My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 664

Chapter 664: Chapter 656: Haven’t Eaten Chapter 664: Chapter 656: Haven’t Eaten After safely tucking away her phone, Tang Yuxin gave her head a firm knock against the wall to see if that could clear her mind a little.

It didn’t matter how exhausted she was; once in the operating room, she always found herself sharp and alert again.

Of course, her spirits somehow got even better when dealing with scumbags, especially someone like Wei Jiani, who vexed her to the point of being laughable.

In this lifetime, she grew up safe and healthy without the Sang Family’s control, even carving out a career of her own.

She was no longer the maid who couldn’t fight back under Sang Zhilan’s command, nor was she Wei Jiani’s backdrop anymore.

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The combat prowess of Sang Zhilan and her daughter was pitifully low, so much so that she didn’t even want to bother engaging with them.

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Really wanted to compete?

Fine.

If Sang Zhilan brought her daughter, she would invite Tang Zhinian and his wife over the next day.

Her new stepmother wasn’t one to mess with.

How ludicrous it was for Sang Zhilan to think she could take advantage of her.

And Tang Yuxin truly didn’t understand why Sang Zhilan was so confident that by dumping Wei Jiani on her, she would attend to her like waiting on grandparents.

Was she supposed to serve her too?

“Doctor Tang, aren’t you going back?”

A nurse, seeing Tang Yuxin standing contemplatively against the wall, asked worriedly.

Known throughout the hospital for her extreme dedication, Tang Yuxin often handled several surgeries in a day without the slightest error, especially with critically ill patients, who seemed to gain a new lease on life under her care.

Evidently, she was the top surgeon of their hospital.

Moreover, Tang Yuxin’s name was now quite well known, and many doctors from other hospitals had gone to great lengths to transfer just for a chance to observe her perform surgery and save lives.

No matter the era, no matter how the world changed,

a good doctor represented hope.

And Tang Yuxin was the hope of many.

After all, there were so many patients, so many people who wanted to survive.

No one dared to claim they’d never fall ill in their lifetime.

Therefore, Tang Yuxin was nothing less than a gold mine for their hospital, an exceptionally tough one at that.

No matter how much work was heaped upon her, she would always go above and beyond to complete all her tasks every day.

But today, what happened to her?

Why was she banging her head against the wall?

Were they using her as a man, or a machine?

“Six, I think,” Tang Yuxin approximated, six surgeries averaging two hours each, amounting to about twelve hours.

Furthermore, her surgical precision and timing were usually more efficient than most, often saving an hour or two, or even more.

But even so, it still took up most of her day.

There was no choice; she had simply accrued too much work to do.

“What would you like to eat?” Gu Ning asked Tang Yuxin, “I’m in the city center; I can pick something up and bring it to you.”

“I want a boxed meal with meat,” Tang Yuxin said, her needs quite modest now.

Anything was fine as long as it was edible.

Boxed meals were the simplest for her—complete with dishes and rice, they were easy and convenient for staving off hunger.

“Alright, I understand,” Gu Ning pulled the car over to the side, ready to step out.

“Gu Ning, what are you doing?”

Zhang Xiaomei finally finished with her nails and makeup.

Ever since she got in the car, she had been preening nonstop.

It was hard to say how much makeup she had layered on, and to little effect given her less-than-ideal natural features.

High-end cosmetics had improved her appearance somewhat, but they couldn’t compare to natural beauty.

“Buying something,” Gu Ning closed the car door, locking Zhang Xiaomei inside.

She immediately became unhappy.

Having just returned from abroad, she was unfamiliar with everything here.

Plus, it felt so backwards.

She had known about it before, she wouldn’t have returned, but the fear of Gu Ning running off with someone else loomed over her.

Gu Ning was approaching thirty, after all.

And in her mind, she had always believed Gu Ning was waiting for her.

If not her, then who?

She had come back this time with marriage in mind.

It wasn’t that she was worried about Gu Ning getting older.

To her, she was still young, only twenty-four.

But what did that matter?

In China, women her age were already married with kids.