My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s-Chapter 706

Chapter 706: Chapter 698: How Can You Do This to Me Chapter 706: Chapter 698: How Can You Do This to Me “Fine,” Tang Yuxin was naturally willing.

Getting involved with such a woman was simply Gu Ning’s bad luck.

As for being cursed at, she pretended not to hear, although it still made her uncomfortable.

Yet, there would be someone else who would feel even worse.

In this world, not everything can come and go as one pleases.

Taking what belongs to others, owing debts to others, if not repaid in a previous life, must be paid back in this one.

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Only then did Tang Yuxin lower her hand and put away her Silver Needle.

Zhang Xiaomei, seeing the tiny needle point moving away from her eye, felt as if all her strength was drained, and she collapsed onto the ground, her legs giving out beneath her.

Even now, even with the danger averted, she still didn’t dare to breathe loudly.

“How can you do this to me?” she shook her head in disbelief, her tears mixing with her runny nose.

How could they treat her this way, how was it possible?

She cried, in disbelief, feeling as though the entire world had betrayed her, and how wronged she was.

Gu Ning walked over and crouched down beside her.

“Zhang Xiaomei,” he called her name.

Zhang Xiaomei lifted her face, clutching her chest in anguish as if she were a wife betrayed by a cheating husband.

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“Gu Ning, how can you justify what you’ve done to me?”

Gu Ning’s gaze was calm, so placid that there seemed to be no reflection of Zhang Xiaomei in his eyes.

“I don’t feel that I have wronged you.”

“What did you say?”

Zhang Xiaomei, who had just trusted her eyes, now couldn’t believe her ears.

“You and her are together now, and you still say you haven’t wronged me?

Didn’t we agree that once I returned from abroad, we would get married?

But you, what are you saying now?

This is betrayal, this is deception.”

Gu Ning slightly furrowed his brow, “When did I give you the wrong impression that I wanted to marry you?”

Zhang Xiaomei was choked up, unable to voice her retort.

He had never said so.

Not once did he mention they would marry, and he certainly had never even agreed to be together with her.

That was just something she had concocted in her mind, something she assumed, a presumption of her own.

But wasn’t it so?

“Zhang Xiaomei, as I recall, I only promised to pay for your college tuition and living expenses for those few years.

Now that you have graduated from college, I have fulfilled my promise.

Whom I choose to be with or how I live my life is not something you should concern yourself with.”

Zhang Xiaomei was shocked and in denial.

No, she shook her head, she didn’t believe it, and she wouldn’t accept it.

Did Gu Ning say those things?

No, he hadn’t, and she hadn’t heard them.

And she would never accept someone else by Gu Ning’s side.

He could only be with her, he could only marry her.

“Gu Ning, how can you justify what you’ve done to me?”

Zhang Xiaomei gritted her teeth and lifted her chin, sneering coldly, “You owe your life to me.

Your life is mine for this lifetime; if it weren’t for me, you would have been long dead.

The fact that you can stand here and talk to me now is all because I saved you back then.

You’re so ungrateful, do you even have the face to live, why do you still have the face to live?”

And just as she finished speaking, a cup had already been smashed beside her foot, narrowly missing her right leg.

She shuddered involuntarily and when she looked up, she saw Tang Yuxin’s hand still suspended in the air, her expression remaining serene and nonchalant.

“Sorry, my hand slipped.”

Tang Yuxin lowered her long lashes again, her gaze toward Zhang Xiaomei carrying a hint of a mocking smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

“Zhang Yindi, how did he let you save him, and what injuries did he sustain?”

When Tang Yuxin addressed Zhang Xiaomei by her former name, upon hearing that utterly unsophisticated name, Zhang Xiaomei felt nothing but anger and rage, not to mention that Tang Yuxin’s questioning was somewhat heart-piercing.

How would she know what injuries Gu Ning had sustained, how would she know, and how was he treated?

“That’s none of your business.”

Zhang Xiaomei clutched at Gu Ning’s clothes fiercely, determined not to let him go.

Gu Ning was hers, hers alone.

But Gu Ning pried her hands off and stood up.

Zhang Xiaomei’s hands still hovered in the air, and at that moment, she truly believed that Gu Ning’s words were sincere, and her worries had been justified.

Gu Ning wouldn’t marry her, because there was someone else between them.

“I was just about to take her back home,” said Gu Ning as he reached for his keys.

He could already sense Tang Yuxin’s distinct displeasure.

Doctor Tang was not in a good mood, and he hadn’t expected Zhang Xiaomei to come to him of her own accord.

He wasn’t juggling between two women; he hadn’t even gone home.

What was there to juggle?

He thought he had made himself clear to Zhang Xiaomei, but who could have expected her to be so blissfully oblivious to what was said?

This self-delusion had led to such a scene.

He’d better take her back first; otherwise, once Tang Yuxin blew her top, it wouldn’t matter if others were mortified, but what if he was the one who couldn’t handle it?

“I’m not going back,” Zhang Xiaomei stood up as well, gasping for breath.

“Why should I go back?” If she went back, was she expected to watch this couple blossom right under her watchful eye?

As Zhang Xiaomei was about to say something else, Gu Ning struck her with a swift hand-chop, knocking her unconscious.

Tang Yuxin sat there wordlessly, watching as Gu Ning carried the unconscious body away like a sack of potatoes.

After the sound of the door locking from the outside reached her, she picked up the book she had placed aside, flipping through a page, but soon she tossed it away, and just sat there, seemingly waiting for something?

It was as if she was enduring a long, sleepless night.

Time passed, and she didn’t know how long she had been sitting there, like a stone being slowly sculpted, until at last a noise came from the door outside.

She suddenly shivered, and the facade she maintained crumbled to the floor, shattering loudly.

The final shape, what should that be called…

The Waiting Wife Rock.

Although she had never taken Zhang Xiaomei seriously, no matter what, Gu Ning would never marry her in this lifetime.

Yet, when she first laid eyes on Zhang Xiaomei this time, she felt an uncomfortable twinge in her heart, a kind of sourness.

After all, in their past lives, Zhang Xiaomei was Gu Ning’s wife.

No matter what, she couldn’t change the past.

The only thing she could change was this life, but Zhang Xiaomei’s words—accusing her, asking how she could do this to her—still made her feel truly uncomfortable.

It was as if Zhang Xiaomei had some sort of relationship with Gu Ning.

The door closed again, followed by footsteps that approached and then someone sat down in front of Tang Yuxin.