My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 917

Chapter 917: Chapter 901 I’m Hungry Chapter 917: Chapter 901 I’m Hungry “`

Wu Liangliang continued to pester Ren’s father, demanding that Tang Xincheng donate bone marrow to him, but how could Wu Liangliang possibly know that bone marrow donations aren’t simply given on request.

The last time they sought Tang Xincheng’s marrow, they nearly ended in ruin, and even the doctor was sentenced to fifteen years in prison.

If it hadn’t been for Ren Li, and had been any other person, they might have really died in there.

Now, the possibility of bringing up the so-called bone marrow donation was out of the question.

Wu Liangliang was always noisy, but Ren’s father never gave in.

That was both his merit and his flaw.

His nature was incredibly stubborn; if something couldn’t be done, he would not agree to it, he couldn’t even lie to a child, let alone deceive Tang Xincheng, which he did only out of necessity.

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And now, he was even less willing to deceive anyone.

“Go away, go away, I hate you,”

Seeing that he did not agree, Wu Liangliang exhausted all his strength trying to push him, but no matter how hard he pushed, it was futile.

And those words “I hate you” twisted Ren’s father’s heart like a knife.

Liangliang was the grandchild he had cherished from a young age, poured his heart and soul into; yet now, the grandson was hitting and scolding his grandfather.

He wondered just how much of a failure he was in life, that now even his grandson treated him this way.

Ren’s father could not help but feel a profound sadness, his eyes filling with pitiful redness.

Indeed, those to be pitied inevitably have something contemptible about them; he now was that pitiful and contemptible person.

“Did you take care of that business?”

Ren’s mother asked Ren’s father, “They all can wait, but can our Liangliang wait?

He’s only just revived, what if he reverts to his former condition, what then?

Tell me, what then?”

The more Ren’s mother spoke, the redder her face and the thicker her neck became, an obvious sign of high blood pressure flaring up.

Ren’s father sighed and quickly passed his cup to her.

Ren’s mother grabbed the cup without thinking and drank it down.

Ren’s father had put something in that cup; as soon as she drank it, she immediately felt a lot more comfortable, not troubled anymore.

She tilted her head back and drank it all, leaving not a drop for Ren’s father.

“You tell me,” Ren’s mother, no longer thirsty, naturally wanted an answer to that question.

“Tell you what?” Ren’s father poured himself a cup of boiled water and set it on the table, but Ren’s mother didn’t even touch the cup of water.

“What else could it be?”

Ren’s mother really felt like slapping Ren’s father; how could he become more confused as he aged?

There was no one in the world that noble.

It was something none of them could do, so why should they expect Ren Li to do it?

“I...”

Ren’s mother really wanted to reprimand Ren’s father, but now she couldn’t find a reason, because what Ren said was true; Ren’s father didn’t have that kind of ability.

And none of them did.

But if they didn’t have Tang Xincheng’s bone marrow, her Liangliang was going to die.

Ren’s mother was also restless and couldn’t sleep all night.

Of course, Ren Ying felt the same.

She had heard the conversation between Ren’s father and Ren’s mother today.

When she heard Ren’s father admit his inability to persuade Ren Li, she knew that path was a dead end.

But how could he be so useless?

By being so useless, wasn’t he sentencing her Liangliang to death?

She bit her blanket, and her eyes slowly filled with an indestructible resentment.

But this resentment wasn’t directed at others—it was aimed at her own parents.

Now she was utterly abandoned and had a sick son.

She had nothing left.

Why should Ren Li have it all—a husband, a son, and a healthy son at that?

Ren Ying had nothing left, everything was lost, even her only son’s life was hanging by a thread.

She couldn’t accept it, she couldn’t accept it at all.

With a gasp, she sat up.

Outside, there suddenly came the sound of thunder...

And before long, the sound of rain followed, pattering down, soaking everything quite heavily.

Although she couldn’t see it, the sound alone made it clear that the rain would likely continue for a while, and who knew how many streets it would flood.

“Dad, I’m hungry.”

Ren Ying called out to Ren’s father.

Ren’s father got up too, looking outside.

From the distant street lights, he could see that the rain was falling like broken beads, with scarcely any cars or pedestrians on the road.

The hospital at night was always like this, except for the doctors on duty, it was so quiet you could only hear your own breathing.

“Dad, I’m hungry,”

Ren Ying called out again.

“Let’s eat tomorrow,” Ren’s father didn’t go back to sleep, but rather went to sit beside Wu Liangliang.