[{"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-836":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},1721308,2197,"Chapter 836","my-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s-chapter-836",836,"\u003Cp>Chapter 836: Chapter 820: This Is Someone Else’s Son Chapter 836: Chapter 820: This Is Someone Else’s Son “`\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With such a vast family fortune, there was finally someone who could inherit it, and even though Su Haoran made it clear that it was impossible, Wu Bin just couldn’t let go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked from left to right; the boy really did resemble him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look at these eyebrows and this nose, they’re just like mine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could you help me check?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Bin was determined to find out, and no matter what anyone said, he wouldn’t believe them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only trusted his own eyes and believed in medicine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Haoran hadn’t spoken when the door was pushed open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ren Ying walked in, her face bearing no trace of a smile, yet the slight curl of her lips carried a multitude of sarcasm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dr.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su, if he wants to check, then help him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Bin felt a wave of embarrassment, “Yingying, I really don’t mean anything else,” he hurriedly explained, “I just want to be sure if he can save our Liangliang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ren Ying didn’t believe the nonsense he spouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It sounded nice, but she knew all too well the true motives behind his words, and there was no fooling her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You really want to check?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Haoran asked them both.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Checking would take some time; obviously, they knew what he meant—even without saying it outright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What else could it be but a DNA test?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was no more than Wu Bin suspecting that Tang Xincheng was his son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Check, why not?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ren Ying clutched her chest, “If he wants to know, then let him know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I also want to know how Ren Li managed to give birth to such a child who’s eight or nine years old?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this reference to being eight or nine years old turned Wu Bin’s face instantly red and purple, as if he’d been punched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That punch landed squarely on his face, swelling it right up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eight or nine years old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the boy was his son, it couldn’t be possible for him to be just eight or nine years old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ren Li left eleven years ago, and if there had been a child, he’d be close to Wu Liangliang’s age by now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how you looked at it, the child couldn’t be younger than Wu Zhouzhou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An eight or nine-year-old boy was clearly someone else’s child, having nothing to do with Wu Bin or the Wu family, not even a cent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually, it’s not that complicated,” Su Haoran stood up and straightened his clothes, “You can just test the blood in a moment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Bin’s mouth twitched slightly, and his whole body felt as if it had been doused with a bucket of cold water, utterly chilling him to the core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had already lost that train of thought, and even the slight hope that had fluttered in his heart just a moment ago had now turned to disappointment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Haoran turned and walked away, then opened a cabinet, took out a syringe, walked back, grabbed Tang Xincheng’s wrist, and inserted the needle into his vein.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether his action was too forceful or if he hadn’t regarded Tang Xincheng as a human being, the needle was both fiercely and precisely driven home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Xincheng’s eyes flew open as the pain jolted him awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes widened in terror at the syringe plunging into his arm, and he began to struggle frantically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even at his young age, he knew what these people were about to do to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t want his blood drawn, what right did these people have to take his blood?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Haoran continued drawing blood, his movements not slow or cautious, and he certainly didn’t consider that this was a child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could a doctor be so heavy-handed with an innocent child?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Xincheng had seen plenty in his life, especially doctors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He visited the main hospital nearly every day, where the doctors were always extremely gentle with children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None were like Su Haoran, who didn’t seem to see him as a child but rather as a block of wood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The needle was merciless and cruel, and a large tube of blood was drawn with cold indifference to the impact on a child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No thought was given to how much blood was being taken from his small body, or how many days it would take for him to recover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he was just a child, an eight or nine-year-old boy, who, although tall for his age, was truly just that young.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Su Haoran had drawn enough blood, he didn’t even help Tang Xincheng stop the bleeding before removing the syringe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood welled out and soon soaked the boy’s clothes red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without pausing, he took the blood for testing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when he returned, he breathed a slight sigh of relief, the dizziness that had clouded his vision dissipating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is it?” Wu Bin’s eyes gleamed with hope, but seeing Su Haoran’s expression, he didn’t dare to say a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s not yours, your blood types are worlds apart.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Haoran was straightforward, and Wu Bin forced a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had known it, yet he still didn’t like the outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then…” he suddenly remembered something and quickly asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did it work or not?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most important thing now was Wu Liangliang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Bin feared that all their efforts would be in vain; they had already experienced too many disappointments, going from initial hope to present despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it didn’t work this time, Wu Liangliang might not even survive the year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, they were filled with hope and anticipation once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ƝονǤօ.ƈᴑ\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, it’s compatible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Haoran felt a weight lift off his shoulders, relieved by the compatibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When can the surgery take place?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Bin asked again, rubbing his hands together, wishing the surgery on his son could start immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the surgery was done, his dear son would be safe to grow up, to become handsome and intelligent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Ren Li’s child, moments ago filled with expectation, now filled him with utter revulsion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No rush,” Su Haoran glanced indifferently at the child tied up on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ve got the child here; we can operate whenever we want.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We’ll do the surgery once Liangliang’s condition improves a bit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For him to speak so casually meant he was utterly confident about the surgery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be sooner?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Bin was terrified of complications arising if they delayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Ren Li found out, it could be catastrophic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing her character, she would most likely take them to court.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at that point, no matter how wealthy he was, he doubted he could outtalk Ren Li.\u003C\u002Fp>",1112,"2026-06-06T15:29:24.783Z",1,"novelbin.me","2d456578703272bb6795cd2c6647d13b0fccc26dea34d2d3a3bc9c1fa5bfe56a","my-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s-chapter-837","my-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s-chapter-835",1128,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-wife-is-a-miracle-doctor-in-the-80s-cover.jpg"]