My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Sang Zhilan had been signaling Wei Tian repeatedly, but he ignored her signals, closing his mouth and remaining silent. There was nothing left to say. Wei Tian, who had been making valid points in previous arguments, now became as timid as an old turtle, not daring to make the smallest sound.

Originally, they had hundreds of ways to make Tang Zhinian divorce, and regardless of the method chosen, Sang Zhilan could always gain something – either money, property, or certain forms of compensation. Tang Zhinian would not let her leave empty-handed.

However, now even if she desired something, Tang Zhinian would not be likely to give her anything. A man can bear a woman’s disfavor, can endure her departure, but he cannot tolerate the green hat of betrayal atop his head.

At the time they sat in the civil affairs bureau, Sang Zhilan held tightly to her clothing. She could only come here, only silently come over, for fear that Tang Zhinian would cause trouble at her workplace or Wei Tian’s home. If that happened, both her and Wei Tian’s future prospects would be ruined.

“Zhinian…why…why are you in the hospital?”

She cautiously asked, her tone unexpectedly humble. Ever since marrying Tang Zhinian her status had been the highest in the Tang Family. Neither Zhinian nor Tang Zhijun dared to raise their voices against her.

“To divorce you,” said Tang Zhinian, holding their daughter. There was no clear emotion in his voice.

“But, how did you know I was at the hospital?”

Sang Zhilan’s tone rose in obvious anger. Was he tracking her?

“Xinxin had a stomachache,” he gently laid his hand on their daughter’s head, “I brought her here to see the doctor,” he lifted his face and stared directly at Sang Zhilan.

“Have you ever asked Xinxin from beginning to end what she wanted? She’s perfectly healthy, so what do you think I’m doing at the hospital? You treat other people’s children kindly, but ask yourself, how do you treat Xinxin? Do you behave like a mother should?”

Tang Yuxin’s eyes were closed, but she wasn’t asleep, and she didn’t plan on letting her father know that Wei Tian was the baby’s father. She didn’t want her father’s cuckoldry to be too severe.

She would let him think that Sang Zhilan neglected her own daughter because of someone else’s child.

Sang Zhilan was clearly guilty, and when faced with these questions, she remained silent, not daring to refute a single word. Luckily, he still didn’t know that Nini was her child. If he found out, she feared her reputation would be entirely ruined.

She didn’t know about Tang Zhinian yet, but Tang Zhijun, that was the real problem, bold and persistent.

So, she gritted her teeth and didn’t argue for anything in the divorce, not even the custody of her own daughter. She was afraid, afraid that her secret pregnancy would be discovered. If so, Tang Zhinian and his brother would never forgive her.

The two of them divorced in this way; Tang Zhinian packed up his things, picked up his daughter, and left. As Tang Yuxin looked back at her mother one last time, her eyes were void of any light, like two black holes, a sight deeply terrifying.

“Xinxin, Xinxin…”