257: Chapter 257: Processing Discharge Procedures 257: Chapter 257: Processing Discharge Procedures In the hospital.
Bai Zheyan was a bit confused.
So…
What’s going on exactly?
How did Brother Xiao take his beloved daughter on a trip to the Ancient Town and bring back an old Chinese dicine practitioner?
Staring at the elderly man sitting by the hospital bed, occasionally prying open his wife’s eyelids or taking her pulse, Bai Zheyan quietly pulled Xiao Fei to the side.
“Brother Xiao, is this…
likely to work?”
“Worth a shot?”
Xiao Fei raised his eyebrows.
Bai Zheyan forced a bitter smile.
“Are we sure he’s not so Evil God Huoyun?”
“To be honest, I also get this weird feeling, like at any mont this old man might suddenly pull off a toad technique move…”
Saying that, even Xiao Fei couldn’t help but shake his head.
He could joke and laugh about it, but Bai Zheyan wasn’t in the mood to laugh at all.
His face full of tension, he kept glancing between his wife and Yang Yun, who was still examining her.
Yang Yun was the elderly practitioner’s na.
At the mont.
Inside the ward, aside from Xiao Fei and Bai Zheyan, only He Tong’s mom and Bai Zheyan’s mom were present.
After all, He Tong and Bai Zheyan were both quite young, and their fathers hadn’t reached retirent age yet.
Busy work schedules forced them to leave.
As for Tang Yuxin, since they wanted to avoid Little Yu knowing too much, Xiao Fei had simply taken all the kids, including Little Yu, to his ho for Tang Yuxin to watch over.
A little while later, Yang Yun stood up.
Everyone in the room imdiately looked at him.
“So…
Doctor Yang, how’s it looking?”
“Can my daughter be saved?”
He Tong’s mom hurriedly asked.
“I can’t guarantee it,”
Yang Yun said slowly, “But it’s worth a try.”
“The prerequisite is that you trust enough.”
“Trust you enough…
What does that an?”
Yang Yun pulled out the silver needles he carried everywhere.
Seeing those long needles, everyone felt a chill down their spines.
“…Mom, maybe…
we should give it a try?”
Bai Zheyan suggested.
He didn’t trust Yang Yun, but he trusted Xiao Fei.
He Tong’s mom was very hesitant; just the sight of those needles made her nervous.
But with her daughter in this condition, how much worse could it get?
The earlier doctor had even declared that her daughter wasn’t going to wake up anyti soon.
“If that’s the case…”
“We’ll…
try it then!”
Gritting her teeth, He Tong’s mom finally said.
Yang Yun nodded slightly.
“In that case, you can go ahead and arrange for her discharge.
Bring her ho for treatnt.”
“Not at the hospital?”
Bai Zheyan asked instinctively.
Yang Yun gave him a sharp look and said, sowhat pridefully, “This is still soone else’s territory.
If those young nurses catch saving lives here, it wouldn’t look great.”
Imdiately, everyone started bustling about.
anwhile, Xiao Fei’s thoughts had already drifted back ho.
Wonder what his wife was up to now?
At the sa ti, at ho.
Tang Yuxin glanced at the clock—it was already evening.
After their visit to the Ancient Town and their discussion with Yang Yun, Xiao Fei and Tang Yuxin had hurriedly returned to Shanghai City, though the round trip had cost quite a bit of ti.
Xiao Fei went off to the hospital, leaving her to watch the kids at ho.
“Mom…”
Da Bao dashed over, placing his hands on Tang Yuxin’s thighs as she sat on the sofa.
“Hungry…”
“Da Bao is hungry, huh?”
“Er Bao, Sanbao, Little Yu, are you hungry too?”
“Hungry~”
The little ones nodded in unison.
Alright, the kids were all hungry.
That ant tonight was finally Tang Yuxin’s turn to cook!
Standing up from the sofa, Tang Yuxin took a deep breath.
“Kids, how about Mom cooks dinner for tonight?”
Little Yu showed little reaction, but the three kids cheered loudly.
From the mont they could rember, they had never eaten anything Tang Yuxin cooked.
Since birth until now, all she’d done was breastfeed them and mix their formula.
In the children’s minds, the concept of Mom cooking didn’t exist at all!
Now hearing Tang Yuxin say this, the three little ones started running excitedly in circles around the living room.
“Oh oh!
Mom’s cooking!”
“Dinner~!
Dinner~!”
Their excitent and enthusiasm made Tang Yuxin beam with pride.
See?
She could totally be a great mom.
Cooking dinner for her kids—a basic skill!
Walking into the kitchen, she carefully tied on her apron and glanced at the stove.
Various seasonings like oil, salt, sauces, and vinegar were all neatly arranged, the stove spotlessly clean and tidy.
Everything was exactly where it had always been, placed within easy reach.
Her husband was really such a ticulous person…
Tang Yuxin thought dreamily.
Since that’s the case, why not cook her husband’s dinner as well while she’s at it?
Whether or not her husband would co ho to eat?
Tang Yuxin never even considered that question.
In their married life, no matter what happened, unless explicitly stated, they would always co ho for dinner.
…
While Tang Yuxin was lost in such idle thoughts, the three kids and Little Yu were peeking around the kitchen door.
Mom (or Auntie) cooking was just too intriguing for them.
Tang Yuxin glanced back at the kids, then turned around to take so ingredients from the fridge to defrost.
Chopping, slicing.
Slice…
chop…
“So slow…”
“Mom doesn’t seem very good at it?”
“When Dad chops veggies, they go swoosh…
and fly everywhere!”
One by one, the three kids’ remarks hit Tang Yuxin like daggers.
“Kids!
Mom may be slow, but my cooking is still delicious!”
Unconvinced, Tang Yuxin shot back.
“Better than Dad’s cooking?”
“…”
Da Bao’s question left Tang Yuxin montarily speechless.
eting the kids’ expectant gazes, Tang Yuxin stiffened her neck.
“Of course!
Better than Dad’s!”
Oh…
The kids’ eyes lit up imdiately, even Little Yu enthusiastically joining the cheers, used as she was to Xiao Fei’s cooking.
After managing to pacify the kids, Tang Yuxin turned back to the stove.
“You’ve got this~!”
“Yuxin!
You can do it~!”
“You can’t be helpless just because your husband isn’t ho!”
“You need to be a perfect wife!”
Wham!
Tang Yuxin slamd the blade of the knife hard against the cutting board.
Half an hour passed.
Only a small portion of the ingredients for the evening’s al had been prepared so far.
If Xiao Fei were cooking, the kids would have eaten by now.
“This…
this is really not easy.”
Tang Yuxin muttered to herself, sweat beading on her forehead.
Sighing deeply, she wiped the sweat off her brow and picked up the knife again, continuing to prepare the al.
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