My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 37: Ran Into

Translator: 549690339

“Mama…” Wei Jiani was not even two years old, and her speech was still staggered and unclear. She clutched her mother’s fingers tightly, coming across as quite delicate and cute.

“Yes, Mama is here, Mama is here.”

Sang Zhilan cooed at her daughter with care, aware that her health was considerably fragile and that she would often drift back to sleep within minutes.

“How is that affair progressing?” Wei Tian, taking advantage of Wei Jiani’s sleep, pressed Sang Zhilan further. “The hospital bills are still outstanding. When will you finalize the divorce with Tang Zhinian?”

“It’s almost done,” Sang Zhilan said, not particularly eager to discuss the matter, “We had agreed nicely that after our divorce, Yuxin would live with me, and he’d give me five hundred yuan. Then he would continue to give me a hundred yuan each month. But now, Yuxin refuses to stay with me for some reason.”

“You need to sort this out quickly,” Wei Tian expressed his impatience, “I get uneasy seeing you always running over there.”

“I know,” Sang Zhilan sighed. The child from the other side didn’t want to come with her. What else could she do? She could only first prepare the child, and if the child was willing to walk with her, the rest would be easier, certainly more manageable.

At the very least, she needs to get the five hundred yuan first. They have to pay for Nini’s hospital bills, the cost of Nini’s illness had made them destitute.

Just as she was about to continue speaking, suddenly, the door outside burst opened. Somehow, the loud noise startled Sang Zhilan, sending an involuntary shiver down her spine.

As she slowly turned her head, she saw two figures, big and small, standing right at the door. Her face drained of color instantly. Sitting next to her, Wei Tian was taken aback as well, his complexion matched hers, and his body became rigid from shock.

Tang Zhinian glared furiously at Sang Zhilan, then at Wei Tian, and finally his gaze fell on the stack of clothes on the side. These were the clothes he had bought for his daughter, handpicked with love. Xinxin hadn’t worn them yet but they’ve already gone missing. He thought he had misplaced them. Turns out, he hadn’t.

They had been given to another child to wear.

Since they loved another child so much, let that child call them ‘mother’, then why did they need his Xinxin? Is it possible that all they wanted was that 500 yuan? Did they want him to provide for their entire family?

Bending down, he scooped up Tang Yuxin and placed his hand over her eyes, shielding her from witnessing things, she shouldn’t have to see.

“Tang… Tang Zhinian…”

Sang Zhilan hurriedly got up, “You… you are misunderstanding… It’s not what you think!” She wanted to explain, but every attempted explanation fell flat and seemed worthless.

To put it bluntly, if someone else had made these accusations, Tang Qinian might have laughed them off, but he was not a fool despite his naive nature.

He had seen it with his own eyes, and heard it with his own ears.

How could there be any falsehood?

“Pack your things,” he said, his face calm but the turmoil inside him was about to break through. No man could bear such betrayal. He truly wanted to kill these adulterous women, but each time, the sight of his daughter held in his arms made him refrain.

He held back, suppressed his rage, he even felt like a cuckolded man, but he swallowed all that bitterness, for he had to swallow it no matter how painful, no matter how hard it was.

“Let’s finalize the paperwork,” cradling his daughter closer, he turned away, not bearing to look back at the scene, “I have brought the necessary documents like the household registration, ID cards, and marriage certificate.”