My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 883: Chapter 867 Too Ungrateful Chapter 883: Chapter 867 Too Ungrateful “Ren Ying, do you think the things you’ve done in the past are all that honorable, all that face-saving?”

Stealing your sister’s husband, even having a child with your brother-in-law, and later kidnapping your sister’s child to treat your own son—where in the world is there such a sister?

If there’s such a shameless sister, then there are also shameless parents.

Don’t even mention others, even Ren Li’s own father thinks back on what they did in the past and his face burns with shame.

If you really want to make a scene known to everyone, then go ahead, make a scene, yell and curse.

He just can’t believe that after creating such a fuss, claiming that the doctor killed the patient, they’d still be able to stay here?

And at this moment, although their voices weren’t loud, they were already overheard by a nurse standing nearby.

The nurse’s complexion also turned sour.

Ren Li’s heart couldn’t help but tighten, wanting to explain, but found he couldn’t explain clearly.

Fortunately, the nurse did not make it known, and Ren Li finally breathed a sigh of relief, but truly felt that he had failed miserably in life.

How could he have fathered such a brainless daughter like Ren Ying?

He had lived for so many years, accomplishing nothing, and had such a daughter who brought him shame.

As expected, Ren Ying didn’t pounce forward anymore.

She turned around and saw that she was the only one left here; the others had already gone to see Wu Liangliang.

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She could only follow, but her legs seemed to drag on the ground, and she moved forward heavily and awkwardly.

Inside, Wu Liangliang was no longer having convulsions, his complexion had improved significantly, still unconscious, but his breathing was smooth, almost as if he were asleep.

“Doctor, I would like to ask, the female doctor from before, is she our son’s primary physician?

I haven’t seen her before.”

Ren Ying took the opportunity to inquire about Tang Yuxin.

She still felt it was Tang Xincheng’s sister who had caused her son to end up like this.

If it weren’t for her, her son wouldn’t possibly be lying here half-dead.

It was all Tang Yuxin’s fault, all her wrong.

“Are you asking about Dr.

Tang?” the doctor who was asked pondered and realized that Tang Yuxin was indeed a female doctor who had come here once before.

“Yes, that’s her.”

Ren Ying didn’t know the name, but if it was the surname Tang, there would be no mistake.

Who would have thought Ren Li would end up being someone else’s mistress, and their eldest daughter, she’s grown up so much already.

She scornfully curled her lip, and within her line of sight, everyone, perhaps including herself in the mirror, was twisted.

“Dr.

Tang is not anyone’s primary physician,” the doctor walked to the side, not noticing the twisted expression on Ren Ying’s face, “When Wu Liangliang was brought in, he was already unconscious and in critical condition multiple times.

It was Dr.

Tang who rescued him.

Because Wu Liangliang had a severe reaction to the medication, only Dr.

Tang’s Divine Needle technique could bring him back from the brink so many times.

So, you should be very grateful to Dr.

Tang.

If it weren’t for her, you might not ever see Wu Liangliang again.”

Yet this doctor did not mention that Tang Yuxin had already been off work, and her own son was also sick.

Still, she ended up coming in, disregarding her son, to treat patients.

Tang Yuxin was their entire hospital’s model employee.

Even though she officially only worked three days a week, it turned out that she was at the hospital every day.

So, if she was not a model employee, then who was?

She was almost always on call.

Of course, this doctor was unaware that Tang Yuxin, whom he saw as a model of diligence, was in Ren Ying’s eyes a malicious doctor who recklessly endangered her son’s life.

She blamed her for her son’s current state, believing that without her interference, her son would still be well.

Meanwhile, Tang Yuxin was sitting to the side, where Tang Zhinian was spoon-feeding Little Fatty some steamed eggs prepared by the nanny—unstoppable in his care, the little boy could only eat eggs or drink milk.

But his appetite was good.

He indiscriminately accepted each spoonful gobbled into his tiny mouth, as though he would even eat poison if fed to him.

His chubby cheeks puffed up like that of a little goldfish.

A plump child is naturally cute, but coupled with his attractive looks, there wasn’t a child nearby with a face as beautiful as his.

Naturally, his grandfather adored him the most.

Even if it meant not going to work, he needed to see his grandson every day.

He had never been so generous with his daughter or son.

But when it came to his grandson, he spoiled him without limit.

Why not?

This was his grandson, and besides, they only had these two children around.

He might have to wait a few more years to hold his own grandchild.

If Tang Xincheng ended up like Gu Ning, getting married in his late thirties, he would be over sixty by then, perhaps too old to even hold a grandchild.

But why should he bother with such ephemeral matters when he could already hold his grandson?

Outside, Tang Yuxin was sitting at her desk, listening to the nurse’s indignant words.

“Doctor Tang, can you believe this?

They are really ungrateful,” said the nurse, her anger rising, “If it weren’t for you, their son would have died long ago.

Now they accuse you of causing their son’s illness.

What kind of people are they?

They must be crazed with greed for money.”

Listening, Tang Yuxin remained calm.

She had seen all kinds of people in this world, especially since becoming a doctor.

This place was a kaleidoscope of humanity; people one could and could not see, bizarre types of all sorts, many of which truly left her astounded.

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“Doctor Tang, I think you shouldn’t go there any longer.”

The nurse herself didn’t even want to enter that ward anymore.

Before the parents came, they, the nurses, had taken care of the child without a word of complaint.

But once the parents arrived, there was not a word of gratitude, and not only that, they even suspected their doctor of malicious intent.

This was a great insult.

Tang Yuxin picked up her pen, resting it gently between her fingers as she began to twirl it.

The pen spun from her thumb to her little finger, and then it fell.

“It is normal for patients to be emotional,” Tang Yuxin said to the nurse with a smile, her expression still calm.

There were not many people in the world who could anger her.

Naturally, she could also conceal all her feelings quite thoroughly.

It wasn’t that her heart was still; rather, she simply never regarded certain people at all.

The nurse was still filled with righteous indignation, but Tang Yuxin understood—it was because she was young.

When she reached Tang Yuxin’s age, she would understand.