My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 354: Chapter 347: Can’t Be Friends After Breakup

“Knock knock…” There was already a knocking sound from outside, she knew it was Qin Ziye arriving.

Tang Yuxin walked over, opened the door, and then brought everything from outside in.

“I brought the things you asked me to,” Qin Ziye pointed to the pink bag inside the other bag, feeling somewhat awkward. By now, Tang Yuxin’s face had already healed. It had to be said, her recovery ability was extraordinary.

The injuries from a few days ago had almost disappeared.

She put down the things she was holding, and didn’t feel anything strange.

“Thank you,” she closed the door, then took out the things she wanted from inside. Always brand, Sofy, and a big pack of diapers for children. It looked like it was Mr. Qin’s first time buying such things for a woman.

She stashed all these things in a cupboard. If all goes well, Guan Jing should be nearly recovered within a week. Yuxin also needed to return to school as she had already taken a week off. If she took any more leave, Dean Tao would burst into fury.

She took the medicine over, hung it up, and then took Guan Jing’s thermometer. She measured her temperature three times a day and 36.8 degrees was already normal. If there are no unexpected incidents in the next few days, that would mean Guan Jing had fully recovered.

They were also fortunate that none of them had caught a fever or been infected. If they had been infected, would all three of them truly have to share a room?

Tang Yuxin sometimes found it strange, or perhaps more accurately, laughable.

She was saving her boyfriend’s ex-girlfriend, no, his current girlfriend, and she hadn’t forgotten that she had been dumped.

Tang Yuxin packed up her things into her backpack. She only took her books, notes, and Chinese herbal medicines. She didn’t bring anything else.

“Can we talk?”

Guan Jing came out. She was better now, her face still slightly pale, but already regaining some color. Although not extremely pretty, she had a good demeanor.

No wonder even the young master Qin had succumbed to her. Even when he couldn’t find her, he wanted to find a substitute to reminisce about the past. It was a kind of love that was so humble it penetrated to the bone, like Qin Ziye’s love for Guan Jing.

But Tang Yuxin wouldn’t. She had already bowed her head for a lifetime and compromised herself for a lifetime. This time, she wouldn’t compromise, and she didn’t want to compromise either.

She put down her backpack. She was waiting for Guan Jing’s next words.

“I think…” Guan Jing moistened her lips. “I should be the one saying sorry to you.”

“What are you trying to express?”

Tang Yuxin wanted to laugh, but she couldn’t quite force it out.

Guan Jing was taken aback. She just wanted to apologize. Just that, only that…

Tang Yuxin stared at Guan Jing’s stunned expression. Her red lips curved up in a surprisingly cold angle. “Are you trying to say that you two are truly in love? Or are you trying to say that you didn’t do anything wrong, and other people are the ones at fault? Or perhaps you just want to say I’m sorry, to justify your conscience and feel at ease for the rest of your life?”

“If so, then…” She stood up and put on her backpack again. “I accept your apology.”

“In fact…” She suddenly laughed.

“You are all overthinking. I didn’t like him that much.”

Yes, she didn’t like him that much. But why did it hurt her heart so much? Why did she still cry?

But what could she do? Eventually, she’d forget him and fall into the arms of another man. Perhaps that man wouldn’t be as tall or as handsome or as exceptional as him, but that man would belong to her.

Tang Yuxin opened the door. Outside, Qin Ziye was still standing there.

“You…” He only managed to get that single word out before it felt like he had no more words to say.

“She’s alright, isn’t she?”

After he asked the question, for some reason, he wished he could take it back. His original intention wasn’t like that. He didn’t think that way.

“Aren’t you two in touch every day, why ask me?”

Tang Yuxin walked past him. She had lost some weight over the week, yet her eyes remained clear and bright, and they both felt the increasing distance between them.

Qin Ziye was left speechless by her question.

“I’ll drive you back.”

Qin Ziye took out his car keys and started towards his car.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“No need,” Tang Yuxin held up her hand to stop him. “I want to go back alone.” She would rather he didn’t interfere with her life anymore. If he was going to leave, it should be clean and clear, and if they were parting, it should be thorough.

There was no need to entangle any longer.

“We can still…”

Qin Ziye’s sudden words stopped Tang Yuxin in her tracks. She turned around and stared at the man with the handsome features in front of her. It seemed nothing about him had ever changed. But in the end, she realized that she really didn’t understand him at all.

The real him was probably just like this.

So what can we still do? Be friends?

Sorry, she didn’t want a friend who would nearly kill her.

He helped her.

Now, she had repaid his kindness. They had no debts to each other.

She smiled and forcibly erased his figure from her sight. After that, there was nothing more.

But in that instant, Qin Ziye began to panic for some reason. He felt something stuck in his throat, extremely uncomfortable. It felt as though something had been violently ripped away from his heart. All that belonged to him was suddenly lost and could never be recovered.

He put his hand on his forehead. The wind was blowing in his face, causing a slight ache.

After returning home, Tang Yuxin took out her keys and opened the door. It had been nearly two weeks since she last returned. The dust inside was thick.

After putting down her bag, she was about to clean up the house when there was a knock at the door.

She put down the rag in her hand and went to open the door. She wasn’t sure who would visit her bare home.

When she opened the door, there was a soldier standing on the side, grinning at her.

Tang Yuxin was even more puzzled.

She didn’t recognize this man, did she?

“You are Tang Yuxin?” A sudden voice startled her. As she turned around, she saw a man in his seventies, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, walking towards her. The old man had sharp eyes and was holding a walking stick. He proceeded in without extending an invitation.

He sized up Tang Yuxin, his gaze not at all friendly. With his long face, it was impossible to appear welcoming.

“You are Tang Yuxin?” The old man asked again, a trace of scorn revealed in his peripheral vision.