[{"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-539":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},1720911,2197,"Chapter 539","my-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s-chapter-539",539,"\u003Cp>Chapter 539: Chapter 530: Could I Be This Unlucky?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chapter 539: Chapter 530: Could I Be This Unlucky?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Yuxin gently touched her head, the light in her eyes turning icy cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bus continued forward, and Tang Yuxin found herself touching her head again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two women across from her continued to feign indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After about half an hour, she turned her face towards the window, where a series of numbers appeared – the bus license plate number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She recited it twice, and committed it to memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt as though she’d seen this number somewhere before…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>peculiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mumbling her confusion, she closed her eyes again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She put a book over her face, and drifted off to sleep…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, she jerked awake, her book dropping onto the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened her eyes, picked up her book from the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one noticed the sweat beading on her forehead; even her clothes seemed close to being soaked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn’t sweat this much in a long time, no, not even in her past life which spanned two generations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was going on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She put her hand on her chest, feeling her heart racing, thumping wildly as if it was about to leap out of her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a doctor herself, she understood her own physical condition well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even considering the 33 years she had lived in her past life, she knew there was absolutely nothing wrong with her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ɲονǥ0.сᴑ\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She definitely did not suffer from any heart disease in her previous life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So what was happening now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This unease, this absent-mindedness, this discomfort, this desire to escape – as if there was some demon looking at her, glaring at her, stalking her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the bus, it suddenly turned dark as they drove into a tunnel, dim lights from its sides portraying dancing shadows on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this engulfing darkness, it felt as if a monstrous mouth was gaping wide, revealing its pearly white teeth, ready to sink them into her neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She touched her neck instinctively, as if those teeth had already punctured an artery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the relatively quiet bus, she could even hear her own heartbeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That pounding heartbeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was too erratic, too irregular.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She quickly grabbed her phone, the sudden light hurting her eyes momentarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When her eyes adjusted to the light, the first thing she saw was a string of numbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, she remembered a specific number in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this number perfectly matched the one in her memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This date, this time, and this number in her mind…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they all came together, intertwined, and her memories cleared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was…?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was off, but what, she couldn’t remember.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>December 5th.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>December.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The 5th.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was…?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, her eyes widened in realization, her pupils constricting in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She held up her phone closer to her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could this be it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be wrong?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She kept asking herself, repeatedly recalling her past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, not just her past, but her last life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this time in her past life, and then…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A train from the Imperial Capital to Qing’an had to stop en route due to another train’s error, causing impatient passengers to take a bus instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And of those buses to Qing’an, two encountered a tunnel collapse…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given the harsh local conditions, rescue work was extremely difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were stuck for ten days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with everyone carrying provisions, water, and food, those supplies lasted only a few days at most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention, there were people buried underneath the collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time the rescue team got to them, some people had already starved to death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More were barely alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then there were those who didn’t make it out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Yuxin couldn’t believe the date staring back at her from her phone screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to believe it was all in her head, just a bizarre coincidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, what were the chances that she would be on that specific train, and then on one of the many buses going to Qing’an?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her last life, she remembered the train and buses because she was nearly on that exact train.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought if she had been on it, she might also have taken a bus home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when disaster struck, she had kept herself updated with the news for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky became bright again, and it was just another ordinary day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t be this unlucky, could she?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was constantly comforting herself, but unfortunately her heart refused to settle down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She suddenly became alarmed and turned to stare dumbfoundedly at the bus license plate number printed on the bus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Exactly right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could she really be this unlucky?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The train from Beijing to Qinggao had only been halted mid-journey on this one occasion over the years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The timing, the location, and this specific bus, which only ran twice a day and both of which met with disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt like her luck was horrendous, and she seemed to have hit the jackpot of bad luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is it possible that she needs to experience the ride she missed in her past life?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What should she do next?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She clutched her suitcase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers were drenched with cold sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should she disclose to everyone that the tunnel will collapse soon?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they aren’t killed by the collapse, they would die from starvation or hypothermia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she dares to speak out, she may be perceived as a lunatic or nut job.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if the tunnel does collapse, how would she explain her prediction?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How would she prove she isn’t a terrorist?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How would she explain such a supernatural event?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was just a doctor, a small-fry doctor, capable of saving many people, but she’s no messiah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She can’t save everyone, certainly not an entire bus load of people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if they survive the collapse by some miracle, then…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She clutched her suitcase tighter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This suitcase was filled with food and water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wiping the cold sweat from her forehead, she…\u003C\u002Fp>",1002,"2026-06-06T15:29:16.142Z",1,"novelbin.me","0040565c21a9c2235c4a2c4c66a3fbfb112b1994f62d64cd56594de103b63c7e","my-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s-chapter-540","my-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s-chapter-538",1128,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s-cover.jpg"]