My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s Chapter 853

Chapter 853: Chapter 837: The Tang Family Arrives Chapter 853: Chapter 837: The Tang Family Arrives She stealthily asked Mr.

Ren, whose mouth seed to be filled with sand, and the white hairs at his temples were growing more nurous.

“It must be the Tang Family’s people who have co looking.”

Mr.

Ren’s words involuntarily sent a shiver through Mrs.

Ren, “How could that be possible?”

“How could it not be?” Mr.

Ren wanted to ask his wife, “Didn’t you ever inquire, when you had Lily co back, who exactly she had married?”

“I…”

How could Mrs.

Ren forget?

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Of course, she hadn’t asked; what did those questions matter to her?

All she cared about was Tang Xincheng, nothing else.

“There’s no need to ask now,” Mr.

Ren didn’t want to hear whatever Mrs.

Ren had to say.

The Tang Family’s people had indeed arrived.

He wasn’t a nobody; he had had his small fa in his youth.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have managed to stay out of trouble during such chaotic tis.

Moreover, these individuals looked vaguely familiar to him, though he couldn’t recall where he knew them from at the mont.

To strike him as familiar, they had to be people he knew, or had t a few tis.

And the faces of these people, whichever one you considered, didn’t look like those of ordinary folk, which led him to the dire realization that his mistake wasn’t a small one.

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He was filled with regret, and he didn’t know whether Mrs.

Ren and the Wu Family were also harboring regrets.

Suddenly, it seed as if a cold breeze blew before his eyes, and when he looked up, he t a pair of eyes nearly devoid of any emotion—dark, deep, cold, and stern, like a pool of ice and snow, about to cause frostbite.

“What’s wrong?”

Gu Ning ca over and asked Tang Yuxin, “Why aren’t you moving?”

“Nothing much, I just wanted to know what the rare spectacle of shaless parents looked like in this world.”

This statent heated Mr.

Ren’s face involuntarily.

It was a clear reference to them, to him and Mrs.

Ren.

Indeed, they were shaless, among the rare breed of shaless parents in this world.

As for Mrs.

Ren, it was unclear if she truly didn’t care, or if she simply didn’t grasp the veiled aning that people were talking about her and Mr.

Ren.

Tang Yuxin turned her head and continued walking forward, heading to the place filled with the strongest scent of dicine.

The sll of anesthetic wasn’t a good sign.

Although her face remained composed, only she knew the extent to which her heart was hanging by a thread.

The further she walked, the more intense the sll beca.

Not to ntion Tang Yuxin, who had gathered decades of dical experience over two lifetis, even Gu Ning could detect it, let alone her, who dealt with these substances every day.

The sll was indeed not right.

It resembled the scent found in hospitals.

“What are you doing?” When they arrived, Wu Bin hurried over and blocked their path with his hands.

He had felt so commotion outside earlier, but he couldn’t leave from here; he needed to wait for his son.

After all, with other people outside, nothing could go wrong.

Tang Yuxin strode forward, and Wu Bin, feeling a surge of anxiety, began to sweat profusely.

Who were these people?

It was one thing to barge into a private residence, but they were roaming around as if they owned the place—robbers, perhaps?

However, when he tried to step forward to stop them, he was blocked from the outside.

He saw the woman, whom he didn’t recognize, walk unabashedly toward a door.

Wu Bin’s heart was in his throat, and his anxiety intensified to an unbearable degree.

“You’re not allowed to go in!”

And before his voice even finished, there was a creak, and the woman’s hand was already on the door, pushing it open.

The words he was about to say were choked off in his throat, even as he struggled, they were tightly clamped down by soone.

Even more, a hand stretched over, one covering his mouth, the other pressing on his shoulder, pinning his face against the wall.

He could neither move nor shout, with only his eyes, as wide as Niuda’s, still staring in shock.

When the door opened, the rich scent of disinfectant and various dicines wafted out from within.

“You all…”

Su Haoran, seeing the door open, also hurried over, pressing his hand on the door, “Haven’t I said it many tis?

Don’t co in, your bodies are all carrying bacteria.

Why don’t you listen?

If you get infected, who can take responsibility for this…”

His words stopped there, his mouth agape as if he still had unfinished words that suddenly disappeared on the spot.

And for the first ti, he seed to be so foolish; he even rubbed his eyes in disbelief, thinking he was too tired and hallucinating because he saw a person.

A person he never imagined he’d co into contact with.

This was also what they, as doctors, most wanted to accomplish, and of course, sothing he felt was beyond his reach in this lifeti.

It was Tang Yuxin, the genius doctor of the military hospital, famous both dostically and internationally at a young age, having won several patents.

The operations she presided over to date were sothing only she could perform; others couldn’t even venture into such a field.

Besides her unparalleled dical skills, there was also her family background.

Her father had risen to beco a real estate tycoon in recent years, making money like running water, especially now when the dostic real estate market was booming to the point of madness, with large amounts of capital flowing into their pockets.

And regarding the secret identity behind Tang Yuxin, there were abundant rumors, and even with her performing operations every other day, no one could force her unless she was willing.

And now Tang Yuxin was right in front of him, to the extent that he even thought he was dreaming.

Suddenly.

He couldn’t help but shiver.

What was that child’s na?

Yes, what was it?

It seed to be Tang, but what exactly was it?

He realized he hadn’t asked in detail.

If the last na was Tang, if it really was Tang?

Then it’s soone from the Tang Family.

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, even streaming down his face to his chin and dropping from there, soaking his clothes.

Tang Yuxin reached out her hand, pushing the dumbstruck Su Haoran aside, and then she walked in.

Inside there was a hospital bed with a child lying on it, vaguely visible.

“Chengcheng…”

She quickened her steps, three steps rging into two as she approached, but on seeing the black and skinny child lying there, she knew it wasn’t Tang Xincheng anymore.