My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Tang Zhinian carried his daughter to see the doctor. The registration fee at that time was very cheap, only a few cents, but there were so many people in the hospital that they had to stand in line.

And Tang Yuxin seemed a bit lethargic, didn’t want to talk. In fact, she was thinking about how to make her father understand the true colors of Sang Zhilan, so as to stay away from that woman and not to be taken away by Sang Zhilan.

Sang Zhilan was not their hope as a father and daughter, but rather the executioner who would kill them.

Tang Zhinian held his daughter trembling, his palms were cold with sweat,

“What’s wrong?” The white-coated doctor touched Tang Yuxin’s forehead. The child seemed listless, and he couldn’t figure out what was wrong.

“Doctor, my daughter has a stomachache.”

The color drained from Tang Zhinian’s face, even paler than Tang Yuxin’s. He was truly frightened.

“Stomachache?” The doctor touched Tang Yuxin’s forehead again. It wasn’t hot, and she didn’t appear to be sick. Her little face was rosy and healthy. What could possibly be wrong?

He had them set her down.

The doctor asked Tang Zhinian to place Tang Yuxin on the nearby examination bed.

Then he checked for a long time, asking if this hurt, if that hurt, and Tang Yuxin kept shaking her head.

“Child, tell Doctor Uncle where it hurts.”

The doctor again kindly asked Tang Yuxin. The child must be in pain. Children this small don’t lie.

Tang Yuxin lifted her little face. She was bright, pretty, and clean cut. Indeed, a good-looking child has its advantages. She could feel that the doctor’s attitude toward her was very sincere, he even smiled genuinely.

“Uncle, Xinxin’s tummy hurts,” she pointed to her stomach, “tummy is hungry.”

The doctor “…”

Tang Zhinian “…”

“How long has this child not eaten?” The doctor asked Tang Zhinian.

At this, Tang Zhinian felt embarrassed, licking his chapped lips.

“We haven’t had anything to eat since we came out this morning.”

“This morning?” The doctor furrowed his eyebrows, “What were you thinking? Even a small child would get hungry, let alone an adult. It is no wonder her stomach hurts.”

After pondering for a while, he opened a drawer, took out a piece of bread, and put it in front of Tang Yuxin.

“Take it.”

“We couldn’t possibly…” Tang Zhinian quickly shook his hand. They had come for an examination, not to eat someone else’s food.

“Just take it,” The doctor stuffed the bread into Tang Yuxin’s hand, “It’s almost my mealtime, and I won’t eat it. Give it to the child.”

“Thank you, Uncle,” Tang Yuxin politely thanked him. She really thought the doctor in front of her was the most adorable person she had ever met, which is why she became a doctor in her past life, and she would still want to be a doctor in this life.

“This child is very well-behaved,” The doctor ruffled Tang Yuxin’s hair affectionately. She had been very good since they arrived, she didn’t cry, and she cooperated fully. She was a well-raised child.

“Thank you, Doctor,” Tang Zhinian thanked him profusely. He carried his daughter out, sat on the bench outside, took out the bread, and put it in front of Tang Yuxin. If Xinxin ate a little, she wouldn’t be hungry, and her stomach wouldn’t hurt.

Tang Yuxin took it, but with her small hands, she split the bread in two, and put the larger half in Tang Zhinian’s hand.

“Daddy, eat.”

“Daddy’s not hungry, Xinxin can eat,” Tang Zhinian laughed heartily, but didn’t touch his piece of bread.