My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 874: Chapter 858 He Found Out Chapter 874: Chapter 858 He Found Out While they were looking for the bus here, Wu Bin had returned to the detention center, specifically asking to meet one person.

“You’ve come,” Su Haoran, who originally had a quite fashionable haircut, now also had a shaven head, wearing prisoner clothes, his face dull, and he had become considerably haggard, lacking much spirit.

“Yes, I’ve come.”

Wu Bin sat opposite Su Haoran.

“I heard you might be sentenced to fifteen years?”

He spoke lightly, but to Su Haoran’s ears, the words were piercingly harsh.

Fifteen years, yes, fifteen years—where could one find another identical fifteen years in life?

Moreover, he was no longer young, and by the time he finished serving his fifteen years, he would be old, nearly sixty, the time to settle into his twilight years, yet he would have nothing.

Having things come to this point, he didn’t want to blame anyone because blaming was useless.

This was the path he had chosen, his fate.

So he accepted the situation, the prison too, he would serve.

“After I get out, you might really need Liangliang to take care of me in my old age,” he said with a wry smile, who would have thought a joke could turn out to be the truth in the end.

Who else could he turn to if not Wu Liangliang to care for him in his old age?

He couldn’t even be a doctor anymore; even if he could, after fifteen years, he might forget how to use a stethoscope.

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And who would dare hire a doctor who had his medical license revoked, especially one who had served time like him?

“Of course,” Wu Bin laughed, but his laugh was eerie, “Wu Liangliang naturally has to take care of you till the end.”

“That’s good,” Su Haoran sighed, truly resigned to his fate.

But his relaxed expression fell gradually under Wu Bin’s sarcastically mocking look, and the smile at the corner of his lips couldn’t form a curve no matter how hard he tried.

He couldn’t smile, nor could he ask.

What kind of expression was this, what kind of look, that made him feel a tightness in his throat, his scalp tingling, and a suffocating pressure gripping his heart?

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

Su Haoran wanted to shake off the unsettling gaze that Wu Bin was fixing on him, instinctively not wanting to confront it.

Because it touched upon pain.

“I’m just trying to find something.”

Wu Bin did not move an inch, his entire demeanor rigid and frightening.

Find something.

What?

Su Haoran touched his face, was there something on his face?

“You underestimate me,” he said with a laugh that carried a hint of awkwardness, “I haven’t had plastic surgery, so there’s nothing wrong with my face, you won’t find anything, right?”

“No, I’ve found it.”

Wu Bin interrupted him.

“Haoran, don’t you feel…”

“Feel what?” Su Haoran couldn’t keep up with Wu Bin’s train of thought.

The old Wu Bin was someone who could be seen through at a glance, clearly also the easiest to deceive.

He had believed him completely, but now, Su Haoran was puzzled for the first time about the person in front of him.

What was going on with Wu Bin right now, so peculiar and nervy?

“Feel…” Wu Bin drew out his words, “you actually look very much like my family’s Liangliang.”

Su Haoran was taken aback for a moment, then he touched his own face, “Maybe this is just the fate between Liangliang and me.

Besides, no matter how much he resembles me, he can’t beat the resemblance he has to you.”

“Resemble me?”

Wu Bin suddenly let out a cold laugh.

“Su Haoran, you’re still lying to me now?

Aren’t you disgusted with yourself?

If you’re not disgusted, I’m disgusted just listening to you.”

“Wu Bin, what do you mean by that?”

Su Haoran’s face darkened, “I’ve become like this for your family.

What else do you want?

Do you have no conscience at all?”

“Right, you’re correct,” Wu Bin interrupted Su Haoran, “a person can’t be without a conscience.”

He slapped his chest again, “So, Su Haoran, tell me, after deceiving me for so long, doesn’t your conscience hurt?”

Su Haoran’s body stiffened, but he still put on a puzzled face.

“How have I wronged you?

How have I deceived you?”

“You still ask!”

Wu Bin really felt like punching the hypocritical man in front of him to death.

How openly he had given his heart to him before, and now how disgusting it was; how much he had trusted him before, and now how much he regretted it.

He had truly brought a wolf into the house, and this wolf turned out to be an ungrateful one.

Su Haoran really couldn’t figure out how he had deceived him.

He had gone to jail for their family, had he not?

How could he still have wronged them?

If anyone should feel sorry, it should be the Wu Family who owed him, Su Haoran.

“Haha…”

Wu Bin laughed coldly, “Su Haoran, I really want to ask, for how long exactly have you and Ren Ying been planting green grass on my head, and for how long have I been the cuckold?”

Suddenly, he slammed his hand on the table, causing the staff standing by to hurriedly come over and firmly press down on his shoulders.

He lifted his face, and the whites of his eyes rolled up as he stared dead at Su Haoran with a look that resembled the eyes of a dead fish: small pupils, but a lot of white, and the resentment in those eyes made Su Haoran involuntarily shudder with cold.

“Su Haoran, you still want someone to take care of you in your old age, just keep waiting.”

Wu Bin’s face was pressed against the table, and half of his face had almost become deformed.

Not only that, even his features were contorted at that moment, which caused a drop of cold sweat to fall from Su Haoran’s forehead.

He knew it; he had figured it out.

Yes, he had, Wu Bin had finally figured it out.

Figured out what?

What else could he know?

Wasn’t the information Ren Li gave him clear enough?

If it weren’t for that document, he would still be in the dark until now, and of course, he wouldn’t possibly know such a disgusting truth.

He also didn’t know that he, Wu Bin, had been played for a fool all these years, raising someone else’s son for eleven years, treating that bastard child like a treasure, causing his entire family to love and worry about him, spending who knows how much effort, and for his sake, they even kidnapped someone else’s child.

And now, it turned out well, he was almost imprisoned, and even if he didn’t have to go to jail in the future, what he had lost was even more.

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He had lost the Wu Family’s ancestral home and also lost the ability to carry on the family line, causing the Wu Family to be cut off at the roots.

Haha…

He wanted to laugh, but he wanted to cry even more.

His whole life, Wu Bin had really been a failure.