My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 1081

Chapter 1081: Chapter 1063: A Certain Mr.

Zhang Chapter 1081: Chapter 1063: A Certain Mr.

Zhang The conditions here are such that I imagine they don’t sell cell phones.

Tang Yuxin put the cell phone to her ear.

“Right, I’ll be there soon.”

She stood up and tossed the phone into her pocket as well.

After drinking water, eating a steamed bun, and resting for a bit, her hands stopped shaking so badly, and she was finally back in full strength.

“Go,” Gu Ning fixed her hair one more time, “I’ll be fine here, just come find me.”

“Okay,” Tang Yuxin hugged Gu Ning’s waist and rested her head on his shoulder, actually not wanting to leave at all.

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After so many life-and-death experiences together, sometimes they just wanted to have a good talk, but...

They both were helpless in this situation.

“Don’t tire yourself out too much,” Gu Ning cautioned Tang Yuxin, so she wouldn’t get overexcited and really stop treating herself like a human, but rather like a superhero.

Even superheroes need rest, let alone her, since she definitely isn’t one.

“I know,” Tang Yuxin had learned her lesson and certainly didn’t dare, knowing that if she truly ruined her hands, she wouldn’t be able to be a doctor in the future, and Dean Zhu would probably have to apologize with his life.

She straightened up, adjusted her clothes, and strode forward.

When she arrived, it turned out that a patient’s condition had worsened repeatedly, and she was called in for a consult.

In the end, the decision was that another surgery was necessary.

“Dr.

Tang, you take this one.”

The others were all hoping Tang Yu would take on the surgery, as they inexplicably trusted Tang Yuxin.

Tang Yuxin gave a wry smile, “I can only do this one more surgery, or else I might really not hold up.”

She moved her wrists a bit.

Actually, she hadn’t planned on taking any more surgeries today, since she was already at her limit.

If it weren’t for that limb reattachment surgery, she might have been able to take on a few more that weren’t too difficult and were relatively shorter in duration.

However, after that surgery, her fingers’ dexterity had been severely affected, so she dared not take on any more major surgeries for the time being.

As for this surgery, it was what she was best at, and she would only perform the beginning part; the assisting doctors could finish the rest.

She had encountered many such individuals before.

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In the hospital, she had constantly met all sorts of people over the years.

Naturally, there were a few arrogant types who looked down on others, but in the face of life,

Who was it?

Everyone was equal.

All were flesh and blood and would experience birth, aging, illness, and death.

Zhang Yong then glanced at Tang Yuxin with a hint of disdain in his eye.

“Is it her?”

He put down the cup in his hand and asked Director Zhu seriously once more.

“Was that reattached limb surgery performed by her?” He truly couldn’t believe it.

She was just a young girl, barely of age; how could she perform such a highly precise surgery and perfectly match the bones?

Full bone alignment signified something that any doctor would understand, even those without medical knowledge, as long as they interpreted the literal meaning of the words one by one, it was easy to comprehend.

If a piece of bone was missing, it could result in one leg being shorter than the other, leading to disability.

However, if the bones were perfectly aligned, there was a possibility of complete recovery, especially with a perfect alignment.

That is to say, the patient’s injured leg could fully recover without major accidents – a possibility of complete recovery was, without a doubt, like heavenly music and a miracle for someone who had injured their leg.

It was akin to being sentenced to death and then unexpectedly released without charges.

It was as if moving from Hell to Heaven could be as simple as that.

“Director, what did you want to see me for?

I have other matters to attend to and can’t stay here,” Tang Yuxin said, glancing at the time.

She had several patients to see shortly, and although she was no longer performing surgeries, she wouldn’t neglect them as it was her professional medical duty to care within her capabilities.

Rather than sitting here staring at each other, she would prefer to face those patients – at the very least, she could save lives.

If she couldn’t save lives, she would’ve already gone home by now.

Why would she stay here?

She was nearly working herself sick; she wasn’t a masochist who needed to exhaust herself to the brink of death to feel satisfied.

“Xiaotang, don’t be in such a hurry,” the director promptly urged Tang Yuxin, “Please sit for a while longer.”