My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s-Chapter 1115

Chapter 1115: Chapter 1097: Borrowing Money Chapter 1115 -1097: Borrowing Money “Where would I get the money to treat him?

He fell on his own, not because of me.

Now, I am expected to pay for his treatment?

Do I have to be in debt for the rest of my life just for this?”

“I wasn’t born to pay off your debts.”

Sang Zhilan was astonished; she truly couldn’t believe she had given birth to such a creature lower than pigs and dogs.

She thought she was shameless enough, low enough, but she never expected that the daughter she had given birth to wasn’t even human.

This was retribution, her very own retribution.

For the sake of such a creature, she had abandoned her husband and daughter.

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She had devoted her entire life to this daughter, her whole being was for her, but now her daughter wouldn’t even save her own biological father.

“That’s your dad!”

Sang Zhilan covered her face, “Wei Jiani, how can you be so heartless?”

“I’m heartless?” Wei Jiani had never felt herself to be particularly cruel, “Even if I’m heartless, I’m nothing compared to your other daughter.

Yes, why don’t you go beg her?

Isn’t she a doctor at the main hospital?

Isn’t she a national player?

Didn’t she marry someone who owns a big company?

Didn’t she acknowledge a very influential grandfather?

Isn’t her dad in the real estate business?

Her money isn’t earned, it’s like it falls from the sky, blown in by the wind.

Aren’t you her mother?

Go find her!

Go ask her for money!”

You don’t ask your wealthy daughter for money, but expect it from someone as poor as me, someone who doesn’t even have a proper place to live.

Others might live in mansions that are historical sites, but what about me?

I live in a place that’s barely better than a garbage heap.

When Wei Jiani thought of Tang Yuxin, when she thought of the life Tang Yuxin was living now, she felt hatred.

They were born from the same mother, so why should she live like a dog, barely different from wagging her tail for food, while Tang Yuxin was raking in money, reaping both fame and fortune?

Even her so-called bumpkin father was now a real estate tycoon with assets worth billions or even tens of billions.

What did she have?

Her good-for-nothing father still expected her to pay to fix his leg.

If she saved his leg today, tomorrow she might as well jump into the river because she wouldn’t have a way to live.

Sang Zhilan clenched the purse in her hand tightly, grinding her teeth, while Wei Jiani turned her face away, making it clear she didn’t want to talk about money any further, and she certainly wasn’t going to part with a single cent.

Sang Zhilan almost burst with anger as she ran out of the Zhang Family’s home.

The parents of the Zhang Family watched her, fully aware of why she had come and what had been said.

Their house hadn’t had sound insulation for over eight hundred years; was she to believe the Zhang parents were deaf and couldn’t hear the argument between her and Wei Jiani?

Yet, they didn’t say a word, and even looked gleeful as she left.

What did this mean?

Were they mocking her, ridiculing her, or even cursing her for giving birth to such a lowly creature?

Sang Zhilan left the Zhang Family home, crying all the way.

She had begged everyone she could and looked everywhere she could, but she truly didn’t know who else she could turn to.

They didn’t even maintain contact with their old neighbors anymore, wasn’t it all because of Wei Jiani’s affair and the incident when Sang Zhilan almost killed Tang Yuxin and was nearly imprisoned?

No one wanted anything to do with them anymore; everyone avoided them, stayed away from them.

She even dared not mention her past experience in prison.

In these past few years, their moves had also been exceedingly frequent, first from Qing’an to Beijing, then to the vicinity of the main hospital.

Everything was for their daughter, Wei Jiani.

They gave all their love to Wei Jiani, yet she cold-heartedly refused to save her own father’s life.

And when Sang Zhilan went this time, coming back without a single cent would have been bearable, but she returned with a heart full of disappointment and fatigue, even a faint sense of despair.

Could it really end like this?

To have Wei Tian crippled for life, dependent on a wheelchair and crutches?

But it clearly was curable.

The doctors in the hospital had said Wei Tian’s condition was better than they had thought; just one more surgery, and he would definitely be able to walk.

Even if he couldn’t run, he could walk normally.

She wasn’t Wei Jiani.

She didn’t have such a cruel heart.

She could be heartless toward Tang Zhinian and Tang Yuxin, but toward Wei Tian and Wei Jiani, she had always given her all.

People weren’t entirely bad; in their hearts, there was always someone who was the most important and unforgettable.

For Sang Zhilan, that was Wei Tian, and also Wei Jiani.

Wei Tian was her lifelong reliance.

How could she possibly let him become lame?

But money, money, where could she find the money?

Where could she get so much money?

Even if she sold herself, she wouldn’t be able to raise the funds.

At the hospital, she would even avoid people as she walked.

She didn’t dare to visit Wei Tian’s room, only steal glances at him from outside.

Wei Tian was already receiving an IV drip; his leg was still there, but if they didn’t continue treatment, his leg would truly be useless.

Perhaps she should just leave Wei Tian here.

The hospital certainly couldn’t just let him die, could they?

No, that’s not right, if left here, the main hospital could still trace Wei Tian’s workplace, and her and Wei Jiani’s address.

If Wei Jiani still refused to give a single cent, even wanting her own father to die, what a disgraceful situation that would be.

They would lose their jobs.

Then, with a sudden bout of determination, she decided something and turned to walk in a particular direction.

“You’re asking to borrow money from me?” Tang Yuxin put down the pen she was holding, tidied up the items on the desk one by one, never once lifting her head to look at the woman in front of her.

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“Yes,” Sang Zhilan said with difficulty.

If there was one person in this world she least wanted to ask, one person she least wanted to tell about her situation, it would undoubtedly be Tang Yuxin.

She had asked this daughter countless times, but never once had it been successful, and it often came with a painful price.

She had always thought this daughter was born to oppose her, to be her scourge.

But then why did others seem to fare better and better, while she got worse and worse, to the point where she couldn’t even afford Wei Tian’s medical bills, and had to beg her for help?

She even used the word “borrow.” She was well aware that if she directly asked, Tang Yuxin wouldn’t give her a single cent.

Why should she give it?

Tang Zhinian wasn’t the one asking; this was Sang Zhilan’s father.

It should be Wei Jiani’s responsibility to take care of him in his old age, not Tang Yuxin’s.

To turn to Tang Yuxin, wouldn’t that be a complete joke?