My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 904: Chapter 888: Coming for Money Again Chapter 904: Chapter 888: Coming for Money Again “Dinner’s ready,” the door was pushed open again, and Gu Ning walked in, with Tang Yuxin behind him.

He placed the food he was carrying on the table; none of it was purchased from the cafeteria but had been prepared by the family’s housekeeper.

The meals from home were reliable and cleaner as well.

Of course, they were used to eating home-cooked meals.

Regardless of the dish, it always tasted better than anything bought from outside.

The housekeeper had prepared quite a lot, enough to fill them all to bursting.

Gu Ning first took a bowl and filled it to the brim with rice, choosing the best dishes for the topping.

Apart from the stir-fried prawns that the patient couldn’t eat, the vegetables were piled high to the rim of the bowl.

Before this bowl was even ready, no one had started eating—neither Ren Li nor Tang Xincheng did.

He picked up the bowl, stood up, and then walked to another hospital bed, setting the bowl down on the care table.

There was a bowl of soup as well, and he arranged the chopsticks and spoon too.

Only then did he help up Ren’s father.

“Eat up for now.

If it’s not enough, let me know, and I’ll keep another portion for you.”

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“Thank you,” said Ren’s father, feeling very ashamed and unworthy.

His own daughter had abandoned him, and now, it was this man who had no blood relation to him…

his grandson-in-law.

Yes, Gu Ning could be considered his grandson-in-law, but it’s likely he wouldn’t want to acknowledge Ren.

“No worries, just eat.

First you need to build up your strength before worrying about anything else.”

Gu Ning placed the chopsticks in Ren’s father’s hands before walking over to join everyone else who was waiting for him to start eating.

Once he sat down, everyone else began eating.

Gu Ning placed the shelled stir-fried prawns in front of Tang Xincheng, “Eat up.”

“Sure,” Tang Xincheng especially loved these.

The meals prepared by the housekeeper were the most delicious, particularly this prawn dish.

Not only did he enjoy it, but Xiaobai and also loved it.

The prawns were made for him; after all, he needed to grow.

Gu Ning patted Tang Xincheng’s head, “Eat a little more.”

Tang Xincheng’s smile faded; all of a sudden, he couldn’t eat anymore.

He felt like there was a second half to that sentence.

Eat a little more, and be ready for a thrashing later.

When they finished eating, Gu Ning and Tang Xincheng were the ones to clean up, while the women of the house didn’t lift a finger, save for the patient Tang Zhinian.

It seemed all household chores were done by the two men.

Ren’s father just watched; he too had finished the food in his bowl, and drank the soup as well.

The meal was delicious and the soup savory.

Gu Ning went over and sat down.

“Would you like to read the newspaper?

I brought it with me today.”

Ren’s father nodded.

He had been in the habit of reading the newspaper, something he hadn’t done in a long time.

Gu Ning placed the newspaper before him and sat down to his side without leaving.

He didn’t feel like he was being particularly kind to Ren’s father, for he would have taken care of any stranger, out of respect for their status as a patient.

He chatted casually with Ren’s father, discussing Ren Li’s country, Tang Zhinian, and of course, Tang Xincheng—subjects that Ren’s father wanted to know about and found most interesting.

As for himself and Tang Yuxin, he didn’t talk much.

Ren Ying hid in the staircase.

These past few days she had been holed up in Wu Liangliang’s hospital room.

She had asked around; her father was fine, meaning he wasn’t dead from anger thanks to her.

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She had been too scared to show up for several days, fearing she might hear some bad news.

Even if she was shameless, she didn’t dare bear the infamy of having angered her own father to death.

No one from the hospital had come to press for payments, and she didn’t know if they had forgotten or what.

But since no one was pushing, she pretended to be oblivious too.

Right now she could only dare stand there, hoping to ask her father for some money when everyone else had left.

She really didn’t have any money—if she ran out, she might not even have food to eat.

She had been on watch for several days, feeling like a thief hiding out.

It seemed today there was no one around.

Covering her face with her hand, she walked over; apparently, the duty nurse hadn’t noticed her either.

She cautiously pushed open the door and peeked inside, indeed, there was no one there, and she quietly slipped in.

“Dad, Dad…”

She called out softly.

Ren’s father opened his eyes, not wanting to see his daughter Ren Ying at all.

Every time he saw Ren Ying, he felt like crying.

How could he have such an inhuman daughter?

“Dad, give me some money, I’m out of money.”

Ren Ying kept glancing at the door; she was genuinely afraid of Tang Zhinian.

That man was too scary.

“Have you visited your mom?”

Ren’s father squeezed his eyes shut tightly, and when he opened them again, he gazed at his daughter almost as if she were a stranger.

He had fathered them both, yet why had he ended up producing a daughter like Ren Ying?

He wanted to know, he truly did.

“My mom?”

Ren Ying was momentarily befuddled by the sudden question.

“My mom is doing well.

She has others taking care of her, with food and drink, and the hospital is all paid for.”

For the first time, Ren’s father felt that his daughter was incredibly foolish and unfilial.

The hospital, all paid for—she really had a way with words.

Which hospital would do all of that, act like a charity, provide treatment for free, as well as food and accommodation?

Did she even have a brain?

“Dad, give me the money.”

Ren Ying was getting anxious.

Why hadn’t he handed over the money yet?

“Hasn’t Wu Bin managed to get the money?”

Ren’s father felt something was off.

Why was it always her asking for money?

Where were the Wu Family?

Even if they were in a bad situation, they couldn’t just ignore Wu Liangliang, leave her unattended.

“Why bring them up?

They’re of no use at all.”

Ren Ying didn’t want to talk about the Wu Family’s people.

“Dad…”

She urged her father again.

Ren’s father narrowed his eyes.

“Are you hiding something from me?”

“Not at all,” Ren Ying’s eyes flickered, “What could I possibly be hiding from you?

There’s so much going on with the Wu Family, and it’s still not settled,” she made up an excuse on the fly, hoping to brush it off.

But it must be said that such an excuse temporarily allayed Ren’s father’s suspicions; of course, he didn’t think much more about it and certainly couldn’t have guessed that the Wu Family’s people had long since known where to go.

It was just as well he knew nothing; otherwise, he might have had another brain hemorrhage from the anger caused by Ren Ying.

“Dad…”

Ren Ying was so anxious she was almost jumping up and down.

She didn’t come here to chat with him; she needed money, was desperate for money.

“Don’t you have a bank card?”

Ren’s father asked Ren Ying, “Where’s your card?”

“Card?” Ren Ying was befuddled by the question again.

Where was her card?

It should have been in her wallet, but her wallet had been empty for a while.

She was broke, having sold everything she could, and now she was nearly at the point of selling her blood.

As for those cards, they were useless.

The cards had been locked, turned into a pile of useless plastic.