My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 857

Chapter 857: Chapter 841 Unforgivable Chapter 857: Chapter 841 Unforgivable “`

Tang Zhinian was sitting on the side, also without urging her, She was supposed to cry, Actually, not just her, even he himself was about to cry; his fine wife, his fine son, it was a close call to losing them all.

Shouldn’t he cry, too?

It wasn’t until Ren Li finished crying that the suffocation in her chest eased somewhat.

She forcefully wiped her face, her previously distracted gaze now gathered into an excessive coldness.

“I want to know, what exactly does Ren Ying want to do to my son?”

There were some things she must know, and there were still things she did not know; she would not be an ignorant woman, nor an ignorant mother.

In fact, Tang Zhinian didn’t want Ren Li to know.

Between his son on one side and his mother on the other, he was well aware of how difficult it was for her in the middle.

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If possible, let it be, it’s better not to know, For those who are unaware, there’s still some hope left.

But if they knew, she would be the first to struggle.

Tang Zhinian’s silence also made Ren Li’s heart skip a beat, giving rise to a very bad feeling.

“Zhinian...”

She called Tang Zhinian’s name, but her throat was slightly sore.

“It’s nothing.”

Tang Zhinian said with a smile, awkward and suspicious, And his ‘it’s nothing,’ he wondered if others could tell, but Ren Li didn’t believe it.

“It’s nothing...”

Ren Li murmured to herself.

“How can it be nothing?

If it really were nothing, why do you have a smile like you’ve been crying?”

Tang Zhinian wiped his face, Was it true?

Did he really smile as if he was crying?

Yet clearly, he tried so hard to keep his facial expression calm, But in the end, Ren Li still saw through him.

“Talk,” Ren Li sat up, and Tang Zhinian quickly grabbed a pillow for her to lean on.

To tell the truth, there wasn’t much wrong with Ren Li’s body; if there were, she wouldn’t be staying at home, she’d be in a hospital.

She was just too hungry and a bit dehydrated.

Giving her something to eat, something to drink, she would recover quickly.

Considering her usual physical condition, she might not even need a day to get back to normal.

But because her body was still somewhat weak, she couldn’t move around at will.

Yet overall, there really was no problem and her mobility wasn’t impacted.

Ren Li’s eyes drooped slightly, and her hands clasped tightly in front of her.

Then Tang Zhinian heard her sigh,

“It’s no use hiding it from me, I will eventually find out.”

Tang Yuxin had warned her, and Chengcheng had so clearly wanted to go home.

Yet she hadn’t listened; she had stubbornly persisted in her own way, giving the Ren Family the chance to exploit the situation—this was all her fault.

“I can’t forgive them either.”

Tang Zhinian stiffly raised his hand.

They had all been taken away for intentional injury, facing the inevitable sanctions of the law.

No one could escape it.

“I will never forgive them.”

Ren Li lowered her head, murmuring to herself.

How could she forgive them?

How was she to forgive them?

They wouldn’t even spare a child—were they still human?

Did they deserve to be called human?

Chengcheng was just a child.

She didn’t expect them to dote on him like they did on Liangliang, but Chengcheng was still their grandson.

How could they have laid hands on him?

How could they have been so ruthlessly cruel?

“I want to see Chengcheng.”

Ren Li tightened her grip on the blanket covering her.

She had to see her son in person to know he was all right, or else she wouldn’t be able to bear even a single second.

Tang Zhinian reached out again, patting Ren Li’s shoulder,

“Chengcheng is in the hospital.”

Ren Li let out a bitter laugh, “She won’t let me see him, will she?”

And that ‘she’ was none other than Tang Yuxin.

Ren Li understood—Tang Yuxin was angry, and she must blame her, right?

It was because Ren Li had ignored the advice, leading to this whole series of events.

To say it was the Ren Family’s fault was to put it mildly—it was her fault.

Thus, she had no face to show; she covered her face, shrouding in her profound shame.

But could she truly hide it?

Could all that had happened be undone, or could time be rewound to start everything anew?

In the main ward, Tang Yuxin adjusted her brother’s IV drip, slowing down the medicine in the bottle a little more.

Tang Xincheng had long awakened.

He truly was the little monster Tang’s brother.

When he returned, he was almost like a torn rag doll, but how long had it been since he woke up?