[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s":3,"chapter-my-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s-my-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s-chapter-1082":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1721468,2197,"Chapter 1082","my-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s-chapter-1082",1082,"\u003Cp>Chapter 1082: Chapter 1064: She Refuses the Surgery Chapter 1082: Chapter 1064: She Refuses the Surgery Alright, Tang Yuxin could only sit there, but she still wasn’t willing to say anything more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t originally a doctor from this hospital, and everything she did now was based on humanitarianism, hoping that he would understand that if it exceeded her scope, she had the right to refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiaotang, I would like you to perform a surgery,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Dean said after waiting for a long time, “It’s also a limb reattachment surgery.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When?” Tang Yuxin calculated her own schedule; she shouldn’t be able to take on such a surgery within three days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the frequency of surgeries she was accustomed to; on days without major operations, she could handle three to five without it affecting anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for major and precise operations like this, she must have at least three days’ gap to let her hands rest fully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, she feared that if she forced herself to perform the surgery, she might end up vomiting blood from exhaustion, or falling ill, as had happened once before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dean hadn’t spoken yet, but was preempted by Zhang Yong, who had appeared out of nowhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And once the word “today” came out, not only Tang Yuxin, but also the Dean, was extremely embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Yuxin had helped them a lot since she arrived; he couldn’t be unaware of that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just a few days, she’d completed surgeries on the most critically ill patients in the hospital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, she hadn’t rested for a few minutes since the morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their medical staff was already working overtime, but she took on a pile of major surgeries, and with such a high success rate, the Dean had only seen her do so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility; the workload she completed was also much more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, no matter how large the workload, it needed a certain margin for buffer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was already nearly nine o’clock in the evening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she took on this surgery now, she might have to forget about sleeping tonight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Today, immediately, right now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yong rose abruptly, arranging things without discussion, as if he were the master of the hospital— his word was law, and whatever he demanded, others had to do accordingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang, it’s already very late,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Dean kindly reminded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such surgeries took a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Yuxin’s surgery had taken over eight hours to yield such positive results—bones perfectly pieced together, even the blood flow in the leg exceeded expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, if they hastily added another surgery, they would have to work until midnight, depriving them of any chance to sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My son can’t wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arrange it now, and I will have him brought over in a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I demand a flawless surgery; no complications or long-term effects,” it was his only son, the heir to his wealth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he were to become disabled, how would the Zhang Family maintain their standing in the business world?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, at any cost, he had to cure his son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Yuxin was still sitting there, treating herself as an outsider, indifferent to their arguments and commotion as if it were none of her concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, it was indeed unrelated to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if they performed the surgery the next second, she would certainly not be the surgeon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t have the capacity to undertake such a surgery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because she wouldn’t gamble her medical career to save a patient she knew nothing about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I will have him brought over in a moment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yong declared definitively, “Dean, arrange it now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By tomorrow morning, I want to see my son safe and sound, and the surgery without a single mishap.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can you guarantee it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guarantee?” The Dean was so startled by Zhang Yong that he didn’t know what to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What could he guarantee?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even before the earthquake, he wouldn’t dare make such a promise, let alone now when the hospital was in a critical period with an overflow of patients and a scarcity of medical staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being forced to do such a surgery already put him in a very tough position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he had to provide a guarantee?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If his word counted for anything, he would have been standing at the entrance of the hospital, curing people with his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He himself was a seasoned doctor; such guarantees, no one could vouch for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All they could do was try their best, not make guarantees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dean Li,” Zhang Yong squinted his eyes, a clear displeasure in his demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you going to arrange the surgery?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, yes, of course,” the Dean was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning to Tang Yuxin, he saw she was still sitting there, playing with her phone as if everything was of no concern to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiaotang, we need you for this surgery.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unable to help it, he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Tang Yuxin hadn’t answered yet, somehow, he felt like he was left holding the hot potato.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Surgery?” It was only then that Tang Yuxin looked up, “What surgery are you talking about, Dean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And suddenly the Dean felt as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had talked for so long; could it be that they were heatedly discussing, while the main character was aloof to it all?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiaotang, it’s the surgery we just talked about, for a patient with a leg injury.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dean quickly explained, hoping that Tang Yuxin wouldn’t let him down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not taking on surgeries in that area recently,” Tang Yuxin flexed her fingers, “not for another three days at the earliest, and no other surgeries scheduled.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What did you say?” Before the Dean could speak, Zhang Yong’s face darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Yuxin stood up, gently patted her clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dean, I’m going out first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest, the Dean was too stunned to react immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the first time he had encountered such a doctor— everyone else in the hospital unconditionally accepted and obeyed his commands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except for this one?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t even know how to vent his anger; he was completely dumbfounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first time someone disrespected him so blatantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You dare walk out on me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yong took an aggressive step forward, slamming the door shut with a loud bang, the fierce glint in his eyes almost murderous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang,” the Dean hurried over, blocking Zhang Yong’s path, knowing full well Zhang Yong’s temperament and understanding that he must not get physical; otherwise, things would get out of control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dean Li, where else would you find such a doctor, and why would you want to keep someone like her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yong exhaled forcefully from his nose, questioning Dean Li with stern severity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was this question that suddenly reminded the Dean of something, leaving him awkwardly unsure where to place his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>",1158,"2026-06-06T15:29:34.443Z",1,"novelbin.me","5a7cdfed27da6167388d487566b04f4bf7973e56f3cdf83d2563c9d60c28a758","my-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s-chapter-1083","my-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s-chapter-1036",1128,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s-cover.jpg"]