[{"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-779":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},1721151,2197,"Chapter 779","my-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s-chapter-779",779,"\u003Cp>Chapter 779: Chapter 771 Encounter Chapter 779: Chapter 771 Encounter Wang Zitan, who had always been fearless and haughty, now seemed a bit dumbfounded as he held his own son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His arms were stiff, and holding his child felt different than holding someone else’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And since the child was not even a month old, everything about him was soft and small; he was afraid of crushing those tiny bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With such a rigid posture, as if he was holding a time bomb that could go off at any moment, he took his son back home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, my baby.”As soon as Tang Sisi saw the child Wang Zitan was carrying, she knew he had brought the baby home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gently took the child from Wang Zitan’s arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight of his tender little face filled her with delight and love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big cousin, the baby is so cute.”Yeah, Wang Zitan curled his lip, the child was indeed quite cute, it’s just that he wasn’t very good-looking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Sisi kissed her son’s little face, not feeling at all that her son was ugly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could he be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was utterly adorable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her own child, how could she be anything but satisfied and fond, no matter how she looked at him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zitan felt he might have gone to unnecessary lengths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The child didn’t look that great now, but Tang Sisi adored him to no end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He truly had underestimated her; she would have loved their son even if he looked as ugly as a little old man, just because she gave birth to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So what had he been doing this whole month?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Sisi truly didn’t find her son ugly at all; on the contrary, the more she looked, the more attractive and lovable he became.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Wang Zitan took this ugly son home, the whole Wang Family gathered around; this was the fourth generation of the Wang Family, after all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although they would have preferred a girl, they still loved their own child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, Wang Zitan almost shockingly realized the aesthetic standards of his family were rather ordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone kept saying the child looked good, resembling this or that person, most often they mentioned he looked like his grandfather.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grandfather was a handsome man in his youth and still quite a looker even in his old age.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zitan really couldn’t see how his child resembled his grandfather at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it a difference in their aesthetic perceptions, or was it just that he was blind?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But whether his son was ugly or handsome, that was his son, a member of the Wang Family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He alone could say the child was ugly; if anyone else dared to call his son ugly, they’d better watch out, he’d fight them tooth and nail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was already well into his thirties, a bachelor of advanced years, and had not easily hatched such an “egg.” Was it easy for him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he hadn’t snagged a young wife, where would the next generation of the Wang Family even be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the story of the birth of the Wang Family’s little clown prince.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, his fate was bound to be fraught with hardship throughout his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barely an embryo, he was nearly starved by his own mother, and upon birth, was disdained by his father for being too ugly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still young, facing a bright future, but once he turned four, the path ahead as the legitimate grandson of the Wang Family would be paved with tears and blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his tragic life, although, for now, he was just a nursing infant, only knowing to suckle, an oblivious child who did nothing but cry or laugh, unable even to distinguish colors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Xiangcao happened to be visiting her grandson today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While passing by a baby care store, she wondered if she should buy something for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, considering how many things her grandson already had, coupled with the unused items from Xiaobai and Little Xiaobai, she thought that he probably wouldn’t need anything more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So instead, she thought about buying some yarn to knit a few sweaters for her grandson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right, how could she have forgotten about this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was an excellent knitter, far surpassing the quality of what could be bought in stores—it just took some time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, she had nothing to do at home and was bored out of her mind every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She decided to knit more, making a sweater for each child in the family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for Little Qiqi, whose legs were not in good shape and had only just started walking, she needed to knit several pairs of wool pants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was important to pay extra attention to her condition going forward and make sure her legs didn’t get cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She got off the bus, knowing that there was a department store ahead that sold yarn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After browsing for a while, she found the yarn she wanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After paying, she left the mall, ready to head to her daughter’s place and look after her grandson for a few days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was already missing her grandson, her little darling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was getting cuter by the day, turning whiter, chubbier, and his eyes were getting bigger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His little cheeks somewhat resembled those of her daughter Sisi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People always say that a girl changes and becomes more beautiful as she grows up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zhang Xiangcao felt that this saying could also apply to her little grandson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t good looking when he was born, but now he seemed to get cuter day by day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She missed him terribly if she didn’t see him for even a single day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiangcao, is that you, Xiangcao?”A sudden voice brought her steps to a halt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Xiangcao was an uncommon name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was rather old-fashioned, and to this day, she was the only one with this name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If there were no others with the same name, then the call must have been for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiangcao, are you Zhang Xiangcao?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are you really Zhang Xiangcao?” Out of nowhere, someone had appeared in front of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A middle-aged man with a plump figure, his hairline beginning to recede slightly, and a protruding belly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He seemed vaguely familiar, but she couldn’t quite remember where she had seen him before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiangcao, you really are Xiangcao?” The man was clearly excited, with even his double chin quivering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Zhang Xiangcao could react, he had already placed his hands on her shoulders, giving her quite a start.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Xiangcao quickly took a step back, causing the man’s hands to miss their mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiangcao, don’t you recognize me?”The man was somewhat embarrassed, probably realizing the strangeness in Zhang Xiangcao’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although his eyes had initially shone with joy, now they were filled with complex emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Excitement, relief, embarrassment, and even some anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it because Zhang Xiangcao had forgotten him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But who was he?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Xiangcao truly couldn’t recognize him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiangcao, it’s me, Gao Peng.”The man introduced himself, and this name was not unfamiliar to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their relationship once couldn’t have been closer—they had been husband and wife for two years.\u003C\u002Fp>",1184,"2026-06-06T15:29:24.655Z",1,"novelbin.me","4b207266a562a8af9b06c846808875b7818d7c3e18ab657d73c5f2feefb99e66","my-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s-chapter-780","my-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s-chapter-778",1128,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s-cover.jpg"]