My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 722

Chapter 722: Chapter 714 She Wants to Have a Natural Birth Chapter 722: Chapter 714 She Wants to Have a Natural Birth “Heavens, is that Doctor Tang?”

As soon as Gu Ning entered, the on-duty doctor recognized Tang Yuxin.

What had happened?

Today, Doctor Tang was still at the hospital.

She had even brought them all medicinal soup to drink, which she had brewed herself, claiming it was effective against the current flu.

He had tried it himself, and it was indeed good.

He had even planned to ask Tang Yuxin for some more to take home for his family to drink.

But what had become of her?

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Why was her face so pale?

“Her arm is broken.”

Gu Ning spoke, carefully avoiding Tang Yuxin’s injured arm.

Upon hearing this, the on-duty doctor realized the seriousness of the situation.

He swiftly ordered a gurney to be brought in, and Gu Ning gently laid Tang Yuxin down, taking extra care not to touch her arm or belly.

The hospital staff were all summoned; she was one of their own doctors, and nothing must go wrong.

Various tests were conducted, and the results came out very quickly.

Tang Yuxin’s condition wasn’t looking good.

Her arm was broken, and she was about to give birth to twins.

The problem now was what to do: treat the arm, deliver the babies, or perform surgery on the arm and a cesarean section simultaneously.

But Tang Yuxin’s body might not permit it.

Just as they were all wracking their brains about how to perform the surgery, Tang Yuxin suddenly opened her eyes.

She had not spoken all this time, conserving her strength for this moment, to make her own decision.

“Doctor He...” she called to the on-duty doctor.

“Doctor Tang, are you awake?”

The on-duty doctor immediately came closer, anxiously inquiring, “How do you feel now?

Are you alright?”

“Secure my arm first.

I’ll give birth first,” Tang Yuxin said almost in one breath, fearing that if she did not finish, she would no longer have the opportunity.

“What, give birth first?”

The decision shocked the on-duty doctor.

“Let her decide,” Gu Ning stood to one side, silent all the while, until he lifted his face, his black eyes unusually calm, as though a black hole had appeared within them, deep and still, and laced with bloodshot veins.

If anyone looked carefully, they would notice that his hands by his side were actually clenched tightly all along.

Tang Zhinian shook his head; he did not agree.

“Dad, she’s a doctor.

Trust her,” Gu Ning came to Tang Zhinian’s side, placed his hand on Tang Zhinian’s shoulder, and pressed down firmly.

“She’s making this choice for a reason, her own reason.

I don’t want to wait.”

Yes, he didn’t want to wait, didn’t want to waste time on waiting and discussing, or in deadlocked moments.

They could wait, they could argue fiercely, they could get into a red-faced fight over a decision.

But what about her, her pain?

Tang Zhinian’s shoulders slumped as the tears gathered.

This was a father, a father who had previously only had his daughter to rely on, and his daughter was his everything.

To say this wasn’t an exaggeration; to him, all the people in the world, including his son, were not as important as his daughter.

It was his daughter who gave him confidence, a new life; his daughter who gave him a home, a son, a true bloodline for the Tang family.

But now, his daughter was half-dead.

What was he to do?

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he finally nodded.

Yet, Ren Li noticed Tang Zhinian had cried, his eyes were red, the corners gathered with tears.

He was crying.

They had been married for several years, and no matter what happened, she had never seen him cry, had never seen a grown man cry like this.

So repressed, even helpless, like a child with no one to turn to.

All she could do was grip Tang Zhinian’s hand tightly.

All she could do was accompany him, waiting for the people inside.

“Yuxin will be fine, she’s a doctor herself, the best doctor, right?”

Tang Zhinian didn’t speak or move, standing like a pillar, as if someone held a knife to his neck, sometimes feeling a chilling sensation there, perhaps also lost for words.

He was waiting, waiting for what?

One thought of Hell, another of Heaven.

The on-duty doctor came in again, asking about Tang Yuxin once more.

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