My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 982

Chapter 982: Chapter 966: Do You Regret It?

Chapter 982: Chapter 966: Do You Regret It?

A voice, cool and distant, made him widen his eyes a bit more, as if that were the only action he could perform at the moment.

Everything else was beyond his ability to do.

“You are...”

Cheng Yuncheng’s voice was hoarse.

Unused to speaking for so long, he almost frightened himself with the sound—why was his voice so unpleasant?

Was this rasping, grating tone truly his?

...

He knew his voice well; it was supposed to be quite nice, and he could sing beautifully.

Back in middle school and high school, everyone praised him as the “Prince of Love Songs.” Although in university, where talents were plentiful and many had lovely singing voices, he still felt his was the best.

But whose voice was this now, jarring as if from the clanging chaos of scrapping pots and pans for sale?

Even he detested it, let alone anyone else.

“You’re asking who I am?”

Tang Yuxin continued to make notes on the medical file, “How can you not remember what happened?

Think about it carefully, what did you do to end up here?

This isn’t just anywhere; this is a hospital.”

Cheng Yuncheng’s complexion shifted, then his body started trembling violently, his face growing increasingly pale, until not a trace of color remained.

It looked like he had remembered.

“Doctor, I’m not in danger, am I?

Am I alright?”

As he asked, he began to cry.

A grown man—no, a young man—crying just like a woman.

“Do you regret it?”

Tang Yuxin finished signing off on the case file and handed it to a nurse.

“I...”

Cheng Yuncheng, with his unpleasant voice, sobbed like a child.

“I regret it, I really do.

I don’t want to die...”

Tang Yuxin just stared at him, his crying face so pitiful.

What could she say?

When you didn’t leave any way out for yourself, why should others provide one for you?

They were even prepared to sell their blood and kidneys.

How could they possibly have any other money?

Only their foolish son was unaware of the family’s situation, otherwise they wouldn’t have sold everything sellable at home.

So could people alive in this world really be pissed to death?

Only someone like Cheng Yuncheng, who could even attempt suicide, would believe that they still had a treasure at home, a treasure that could save his life.

Moreover, there really is no treasure that can save his life.

She couldn’t help but sigh.

How pitiful.

She walked out, ready to thoroughly research the prescription.

If it proved useful, it might even save many lives.

Naturally, the final destination of the prescription would be the hospital.

Their hospital had its own pharmaceutical company, and these medicines would only have their best effect if they were in a legitimate hospital.

Of course, the price of the drugs would be kept very low.

This was medicine to save lives, not to make money.

ƝονǤօ.ᴄ0

She would not make money off of people’s lives.

In her past life, she saved so many people that she was given a chance to live again.

This lifetime, she wanted to save even more people, ensuring all that good karma fell upon her family.

Especially the two little devils, she hoped their future would be safer and not like their mother, uncle, and the maternal uncle—prone to calamities.

If they could grow up safe and sound, she would ask for nothing more.

She walked out, then looked back at the door of the hospital room.

Cry, while there is still a chance to cry.

Cry a lot, as there might not be a chance to cry anymore in the future.

She patted her forehead.

Yes, feeling a bit tired.

It seems the effects of staying up late last night have caught up.

She needed a good rest.

For that prescription, she had nearly given up her old life.

And just as she was about to go back, her phone in her pocket began to ring.

She took out her phone.

It was from Director Zhu.