My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 671

Chapter 671: Chapter 663: Soup Should Be Simmered Slowly Chapter 671: Chapter 663: Soup Should Be Simmered Slowly Tang Yuxin indeed was on duty at the hospital that evening because she wasn’t entirely at ease with several critical patients.

As for the person at home, she didn’t need to worry about anything.

They couldn’t possibly tear down her house, after all.

Having just finished checking on the patients, Tang Yuxin returned to the break room.

She casually searched for a comfortable position to rest in, but no matter what position she tried, it didn’t quite satisfy her.

Her back ached and her legs were sore; she knew she was too tired.

At times like this, she always told herself to hold on for just a few more days.

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Yes, just a few more days, and then she could rest properly—she wouldn’t have to be this exhausted any longer.

Resting her head on her arm, she pulled out her smartphone and started to scroll through it.

She found Gu Ning’s number and pondered what the words he spoke today actually meant.

He hadn’t said much, but his words seemed to conceal something between the lines.

Could it be that he had realized the child he had saved years ago was her?

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But she had never brought it up.

After all, there were numerous children in the world who ran away from home due to being hit by their mother; it couldn’t be that much of a coincidence, could it?

She put down her phone and then went to the restroom to splash some cold water on her face, hoping to fully awaken her senses to avoid falling asleep.

If she could ensure that those patients wouldn’t have any issues tomorrow, she could finally rest for a while.

Life is precious.

She had spent so much time and effort saving these patients.

No matter what, they had to keep living.

A few splashes of cold water on her face brought her to a clearer state of mind, though the sleepiness remained.

Fortunately, she could endure it; fortunately, she could persevere.

“Doctor Tang, Doctor Tang...”

With a bang, a nurse rushed in urgently, only to find that Tang Yuxin was nowhere to be seen.

Where is she?

“I’m here.”

Tang Yuxin emerged from the restroom, her eyes bloodshot from the lack of good rest, yet fortunately, her spirits were still quite favorable.

There were some things she still needed to ask the family members.

The patient’s condition was very special, so she did not yet have a specific treatment approach.

All his organs were in good condition, but inexplicably, it led to heart failure.

If the cause could not be found, then this person was beyond saving.

Sometimes she believed even more that a person’s will to survive is far greater than their dependence on medication.

“Family member, the doctor would like to ask you a few questions.”

The nurse approached the middle-aged man, who was still standing there dumbly, as if his soul had been lost.

“Okay, I understand,” the man wiped his face and stood up.

He walked into Tang Yuxin’s office and was surprised to see a very young female doctor.

How young was she?

He was almost frightened by her youth—twenty-two, maybe twenty-three years old.

Could such a young doctor really save his son?

If his wife hadn’t insisted on transferring their son here, he wouldn’t have dared to take the risk.

He truly regretted it now.

His son had initially only broken his leg, yet he had encountered that woman.

But this time, his son had nearly lost his life.

Comparatively, he would rather his son be without a leg, as at least he would still be alive.

“How did he end up like this?” Tang Yuxin asked the man before her.

Although the medical records stated it was due to a fall, she felt that the man hadn’t told the whole truth.

And what she needed was the truth, their truth.

The man, hearing Tang Yuxin’s question, clenched his fists tightly.

Tang Yuxin pulled some tissues from her desk and handed them to the man.

“Thank you,” the man took the tissues and wiped his face.

Perhaps a few days ago, he never would have imagined himself to ever be in such a disgraceful state.

He always cared greatly about his image, dressed well, and made sure his hair and tie were in good order, not tolerating even the slightest imperfection, willing to spend half the day getting it right.

But what about now?