My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

“Dad, do you remember when Grandpa was teaching me to read pulses, my first patient was Uncle Two.”

Tang Yuxin asked Tang Yuyuan. She started learning to read pulses a year ago, all taught personally by Chen Zhong.

Tang Zhinian nodded blankly. He remembered.

“Grandpa said, Uncle Two is impotent.”

Tang Yuxin lowered her head, kicking her small toes. Being impotent means Tang Zhijun is no different from other men, except, he can’t have children. As a man himself, Tang Zhinian should understand what this means.

“So, Dad,” she squeezed Tang Zhinian’s fist once more.

“You might as well let Uncle Two marry Aunt Xiangcao, rather than forcing him to marry someone else. At least Aunt Xiangcao married us out of gratitude. Besides, she has Sisi. Uncle Two also has a child by his side. Sisi is only three years old. As long as Uncle Two raises her, she would treat him as her own father.”

Tang Yuxin could say this with full certainty. In her previous life, Zhang Xiangcao passed away early, leaving behind a little girl named Sisi. Sisi was a good girl. When her Dad was injured on the construction site, Sisi took care of him out of pity. She, being his daughter, skimped and saved for a man instead, hiding even her Dad’s illness from her, afraid that it would put her in a difficult spot.

Everything would have been much worse for Tang Zhinian without Xiangcao.

Showing such kindness to a stranger, she would do even more for the man who raised her since she was a child.

A person’s nature does not change. Zhang Xiangcao is a good woman, just like her daughter. One seed can give rise to a hundred varieties, but both mother and daughter are the rare good people in the village. They never once changed, always maintaining their humble and kind hearts.

Tang Zhinian was silent now. He forced a smile at his daughter, but it looked more like he was crying.

“Xinxin, stay at home and don’t go anywhere. Dad needs to go out.”

“Okay,” Tang Yuxin obediently agreed.

Tang Zhinian stood up and walked out. On his way, he bumped his head on the door. He rubbed his head and continued his way out, but not towards their fields, instead, he headed towards Chen Zhong’s place.

Tang Yuxin lowered her head, playing with her small fingers. She then reached into her bag and pulled out her homework. Cautiously and clumsily, she copied characters from her textbook, worried that writing too well would make her a freak.

In fact, if it wasn’t for Zhang Xiangcao’s incident, she would never disclose to anyone about Uncle Two’s infertility. Regardless whether she spoke or not, it always seemed like some divine hand was directing their future paths.

This includes Tang Zhinian.

Perhaps the only one not involved in this grand plan was her.

She would steer clear of her prescribed fate and change her destiny.

Even if the price to pay for this was still her untimely death in her previous life.

In any case, she would not let Sang Zhilan harm her and her father again.

When Tang Zhinian came back, his face was awful. His features seemed drawn out. Upon seeing his older brother’s face, Tang Zhijun was too afraid to even speak.

“Xinxin, what’s wrong with your dad? Did he eat some explosives or something?”

Tang Zhijun pulled his little niece aside. Inside, he was extremely nervous, dreading that his involvement with Zhang Xiangcao offended Tang Zhinian so much that he wished to kill his own brother.

“Zhijun, come in here with me.”