desperate gulps like a fish on the brink of death.

The water in her throat didn’t ease the prickling pain, but added a different kind of hurt altogether.

She kept scooping up the cold water from the tap as if she were mad, pouring it into her mouth.

She knew she couldn’t die.

She had to live; she absolutely had to live.

If she really died, wouldn’t that be exactly what the Ren family wanted?

They wouldn’t hesitate to tear her limb from limb, to crush her bones and scatter her ashes.

By then, who would know where they were, who would know where Chengcheng was?

As for her own death, it didn’t matter.

She’d been through all kinds of storms and tasted deep sorrow.

Her lifetime was full, nothing owed.

Even if she were to die now, she wouldn’t care.

But what about her Cheng?

He wasn’t even ten yet; he hadn’t grown up, he was just a child.

Her Chengcheng was the only boy of Tang family’s current generation; the future of Tang family rested on him.

If it weren’t for Tang Zhinian, she might have been dead already, but she had brought disaster on the son of the Tang family.

How could she face Tang Zhinian, or his parents who had passed away early?

She filled her belly with water again, pain still emanating from the corners of her torn mouth.

Dragging her heavy legs, she came out again, rummaging through the cabinets and drawers, looking for something to eat, something that could help her escape, even a metal rod would do.

But she had practically turned the house upside down and found nothing useful.

She let her arms drop weakly.

Turning around, she saw a chair on one side.

She walked over, picked up the chair, and walked to the door, slamming it again and again.

Even though her hands were rubbed raw and bleeding, she never stopped hammering at the door.

This was her first day locked up, her first night…

This night, it was unknown how many people were waiting, how many were anticipating, and even more unknown was how many dark and pitiless corners there were in the world.

Time passed through a Saturday and also a Sunday.

It was unknown whether it was dull as water or heart-wrenchingly agonizing, but the days went by.

People who had jobs went to work, and those who were students went to school.

On their way to school, children big and small all walked one after another.

The children living near the headquarters had this advantage: even the youngest ones could go to school on their own.

What this place lacked in quantity, it made up for in safety, boasting one of the top security companies in the country, not only training professional security personnel but also installing numerous security devices.

Ordinary people couldn’t get in here, especially where there were students.

High-definition surveillance cameras were stationed every few steps, and security guards patrolled everywhere.

Hence every morning, groups of children could be seen, each with a backpack, heading off to school on their own.

Even the two youngest of the Tang family were about to start kindergarten.