Perspective Medical Genius Young Master

Chapter 886: Chapter 888: A Bit Awkward

In the days when Xiao Yifei didn’t come home, Tang Rong felt like every day was an eternity. Shi Miaomiao had taken leave to go back to her hometown due to some family issue, and the once lively house suddenly only had Tang Rong living alone for the first time in two years.

So she called her mother to come and keep her company. Tang Rong’s mother hadn’t visited for some time, and the relationship between the two had greatly improved. When her mother arrived, she brought some homemade buns from home.

"Mom, when did you learn to make buns? They’re unexpectedly delicious, even better than the ones sold outside. You’re really full of surprises!" Tang Rong asked in astonishment. In her memory, her mother was someone who could only stir-fry a few dishes and make noodles by boiling pre-made ones purchased from outside. She wondered when her mother became so skilled.

"Oh, you child, always underestimating me. I was always busy with work before, too lazy to cook, too lazy to learn. Now that I’m retired and have nothing to do all day, I just think about what’s tasty to eat. My second aunt came to our house the other day, so I learned a bit from her, and surprisingly my buns turned out quite well. Getting approval from my picky daughter is not easy!" Tang Rong’s mother responded shyly.

"Since you’re so interested, why not sign up for a cooking class and really learn how to cook? Then I can help taste-test for you, I’ll be your free guinea pig, how about it?" Tang Rong nudged her mother.

"You’ve got quite a nice plan there, wanting me to cook for you even though you’re a grown-up now? Learn to cook if you want something, don’t count on me," Tang Rong’s mother saw through her little trick.

"Mom, I finally know who I inherited my love for good food and laziness from, it must be you. But I’m a bit better than you, I at least know how to cook a wider variety of dishes," Tang Rong boasted, because during her school years, her parents were too busy with work, so she sorted out her own lunch.

Initially, Tang Rong’s mom would prepare food in the morning for her to reheat at noon. Later, Tang Rong got fed up with such meals, and her mother didn’t allow her to eat at restaurants, saying it was unhygienic. So Tang Rong started cooking for herself, and after a few tries, she found that her cooking was actually better than her mother’s.

This was always one of her proud achievements. She had learned to cook on her own during junior high, and on a rare noon when her mom came home early, she found Tang Rong about to finish cooking. It was just a bowl of egg noodles, but it tasted surprisingly delicious.

From then on, Tang Rong’s mom would frequently find excuses like increasing her allowance to get Tang Rong to cook on weekends. After the allure failed, her mother would exercise parental authority, hence Tang Rong begrudgingly cooked while her mother watched TV on the couch.

After a few instances, Tang Rong realized she couldn’t escape, so she started being obedient. As long as her mom paid, she would cook willingly. After those years of training, Tang Rong felt she was qualified to be a chef.

With her mother’s company, the days seemed to pass quickly. Because of her mom’s arrival, she could sleep ten extra minutes in the morning. Her mom usually got up early to exercise and conveniently bought breakfast from a nearby shop. When everything was ready, Tang Rong would climb out from her warm bed, dazed, to wash her face.

During this time, she would always hear her mom say: "You stay up late playing with your phone every night, see how hard it is for you to wake up in the morning."

Tang Rong pretended she didn’t hear these words; after so many years, she was used to her mother’s nagging, and an extra sentence or two didn’t matter. The key was, since her mom came over, her days were truly comfortable, at least breakfast was sorted. If her mom was in a good mood, she’d even help with laundry, making Tang Rong feel much more relieved.

Tang Rong suddenly thought of Shi Miaomiao. She guessed Shi Miaomiao must be the same at home. Even though she was already working, her parents had everything prepared for her. In their eyes, she was still the little girl who hadn’t grown up, and there would always be good food saved for her.

But Shi Miaomiao chose a difficult path, one she walked alone, with her parents unable to offer much help. Tang Rong thought, if I were Shi Miaomiao, I would definitely choose to return to my parents. Almost all success theories tell us to strive, that having money and fame is considered success. noveldrama

But indeed, there are many ways to achieve success. Having money and fame is one, and family harmony is another. We have no right to say those who choose family lack ambition. Why should people pursue grand ideals? It’s just that everyone has different goals.

Living happily with family, protecting them well, that’s also a kind of happiness, a more lasting kind. Moreover, the time we can spend with our parents is getting shorter, so going back to work in our hometown might not be a bad thing.

Another night without going home.

Xiao Yifei and a colleague doctor were busy until eleven at night, but accomplished nothing significant. Time flies when you’re busy, and when they realized it and looked out, they saw the bright lights outside, and it was already eleven o’clock.

He initially planned to go home today to take some clean clothes, but ended up spending the night as usual. Luckily, Tang Rong was accustomed to this, and knew at nine that he wouldn’t return tonight, so she texted him and went to sleep.

When Xiao Yifei opened WeChat and saw Tang Rong’s message, he felt he had once again let her down. But Tang Rong had never blamed him for work-related matters, understanding that being a doctor meant he could be called away by the hospital at any time.

This usually happened while they were out on dates, so Xiao Yifei often left Tang Rong behind to rush to the hospital. Each time, he said it wouldn’t happen again, but it had already happened countless times.

Eventually, Tang Rong got used to it. Although she told him to quickly go and that she was fine each time, Xiao Yifei knew she couldn’t be truly happy. So when he couldn’t be there for her in terms of time, he did more for Tang Rong during their time together, including providing material compensation.

One evening after they returned from shopping, Xiao Yifei handed his card to Tang Rong and said: "Rongrong, I know I’m busy, and that’s the nature of being a doctor. I don’t have much time to spend with you, so I can only give you my salary card."

"You can spend it however you want, consider it my small compensation to you. The password is the last six digits of your phone number."

"Why are you doing this? I don’t lack money to spend. Keep it. I’m not comfortable taking it." Tang Rong refused, as she earned enough to support herself, and even Xiao Yifei if needed. She also felt uneasy taking the card for no clear reason.