My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s-Chapter 1117

Chapter 1117: Chapter 1099: Who Suffered the Loss Chapter 1117 -1099: Who Suffered the Loss But in the end, after thinking it over, even if the money wasn’t for Wei Tian’s use, it would ultimately belong to Wei Jiani anyway.

Moreover, if Wei Tian couldn’t recover and ended up with only one leg, he wouldn’t be able to earn money anymore.

So Sang Zhilan thought it through and finally signed her name on the document.

Forty thousand a year, she and Wei Tian could pay it back—they gave Wei Jiani no less than forty thousand a year.

But what was the use of it?

Wei Jiani had grown up and was already married.

She couldn’t depend on her parents for her entire life, nor could her parents depend on her.

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Now they couldn’t get much money from her, let alone if something happened to them in the future.

Could it be that when her own mother was dying and Wei Jiani said to just let her die and save hospital expenses, burn her body clean without preparing a gravesite, and just throw her ashes into the river?

The more she thought about it, the more afraid she became, and even cold sweat began to break out on her forehead.

This was Wei Jiani’s nature, and it was indeed something Wei Jiani was capable of doing.

She was indifferent to the life and death of her own father, so what about her mother?

As for the debt note, Sang Zhilan only thought about it briefly before finally signing her own name on it.

Tang Yuxin was a person of her word.

She took Sang Zhilan’s bank card and transferred exactly four hundred thousand into it, not a dime more or less.

It was with this money that Sang Zhilan paid for two surgeries for Wei Tian, managing to save his leg, and there was still a few ten thousand yuan left, enough for his post-surgery recovery.

Wei Nan had been in the hospital for nearly half a month, but Wei Jiani hadn’t visited him once.

This made Wei Tian very unhappy, naturally worried that something might have happened to his daughter, which might be why she hadn’t come to see him.

At first, Sang Zhilan said nothing, focused solely on helping Wei Tian recover.

Only when Wei Tian asked did she hesitantly tell him the truth, after which he said nothing.

He groped around his body, wanting to find a cigarette to smoke, but after searching for a while, he remembered he was in the hospital and wasn’t wearing his own clothes.

How could he possibly have cigarettes?

Even if he did, he couldn’t smoke now.

Smoking was not allowed in the hospital room, and he couldn’t possibly crawl outside to smoke either.

“I borrowed money.”

Sang Zhilan said dryly, “Borrowed four hundred thousand.”

“It’s alright,” Wei Tian didn’t blame Sang Zhilan.

After all, it was to save his life.

Not to mention four hundred thousand, even if it was six hundred thousand, as long as it could save his life, he was willing.

No one wants to be left with only one leg for the rest of their life, having to crawl on the ground.

He was only around forty years old; he still had decades to live.

He was confident that he could earn back the money somehow.

Otherwise, rather than crawling through the rest of his life, he would have preferred to have died at the onset.

“Once I recover, I’ll find a job.

I’ll pay back the money,” Wei Tian declared.

Sang Zhilan just sat there crying, and as Wei Tian looked at his leg, he seemed to ponder something; yet they never spoke of Wei Jiani again or even mentioned her name.

Mr.

Gu wrapped something in his overcoat and briskly walked towards Tang Yuxin’s office.

Upon his arrival, a nurse had just come out from inside.

“Mr.

Gu, you’ve arrived,”

The nurse quickly greeted Mr.

Gu.

“Yes, hello.”

Mr.

Gu greeted back and then walked in.

Once he entered, he opened his overcoat, revealing that what he carried was none other than one of the twins.

“How is it going?” Tang Yuxin hurried over and took the child from Mr.

Gu’s arms.

“A bit feverish,” Mr.

Gu touched Xiaobai’s little head, “I was afraid the kids would infect each other, so I brought this one over.

Xiaobai is fine, they didn’t sleep together last night.

After this one fell asleep, he got a bit feverish.”

Tang Yuxin also touched her son’s little head and indeed felt it was quite hot.

On such a cold day, the hospital was as she said before, filled with many patients, mostly those with respiratory problems, and others with injuries.

Despite the heavy snow outside, the number of people in the hospital only increased, never decreased.

“Let’s go, Mommy will take Xiaobai’s temperature.”

Tang Yuxin picked up Xiaobai and held him in her arms, then helped him take his temperature, only to find that it was over thirty-eight degrees.

“Take him for a check-up first.”

Tang Yuxin feared that the child had a viral cold, which would mean he could only receive injections and couldn’t be treated by other means.

If it was just an ordinary fever or cold, she would try not to give him medication.

She wouldn’t medicate him.

Gu Ning took Xiaobai again, bringing him to have his blood drawn for tests.

Xiaobai had been to the hospital many times, not because he got sick often but because his mother worked there, so he tended to be better behaved than other children when he visited the hospital.

Even during blood draws, he would stay perfectly still.

The test results came back quickly.

Not great, it really was viral.

Tang Yuxin touched Xiaobai’s forehead, relieved to have caught it early, and wondered how Xiaobai was doing.

She hoped Xiaobai hadn’t been infected; the virus had a high rate of contagion.

She decided to prescribe some medicine for Gu Ning to take back home to everyone, hoping it would help a little and prevent easy transmission of the virus.

Xiaobai settled in Tang Yuxin’s office, which had a small sickroom that was plenty for him to stay in, convenient for Tang Yuxin to take care of her son.

She also set up an IV for him.

Before long, Tang Zhinian came over.

Gu Ning had others who needed to arrange snow removal, so how long could she stay here?

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Once Xiaobai was hooked up to the IV, he fell asleep.

It seemed the fever had gone down somewhat; aside from his face looking a bit flushed, he didn’t seem uncomfortable anywhere else.

Gu Ning took a piece of paper from Tang Yuxin’s desk and was surprised to see what was written on it?

An IOU.

Sang Zhilan.

“What, she asked you for money?”

“Yeah,” Tang Yuxin said as she took a towel and wiped Xiaobai’s little hands and feet.

Wei Tian had broken his leg, and Wei Jiani wouldn’t give a dime, so Sang Zhilan turned to me.

Gu Ning put the IOU back down, then walked over and sat down on a chair nearby, also holding her son’s chubby little hand.

“In this life, she is really fortunate to have a good daughter like you.”

“The biggest loss of my life is having a mother like her.”

Tang Yuxin added to herself, thinking about her past life as well.

Gu Ning patted Tang Yuxin’s hair and couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Laughing at what?” Tang Yuxin asked Gu Ning, puzzled.

“It’s nothing,” Gu Ning pinched Xiaobai’s little fingers.

Xiaobai, snoring softly, seemed to be sleeping well and not in too much discomfort.

As for the matter of Sang Zhilan borrowing money from Tang Yuxin with an IOU, Tang Yuxin did not tell Tang Zhinian.

Now, in Tang Zhinian’s life, there was no need for the name Sang Zhilan, nor for the person herself.