Back to the 1980s: Transmigrated as the Bigshot's Pampered Wife Chapter 76: The Cold and Aloof Goddess

"What’s so impressive about ’Divine Doctor’? Divine Doctor Jiang from the compound is the one who’s truly amazing. He earned that honor by curing countless patients."

Gu Jiaojiao was annoyed by Song Zijie’s unoriginal flattery. ’Su Shuochi just said it offhandedly, and he took it seriously!’

She especially disliked the na "Divine Doctor," finding it far too generic.

In her past life, she had been a genius in the dical world, winning countless awards at a young age.

The most renowned dical institutions, both nationally and globally, held an annual dical gala.

And ever since her debut, the championship award at every gala had been hers and hers alone.

Her achievents not only spurred social and economic developnt but, more importantly, brought boundless vitality to the dical community.

She held an absolute advantage in the global dical field; even expert professors wholeheartedly admired her skills.

Her dical abilities even surpassed those of the world’s top leading physicians.

She had countless followers. So admired her talent, others her beauty.

And so admired her dical skills... In short, her charm was irresistible.

But she never got close to any man because she was too busy. In n’s eyes, she was a cold and lofty goddess.

But in this life, she had been married off early. ’Going from a "cold goddess" to a "Divine Doctor"... what a trip!’

She possessed the dical skills of her previous life, aning she would achieve fa at an even younger age. A simple title like "Divine Doctor" felt like she was short-changing herself.

The original owner of this body had a beauty that drove n wild, while her own wisdom commanded admiration. It was a perfect combination.

"My wife, you’re even more skilled than Divine Doctor Jiang. Why can’t you be called a Divine Doctor?"

"You possess dical skills far superior to Divine Doctor Jiang’s; you just don’t have the halo of fa and glory yet."

"You aren’t the least bit arrogant or complacent. Your calmness and wisdom make you seem flawless. Not even Divine Doctor Jiang can compare to you."

Su Shuochi listed his wife’s virtues as if counting priceless treasures, his eyes brimming with a tenderness so deep it seed it could overflow.

Song Zijie: ...

’I really need to read more books,’ he thought. ’My one la complint earned the Divine Doctor’s scorn.’

He never would have thought Brother Su could be so eloquent.

"Right, Brother Su is right! Your dical skills are above Divine Doctor Jiang’s. The title of Divine Doctor belongs to you and you alone. You shouldn’t be so modest."

"Shuo Ci and Zijie are right. Divine Doctor Jiang’s top disciple, Doctor Sun, said your older brother would never wake up again, but as soon as you stepped in, he woke up."

Mr. Gu had also studied abroad and was a man of broad experience. He too felt his daughter’s dical skills were extraordinary.

He wasn’t constrained by traditional, feudalistic thinking and would sotis even co up with peculiar ideas.

Mr. Gu’s academic work was an amalgamation of Eastern and Western cultures; he was a true prodigy.

He had once been hailed by his classmates abroad as the smartest person in the world and had achieved a degree of fa in foreign literary circles.

But he loved his holand and wanted to return after completing his studies to serve his country and contribute to its glory.

If he hadn’t spent so many years feeding pigs on the farm, he would have beco the nation’s youngest literary master.

Gu Jiaojiao felt it was necessary to remind everyone, "I just want a unique title, not the generic ’Divine Doctor’."

"Then how about we call you Divine Doctor Jiao?" Mr. Gu understood what his daughter ant.

"What about Divine Doctor Gu?"

If "Divine Doctor Gu Jiaojiao" wouldn’t attract too much jealousy, they would have just called her that directly.

"Just call Mrs. Su Gu, or Su Gu Jiaojiao. ’Divine Doctor’ is a title recognized by others. In the dical world, I will use the na Su Gu Jiaojiao from now on."

Having been a person of talent for two lifetis, Gu Jiaojiao had only married once. She just wanted to announce to the world that she was married, nothing more.

But for Su Shuochi, the aning was extraordinary. ’For my wife to be willing to take my surna... it’s my greatest honor!’

Gu Jiaojiao’s gentle gaze fell upon Su Shuochi, making his heart race and tremble violently.

’My wife’s dical skills are brilliant. In my heart, she’s the one and only Divine Doctor, second to none.’

If others weren’t present, he would have desperately wanted to kiss her fiercely... "Su Gu Jiaojiao. It sounds so beautiful."

Su Shuochi grinned like a landlord’s foolish son, a stark contrast to his usual cold deanor as Zhan Lang.

"Su Gu Jiaojiao really does sound beautiful. Just saying it makes one envious..."

Geng Ruixian said with imnse envy. He had been in a car for the better part of the day and was already exhausted.

But hearing Gu Jiaojiao’s words and seeing the doting look in Su Shuochi’s eyes, his mood improved so much that he ate an extra half-bowl of rice.

He had been ruthlessly abandoned by his wife, who took their children with her. Seeing the sweetness conveyed in the young couple’s glances...

in that mont, it reignited his fighting spirit. ’Jiaojiao can definitely cure , right?’

"Jiaojiao, don’t feel any pressure. If you can cure us, it would be a blessing in our ti of need. If you can’t, I won’t bla you."

"Uncle Geng, your illness is completely curable, so please rest assured. You must be tired from being in the car all day. I’ll make a cup of malted milk for you all."

"My wife, take your ti eating. I’ll go make the malted milk." Su Shuochi reluctantly tore his gaze away from Gu Jiaojiao.

He wheeled his chair away to find hot water. The backpack was on him, but it was empty.

So Gu Jiaojiao pretended to help push his wheelchair, taking out the malted milk and glucose powder from her storage space.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, they got into the car. Gu Jiaojiao drove smoothly and quite fast.

"Jiaojiao, slow down a bit. Don’t be in such a hurry," Mr. Gu said with so concern, sitting in the passenger seat and watching the dizzying reflections blur past.

"I’m just worried Grandpa and the others are getting anxious. Besides, you have to trust your daughter’s skills."

"Father-in-law, please don’t worry. Jiaojiao drove the whole way here."

"Alright then. We’ll be quiet so we don’t distract you," Mr. Gu conceded.

The Su family had been incredibly busy these past two days. Sheng Shiwu would co over after school to help make spicy strips.

He would also stay for dinner. He really liked the atmosphere during als at the Su family’s ho, and of course, the food Su’s mother made was delicious.

"Grandpa Gu, Jiaojiao has class tomorrow. Why isn’t she back yet so late?"

"She’s on her way. She’ll be ho a little later," Old Sir Gu said with certainty.

He trusted his son to be a sensible person who wouldn’t let his granddaughter miss her class.

"Sheng San, hurry up and eat. We need to make more spicy strips later so you can earn more money tomorrow."

Second Brother Gu couldn’t stand the way Sheng San doted on his sister. ’He monopolized my sister for eighteen years, and now he wants to steal her away again? Not a chance.’

"Hehe, we do need to make a bit more today. I want to give so to Jiaojiao to take to school tomorrow for her classmates to try."

Second Brother Gu: ...

’He can’t say three sentences without ntioning Jiaojiao, acting as if he’s so in love with my sister.’ He lowered his head and ate, no longer wanting to talk to Sheng San.

"Xiao Wu, you’re so good to Jiaojiao. I must thank you for taking care of her for all these years."

Mrs. Gu thanked him sincerely, even using the serving chopsticks to place a piece of food in Sheng Shiwu’s bowl.

"Jiaojiao has been sensible and adorable ever since she was little..." Sheng Shiwu automatically ignored the fact that he had been giving Gu Jiaojiao the cold shoulder for the past half-year.

He only spoke of things that happened before Gu Jiaojiao was seventeen. None of them knew that the person he spoke of was already gone...