After her rebirth, she became an unattainable woman.

Chapter 60 Being a doctor must be tough, right?

"Auntie, are you also afraid of Jiang Xiaoran? All the students in my class are afraid of her. She always snatches other people's toys and even tore up my notebook."

“Auntie isn’t afraid of her. I’ll teach her a lesson when I get home and stand up for Tong Yao.”

As Song Qiao watched Jiang Ming finish his call and walk over, she quickly reminded Tong Yao, "Don't tell anyone what Auntie just told you. It's our secret, understand?"

Tong Yao looked at Song Qiao and nodded as if she understood.

"Did you borrow the money?" Song Qiao asked as Jiang Ming walked over.

"We borrowed it from my classmate, but this is too much. It's just that the two kids had a fight, and we're giving 500,000 yuan. What will our dad think of us when he finds out?"

Jiang Ming brought up Song Jianguo.

“My dad doesn’t know about Jiang Xiaoran’s situation. How could I dare to mention this to him? If I did, he would scold us for failing to raise our child properly and harming society, even though we’re getting paid much more than this.”

Song Qiao looked at Tong Yao and lowered her voice: "Think about it, concussion is a dangerous disease. To put it bluntly, it damages the most important part of a person, the brain, and may affect intelligence in the future. Let's spend some money to buy peace of mind."

Jiang Ming felt bad about spending the money, but he also heard that Song Qiao and the doctor's words made sense.

Over the phone, Zhao Xiaoya heard that Jiang Xiaoran had given someone a concussion, and the money was quickly transferred.

When Tong Yao's mother returned from shopping, Jiang Ming asked her, "Do you have a bank card in your phone? I'll transfer 500,000 yuan to you."

Song Qiao glanced at the old-fashioned mobile phone that Tong Yao's mother was using and said, "You should deposit the money into her bank card instead."

Jiang Ming frowned as he looked at Tong Yao, and had no choice but to agree.

“Why don’t you transfer the money to my card and I’ll withdraw it for her? Jiang Ming, you should use this incident to warn Jiang Xiaoran that she has to pay the price for her mistakes.”

Song Qiao wasn't reminding Jiang Xiaoran; she was reminding Jiang Ming.

Annoyed by these words, Jiang Ming transferred 500,000 yuan to Song Qiao: "Go transfer it to her, I'm leaving."

After taking a couple of steps, he suddenly turned back and said, "Oh, right, make her sign an agreement that she shouldn't contact us if her child has any problems in the future."

Jiang Ming will take Jiang Xiaoran home now and teach her a lesson, because this has cost him 500,000 yuan.

"You can leave now, I'll handle this!"

As Song Qiao watched Jiang Ming's retreating figure, she felt a sense of comfort for the first time.

"Jiang Ming, if you continue to spoil your daughter, just wait to get your money back."

After thinking this through, Song Qiao looked at Tong Yao's mother and said, "Wait here, I'll go to the bank to get you the money."

She would rather give the money to Tong Yao's mother than let it fall into Zhao Xiaoya's hands.

Song Qiao went to a nearby bank, transferred the money to her card, and then returned to the hospital.

The card was handed to Tong Yao's mother, who was instructed to keep the 500,000 yuan inside safe, as the money would be used for Tong Yao's future education.

Tong Yao's mother was completely dumbfounded. This fortune was the equivalent of twenty years' worth of income that she and her husband had earned sweeping the streets. Suddenly having so much money left her feeling both bewildered and overjoyed.

"Mrs. Jiang Xiaoran, you are such a reasonable person. I just don't understand why your daughter is not like you?"

Song Qiao wanted to tell her that it was because she wasn't her biological daughter, but she couldn't say that.

“Tongyao’s mother, no matter what, it’s Jiang Xiaoran’s fault. She hit your daughter and made her bleed so much. Please stay with her at the hospital for two days to observe her. You can go home when her headache is gone.”

Tong Yao's mother nodded, holding the card in her hand, unable to believe what was happening before her eyes.

Although she was heartbroken that her daughter had been beaten, the 500,000 yuan felt like a windfall.

After seeing that the matter had been successfully handled, Lu Mingxuan looked at Song Qiao and said, "There's still time. Let's go find Ma Fangfang now."

"it is good!"

Song Xiao said goodbye to Tong Yao's mother and walked out of the clinic with Lu Mingxuan.

"Drive your car this time, so that no one Jiang Ming knows will find out."

Song Qiao knew that Jiang Ming also had a group of cronies who would drink, play cards, and grope the girls at the club when they had nothing to do.

As for whether Jiang Ming touched her or not, Zhao Xiaoya was probably more concerned than she was.

"it is good!"

Song Qiao's car is a sports car, but it's not as powerful as his off-road vehicle on mountain roads.

While Lu Mingxuan went to get his car, Song Qiao called Teacher Zhang and told him that the matter of Tong Yao's injury had been resolved. During the call, Teacher Zhang still hoped she would transfer Jiang Xiaoran to another school, and Song Qiao agreed.

Lu Mingxuan's car pulled up, and Song Qiao opened the passenger door and got in.

Sitting in the car, she felt physically and mentally exhausted, and everything seemed to have lost its way.

The surveillance cameras were removed by Jiang Ming, making it difficult to reinstall them later. There's still no evidence, and the child's whereabouts are unknown. She feels like she hasn't accomplished anything these past few days.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling discouraged?"

Lu Mingxuan's gaze was like the sun outside, warm in this winter.

"Suddenly, I felt that all my efforts during this period had been in vain."

Lu Mingxuan inserted the seatbelt into the buckle and took her hand in the process: "Don't be discouraged, I'm here for you."

“I wonder what Jiang Ming will do next? I have a feeling he won’t just wait patiently for me to find out the financial records. If that’s the case, he should be running away with the money and Zhao Xiaoya right now.”

Song Qiao was enjoying the warmth of Lu Mingxuan's hand and forgot to pull it away until her palms became hot before she realized it.

"Sorry, I was just spacing out."

After Song Qiao pulled her hand away, Lu Mingxuan wasn't angry. He looked at Song Qiao with satisfaction and said, "I'll wait for the day you accept me."

At least, Lu Mingxuan knew that Song Qiao no longer rejected him.

During my years abroad, the image that lingered most in my mind was of her throwing that love letter at him.

As long as you don't reject him, you can win her heart with a little effort.

In Lu Mingxuan's eyes, Song Qiao was no different from eight years ago; she was still as beautiful and generous as ever, and still the way he liked her.

"Lu Mingxuan, don't have any hope for me, I can't give you anything."

Considering Lu Mingxuan's parents' attitude, Song Qiao didn't want to run into a wall; she had already failed once by hitting one.

Even if they get divorced, they might not necessarily end up together.

The title of being a divorced woman made her lose confidence in being with Lu Mingxuan.

"You don't need to give me anything, just give me yourself, including your children."

Mentioning the child gave Song Qiao renewed confidence. She looked at Lu Mingxuan and said, "Let's drive to Mojiazhuang."

Ma Fangfang's hometown is Mojiazhuang, which is also part of Jiangcheng, but it borders Fengcheng.

Lu Mingxuan agreed and turned the key.

As the car drove through the city streets, passing by other vehicles, Lu Mingxuan skillfully drove, his eyes occasionally glancing at Song Qiao.

Song Qiao liked his steering wheel movements; they were very smooth and effortless. Looking closely, he was handsome and dashing.

Because of the doctor, his hair was neatly cut, with very short hair on his neck that revealed the blue roots, making his neck appear long and clean.

Song Qiao's gaze then fell on her hands. These hands, with their distinct knuckles, were long, beautiful, and seemed to belong to a doctor.

"Lu Mingxuan, being a doctor must be very hard work, right?"

Song Qiao also heard that he sometimes stood in front of the operating table for several hours at a time.

"It's alright. It's tiring when performing surgery, but seeing the patient out of danger makes it all worthwhile."

Song Qiao smiled and said, "I never realized you had such great love for me before."

"I've always had it, you just haven't noticed."

"Is it because you come from a family of doctors?"

Song Qiao decided to subtly inquire about the number of doctors in his family.