My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 303: Chapter 296: The benefits of being an honest person

In Tang Yuxin’s ears, the sound of Sun Yumeng constantly slapping her own face still echoed. For the past days, they had become accustomed to Sun Yumeng’s strange habit while carrying on with their own tasks as usual.

As for Sun Yumeng, she always felt as though she was superior to others; thus, she rarely spoke to her roommates, monopolizing the only table in their dorm.

The others didn’t really care and certainly wouldn’t argue with Sun over the table. After all, what would be the point of such a dispute? Could they eat the table?

After their military training, regular learning resumed. Lin Yile and Song Qingtong, already of the same department, followed the same study schedule. At the beginning, Lin Yile enjoyed her courses, contemplating what was taught that day and what would be taught the next.

Ting Yuan, Tang Yuxin, and Sun Yumeng shared the same class, all studying clinical medicine. As for which speciality they’d choose in the future, they had no idea yet. That decision would have to wait until after their graduation.

Tang Yuxin, being a doctor in her past life, was naturally adept at medical studies. Since childhood, she had been exposed to traditional medicine, blessing her with a unique advantage.

She learned effortlessly, gaining a lot from her studies. Parts that had previously confounded her now were all clear. Of course, the main thing was that, while relearning some things, she might approach them with different perspectives.

University life was simple yet rich. Unlike high school, where they had to constantly revise and have extra classes, the pace of university courses was fairly relaxed. Their days were carefree, with no worries about future jobs or familial pressure.

At that time, they were just individuals, simple, innocent, and pure.

About halfway through the semester, construction started on the Tang family’s building in Qing’an, as Ren Li had predicted. A major road was being built there, which would become Qing’an’s main central avenue. Land prices in the surrounding areas started to skyrocket, allowing the Tangs to sell off some land to fund the construction. They started by building one building and would build the next after selling the first one. They could build as many as twenty buildings on the land they bought for several million yuan.

The plan according to Tang Yuxin was to construct a building every few years. When the real estate market took off, they could construct at least ten more buildings on the remaining land.

Then, they could use the profits to invest in other locations.

She could tell that Ren Li was an intelligent and ambitious woman. Ren Li’s ideas resonated with Tang Yuxin, as they both knew that real estate prices would surge in the future. Thus, Ren Li planned to use all the money she earned to purchase land. For undeveloped areas, she cleverly turned them into green spaces which not only utilised the land but also beautified the city.

When the first semester ended, Tang Yuxin and the others could buy their tickets home. Even though this was the 1990s, the Spring Festival travel rush was as intense then as it would be in the 2000s. Fortunately, the school had reserved train tickets for them. Just like later years, tickets were hard to come by and very much in demand.

Xu Miaomiao’s teacher’s college was not far from Tang Yuxin’s, and she often came to visit. Everyone in the dormitory had gotten used to her frequent visits. She came every week, although even she found Sun Yumeng off-putting, just like the others. Sun lived a lonely life, standing out from the crowd yet acting aloof.

Her academic performance left a lot to be desired.

Perhaps she was good at theory, but her practical skills in medicine were lacking.

However, that wasn’t the main problem. The real issue was her extreme delicateness and ostentatiousness, both of which ill-suited her for a medical career. Rather, she should have studied arts, like singing and dancing. Interestingly, Tang Yuxin guessed right: Sun Yumeng had initially wanted to major in arts, but her family didn’t allow it, forcing her to choose medical studies instead. She thought doctors looked beautiful in white coats, but had a simplistic view of the profession, focusing only on the glamour and disregarding the hardships and challenges.

Nothing could be achieved overnight.

Everything required step-by-step progress along the right path. If one strayed, they could get back; but, if they strayed too far, they might never find their way back.

As Tang Yuxin got off the train, her uncle was there to pick her up. Dressed in a suit and driving a new car, her second uncle finally seemed like a legitimate business owner.

“Second Uncle…” Tang Yuxin walked over, carrying her small suitcase. She hadn’t brought much since everything she needed was at home.

Tang Zhijun quickly took the suitcase from her hands. “Let’s go home. Your second aunt’s cooked a whole table’s worth of your favourite dishes.”

“Where’s my dad?” Tang Yuxin had expected Tang Zhinian to pick her up, so she was surprised when her second uncle showed up instead.

“Your dad’s at the construction site. Though we tried to stop him, he insisted on going, claiming that constructing a building was serious business and everything needed to be thorough. He is particularly strict about materials’ quality, insisting that they use the best of everything. Sometimes, I wonder if this ‘quality over quantity’ approach won’t make him go bankrupt?”

“It’s a building we’re talking about, of course they need to prioritize quality,” Tang Yuxin didn’t find anything wrong with her father’s approach. Shoddy construction was absolutely not tolerable as it would harm their own interests in the long run. Honest business practices often had their own advantages.

Tang Zhijun patted Tang Yuxin’s head, “Let’s go, no more talking about this. It’s adult business, you kids don’t need to worry about it. By the way, you haven’t seen Chengcheng for half a year. That boy’s always running around and he’s so attached to your second aunt. You’d think he was as sweet as honey. How could a boy grow up like that?”

Talking about the youngest in their family, Tang Zhijun seemed never to run out of things to say. It was clear how much he loved his little nephew. The sole heir of the Tang family, Chengcheng was a well-mannered, adorable, and sweet-talking toddler.

It seemed they could hardly survive a day without seeing him.