My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s Chapter 889

Chapter 889: Chapter 873: This Daughter Is Unreliable Chapter 889: Chapter 873: This Daughter Is Unreliable “`

The hospital sees so many patients every day, and she didn’t want to delay any one of them, even if Ren’s father was not a person she liked—in fact, one could say he was her enemy.

Soon after, the examination results ca out.

Tang Yuxin briefly flipped through them before placing the report in front of Ren Ying, “If you can read, you should be able to understand the few lines at the back, right?”

“It’s Chinese, not English.”

“If you still don’t believe it, feel free to find another doctor.”

She stood up, her hands pressing down on the table, “Right now your father needs to undergo surgery.

In addition to the heart surgery, cerebral hemorrhage treatnt must also be carried out simultaneously.”

Ren Ying stared at the examination report in her hands, perhaps still in disbelief.

She wanted to ask others, even though the black and white text clearly stated the facts.

Yet, no matter how clear, she remained skeptical.

However, deep down she knew that examination results can’t lie.

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A person might make a mistake, but machines don’t.

“Please consider it as soon as possible,” Tang Yuxin’s voice, sowhat cold, reached from not far away, “Your father is still waiting for surgery.”

This is a matter of life and death, not queuing up to buy health supplents.

“Ren Ying…”

Wu Bin’s mother hurried over, “What are you still doing here?

Wu Bin is here; let’s hurry to draw blood.

It’s for Liangliang’s treatnt.”

Ren Ying put down the dical report without a second thought and left.

Tang Yuxin watched her retreating back with an icy gaze, not even calling out to her.

Now that Ren’s father’s condition was stabilized, they could wait a bit longer, but the sooner the surgery was perford, the better.

However, for such a major operation, family consent was needed; without a family mber’s signature, the patient couldn’t enter the operating theater.

As for family, Tang Yuxin really found it laughable.

She had never regarded Ren Ying as a family mber.

Was Ren Ying really that unreliable?

Did the Ren Family’s parents have such poor judgnt to not see what a good daughter Ren Li was, and instead, pour their hearts and souls into the undependable Ren Ying?

She picked up the landline on her desk and dialed Ren Li’s number.

“Sis, where are you now?”

“I’m actually at ho, haven’t gone out.

My darling Xiaobai will be ho soon, and I want Xiaobai to see his beautiful grandma the mont he walks in.”

Ren Li had been tidying up all morning, taking care of herself and then the room.

Even though the housekeeper cleaned every day, Tang Garden was simply too big.

She felt like she needed to hire a gardener; the grass in the yard had overgrown and the vegetables had not been harvested for a long ti.

Tang Yuxin and Gu Ning spent little ti at ho, so it was mostly up to her and Tang Zhinian.

Tang Zhinian had been a farr his whole life and loved growing vegetables.

It was his own produce; who would dare to pick it without his permission?

But lately, there had been a lot of problems.

She and her son had just dealt with so issues, and not long after, Xiaobai fell ill.

Xiaobai was Tang Zhinian’s lifeblood.

With Xiaobai sick, he had even less desire to do anything else.

The construction site was now running smoothly and didn’t require too much of their attention.

Therefore, Tang Zhinian was practically semi-retired and hoped Chengcheng would grow up quickly so he could spend his days with Xiaobai.

Yet, it seed he had forgotten that his son was only ten years old—a primary school student, still without fully grown hair, far from being able to help manage the family business.

If he was waiting for that day, he might as well keep waiting.

So, having a child late in life is not necessarily a good thing—it’s too tiring for the old man.

Ren Li picked up the quilt again—it belonged to Xiaobai.

She planned to wash it and then sun it outside to not only disinfect it but also make it softer.

Xiaobai would sleep more comfortably on it.

“Sis, co to the hospital, and quickly.”

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Tang Yuxin did not tell her about Father Ren’s situation, figuring she would explain when they arrived.

The details were too complex to convey over the phone.

“Has Xiaobai’s condition worsened?” Ren Li’s first thought was about Xiaobai, and she couldn’t possibly sit still.

She hurried to grab her car keys and prepared to head to the main hospital.

About ten minutes later, she had arrived at Tang Yuxin’s office.

anwhile, Tang Yuxin was sitting in her office, seemingly flipping through so docunts.

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“Where’s Xiaobai?” The first thing Ren Li asked upon arrival was about Xiaobai.

Usually, Tang Zhinian would be holding Xiaobai inside, but now there was no one to be seen.

Where was her Xiaobai?

“My dad took Xiaobai out to sunbathe.”

Tang Yuxin gestured to the seat opposite her for Ren Li to sit down.

“Not afraid of getting Xiaobai tanned.”

Ren Li walked over and sat down, “He just loves to sunbathe Xiaobai.

Is it because Xiaobai’s whiteness makes him jealous?”

Indeed, both Xiaobai and Xiaobai were very fair, the kind of children whose skin was extrely pale.

They were pink and chubby when they were born, and as they grew, they only beca fairer, the kind that simply can’t tan.

But Tang Zhinian felt that his grandson was too pale.

If this were a granddaughter, he would have been delighted to have her so fair, but since it was a grandson, he believed that a boy should not remain so pale, lest he beco known as a “pretty boy.”

Therefore, Tang Zhinian would often take the two grandsons out to sunbathe, saying sunbathing could darken their skin.

However, Xiaobai and Xiaobai were different.

They had been sunbathing for three years now, and at most, it turned them into “rosy babies,” but never “tanned babies.” Even now, they remained as fair as ever.

Tang Yuxin placed the dical report in her hand on the desk, then slid it towards Ren Li.

“Sis, take a look at this.”

Ren Li set her purse aside and picked up the dical report.

As soon as she saw the na on it, her casual smile faded instantly.

She flipped to the last page and closed the report.

“Where’s Ren Ying?”

She inquired.

What about Father Ren’s daughter?

For her and her son, the Ren Family had cast aside their dignity, so why, when they fell ill, was Ren Ying nowhere to be found?

Where was her so-called good daughter?

“She…”

Tang Yuxin stood up, her lips curved in a sowhat sarcastic manner, “She’s your sister; you must know her better than I do.

She’s quick to co running when she needs sothing, but now that she’s not needed, she doesn’t even have the capacity to shoulder any responsibility.”

She was busy taking care of her son, while her mother had fainted from a combination of high blood pressure and high blood sugar.

How could they not know about these common health issues that plagued the elderly for years?

As a daughter, shouldn’t she be mindful of her parents’ health?