Jiang Qiao suddenly thought of a good excuse: "Mom, if I want to cook big pieces of meat later, I'll find a place to do it. We have the ration coupons, why shouldn't we eat it? Besides, the little one in your belly needs nourishment too."
Wen Jingwan told her daughter the truth: "Mom also craves meat, but I don't dare to make it. Also, your father and I can't do anything good for it. We still have meat coupons at home, but not many."
Jiang Qiao waved her hand and said, "It's no big deal. I have remittance certificates. If you want to eat meat, that's no problem at all. I'll make it, so you can eat without worry."
With everything arranged for her daughter, Wen Jingwan no longer worried. She trusted her daughter completely; she was simple-minded and capable of bringing back so many things.
Jiang Qiao presented the honey and daily necessities she had brought as if they were treasures.
"This, this was bought at the Friendship Store?"
Even if it wasn't true, Jiang Qiao still had to nod and say yes, "Yes, so you can use it without worry. By the way, Mom, this is frostbite cream. I brought some with me. I don't know if you've used it up yet. I'll mail you some more when I get back."
Wen Jingwan took out the frostbite ointment her daughter had made. "This stuff is good. The last time you mailed it, we distributed it to our comrades. Quite a few people got frostbite, and we don't have any good medicine here. This medicine of yours has been a great help to us."
"Joe, what other medicines can you make?"
Seeing Wen Jingwan staring at her with bright eyes, Jiang Qiao couldn't help but laugh. "Mom, you're a doctor at the clinic, how could you possibly be short of medicine?"
Wen Jingwan sighed, "Daughter, to be honest, we really are short of supplies. Some things are allocated in small quantities, not to mention some scarce medicines, like penicillin—"
Jiang Qiao looked at Wen Jingwan in surprise, "Can't we produce this ourselves? Why is it still in such high demand?"
Wen Jingwan gave a wry smile. "Supply can't keep up with demand—"
Jiang Qiao nodded knowingly. No wonder Ma Liu asked him for these medicines. Apparently, they were in short supply everywhere. Luckily, she had managed to get some medicine on her trip to the Soviet Union. Otherwise, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to keep up with the demand.
"I can definitely provide any medicine you need, but I only prescribe traditional Chinese medicine. If you require it, I can write a prescription for you. However, this medicine cannot be taken casually; a diagnosis is necessary first."
Wen Jingwan sighed, "It's a pity you're not here. If you could live here, the people around would benefit. Girl, have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"
This was the first time the mother and daughter had discussed the future, and Jiang Qiao spoke fluently without hesitation.
"I want to be a doctor."
Wen Jingwan pressed on with another question, "A traditional Chinese medicine doctor?"
Jiang Qiao nodded seriously, "Yes."
Wen Jingwan hesitated for a moment before finally expressing her opinion: "Qiao'er, do you know that while traditional Chinese medicine is good, without decades of experience, most people won't recognize you? But by the time you reach that age, you'll be retired and in your old age, which will be very tiring. Actually, learning Western medicine is also a good option; it's effective quickly, and more and more people are recognizing its value now."
Jiang Qiao did not deny Wen Jingwan's statement. "Mom, I want to study both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, but I will focus on traditional Chinese medicine. I am not afraid of hardship. I just want to become a very good doctor so that I can protect the people I want to protect in the future."
Wen Jingwan smiled and nodded. "Okay, it's good that you have your own ideas. Next, you should work hard towards this goal. It's a pity that I can't help you much. Although I have studied, I am still not a real doctor."
The mother and daughter chatted as they ate, and Jiang Qiao finally witnessed the pregnant woman's appetite. Her mother hadn't eaten much before, but this time, she finished every last drop of soup and water, almost skipping the dishwashing process altogether.
Jiang Qiao opened the window to let the smell dissipate, and then she went to the kitchen to clean up.
I had just finished making herbal tea for her mother when someone walked in, holding a child's hand.
"Is Dr. Wen home?"
Before Wen Jingwan could get up, someone answered, "Who is it? I'm home."
The man saw Jiang Qiao standing at the kitchen door with a teacup in her hand. The two of them were sizing each other up. If Jiang Qiao was not mistaken, this man should be Wang Tianling, because the boy he was holding hands with was the child with the stomachache from earlier that day.
"elder sister--"
The little guy was quite enthusiastic, completely unaffected by what happened during the day, and greeted Jiang Qiao warmly.
Jiang Qiao smiled and touched the little one's face. "Does your tummy hurt anymore?"
The little one shook his head. "It doesn't hurt anymore, sister. This is my dad—"
Jiang Qiao looked up and greeted the man, "Hello, Uncle, please come in."
Wang Tianling brought the child over for two reasons: first, to apologize to Wen Jingwan, and second, to bring the child over to see her. He had already heard about the incident his wife had caused, and he couldn't believe that this dark-skinned, thin girl could actually fight with his wife with a knife.
Before Wen Jingwan could even finish her sentence, Jiang Qiao immediately launched into her act, completely different from her demeanor during the day. Her eyes welled with tears as she said in a pitiful voice, "Uncle, I accept your apology, but I'm really wronged. Could you please ask your aunt to stop doing this? I have no one to play with except the younger children. She's making me really scared. My parents aren't home, and I don't know what to do—"
Wang Tianling knew how much Gu Zhengfeng and his wife doted on their daughter whom they had found halfway through life. His own wife had stirred up a hornet's nest, and this woman really needed to be taught a good lesson when they got back.
“Girl, I’ve already taught your aunt a lesson. If she ever dares to cause you trouble again, come to your uncle and I’ll settle the score with her.”
Jiang Qiao sniffed. "Since you've said that, then I'm not afraid anymore. With Uncle here, if anything happens, I'll just go find Uncle."
Wen Jingwan, somewhat displeased, said, "Director Wang, I wouldn't have known about this if you hadn't come. I never expected that while my husband and I were away, your wife would come to our door and scare our child. Honestly, this can't happen again. Otherwise, if our child gets seriously injured, who can I complain to?"
Wang Tianling apologized repeatedly, and the mother and son didn't dwell on the matter. After showing the little guy the medicine, Wen Jingwan also said that he had roundworms in his stomach.
"The sugar pills my daughter gave me worked. I'll pay more attention to what my child eats in the future. If a child has roundworms, the roundworms will eat up all the nutrients they're getting. Otherwise, there shouldn't be any major problems."
Since only Wen Jingwan and her daughter were at home, Wang Tianling felt embarrassed to stay any longer. Having finished his errands, he quickly took his leave.
After everyone left, Jiang Qiao shook her head and then snorted.
"What's wrong? You don't think this person is good?"
Having spent a lot of time with her daughter, Wen Jingwan could discern some things about Jiang Qiao's every move.
"I don't think highly of this person. As long as it doesn't involve you, I don't care what he does."
Oh, by the way, I have something to show you—"
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