Chapter 451 - 445: You Take Care of Grandma
My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s
âUncle Gu, that is⦠my cup,â Tang Yuxinâs words were still hanging in the air when the cup returned to her hand, now empty.
âIs there more?â Gu Ning seemed very thirsty, having sweated quite a bit. It was visible, the sweat glistening on his forehead.
âYes, hold on,â Tang Yuxin gripped the cup in her hand. She initially planned to get another one, but she decided against it. Sheâd already used the cup. What was the point of getting another one now? Besides, she wasnât one to fuss over such things.
She refilled the cup with water, leftover from the kettle she boiled in the morning and had left to cool. The temperature in the courtyard wasnât too hot, the water felt cool to the touch and was comfortable to drinkâneither too cold nor too hot.
Gu Ning took the cup from her and began to drink.
He sat down with the cup in hand, âAny food around?â
Tang Yuxin thought a bit, then glanced into the kitchen, âOnly noodles.â
âThatâll do,â Gu Ning wasnât picky. As long as there was something to eat, he was fine even with a dry piece of bread.
Tang Yuxin placed the kettle on the table, letting Gu Ning help himself. It seemed as though he was severely dehydrated and needed to drink more.
She then walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, inside were the noodles she had kneaded yesterday. She usually didnât eat much, so she kept them in the fridge. Besides the noodles, there wasnât much else in there, just a tomato, a small squash, some greens, two eggs, and quite a generous quantity of noodles.
Given her appetite, these would be enough for her to eat for two days. However, Gu Ningâs appetite was evidently larger, and she didnât believe that these few noodles would suffice.
She used all the items in the fridge to cook a small pot of noodles. When she carried the pot out, she saw Gu Ning, who had fallen asleep at the table. He had dark circles under his eyes, clearly indicating he hadnât had a good rest in a long time. She placed the noodles aside and took a seat.
Above, the phoenix tree intermittently dropped fragments of sunlight, casting a refreshing shade underneath.
A leaf had fallen from the tree onto Gu Ningâs face. Tang Yuxin picked it up and began taking a closer look at the man in front of her.
He was much younger compared to ten years later, lacking the weathering of time. His skin was still good, sporting a faint scar on his chin that, although unremarkable, carried a certain charisma.
He wasnât your typical pretty boy, nor could he be considered handsome. However, he radiated a distinct male toughness and persistence. His past achievements attested to his character.
âZhang Xiaomei is not suited for you,â resting her chin in her hand, she mumbles to herself, âYou deserve better, no matter who it is, as long as itâs not Zhang Xiaomei.â
When she recovered her wits, she realized Gu Ning was awake. His deep black eyes locked onto her, his gaze both heavy and inscrutable.
Tang Yuxinâs fingers slightly clenched on the table. When had he woken up? What did he hear?
Gu Ning reached out his hand, and Tang Yuxin instinctively recoiled as if expecting a hit. She pondered how hard her bones would have to be to withstand his punch.
All she hopes is to not get crushed. However, none of what she imagined happened. He neither struck her nor touched her head, and most certainly didnât tug at her hair.
Gu Ning simply took the bowl, picked up a serving of noodles, and began eating.
âUncle Gu, why are you here?â
Tang Yuxin fiddled with the leaf in her hand, the silence making her feel a bit uneasy.
âCame to get the keys.â
Gu Ning had already eaten half a bowl of noodles. He didnât bother adding any seasonings. Whether it was salty or bland, he still ate, and apparently, quite happily.
âKeys, what keys?â Tang Yuxin didnât understand what keys Gu Ning was asking for.
âThe ones for the hospital, I helped you clean up.â
Gu Ning prepared himself another bowl of noodles. True enough, one bowl was not going to satisfy his hunger.
After finishing another bowl, he extended his hand to Tang Yuxin, âCan you give me the keys?â
âNo need,â Tang Yuxin didnât want to inconvenience others. She would go and clean up herself.
âYouâre already calling me âuncleâ,â Gu Ning kept his hand outstretched before her, insinuating he wouldnât leave until he got the keys.
Finally, Tang Yuxin went back into her room and came back with not just the keys but also a glass bottle, inside of which were medicinal pills about the size of soybeans.
âUncle Gu, this is for you too,â Tang Yuxin handed the bottle to Gu Ning.
Gu Ning accepted the bottle.
âCandy beans?â
âDoes this look like candy beans to you?â To Tang Yuxin, it looked nothing like candy beans, âThese are medications, for your wife to take.â
âWife?â Gu Ning frowned, âIâm not married.â
Tang Yuxin was taken aback, quite taken aback.
âNo,â she laughed awkwardly, âItâs for your mother.â
âYou mean, Grandma Gu?â Gu Ning understood. He pocketed the bottle of medicine, âDonât worry, Iâll definitely bring this to Grandma Gu. And on her behalf, thank you.â
But referring to his mom as âGrandma Guâ was too casual and natural for Tang Yuxin.
Could she really call Guâs mom âgrandmaâ? She had always referred to Guâs mom as her sister.@@novelbin@@
So speaking in terms of seniority, it really was quite peculiar.
Without a word, Gu Ning turned and left. He didnât even ask what the medicine was for. Wasnât he afraid that sheâd prepared poison for Grandma Gu and intended to kill her?
After closing the door, she sat down at the table and brought a bowl out from the kitchen. She poured the remaining noodles into the bowl but was taken aback upon tasting it.
Uh, it seemed that sheâd forgotten to add salt or, instead, she mightâve accidentally added sugar.
The slight sweetness suggested that she mustâve mistaken the sugar for salt. Yet Gu Ning devoured two bowls of it. Was he that desperate, or was he simply being courteous?
As for Gu Ning, as soon as he got into his car, his phone rang. He pulled out his phone and put it to his ear. Modern convenience was truly amazing. He couldnât seem to live without it anymore.