Those who don't work hard are destined not to have a good life.
If you can't have a good life, you'll argue every day and your family will fall apart.
Suddenly, she remembered what Lin Congzhi had said that morning.
She has a clear path, a clear path that can make all these arguments disappear.
If you just want to drift through life, it's meaningless. Only by creating value for society and dedicating your life can you leave something behind in this world.
She started as a salesperson with great ambitions; how could she forget her original aspirations?
Her will seemed stronger than ever before, and at this moment, gazing into the distance, she saw dazzling lights and a magnificent starry sky.
...
Three days later, all the indicators were normal, and an appointment was made, so Jiang's father could go to the operating room for surgery.
Throughout the entire process, Jiang Yimei and her mother accompanied Jiang's father, helping him relax and not be nervous.
Nevertheless, Mr. Jiang was still a little uneasy, wondering if the surgery would fail. After all, before the surgery, the doctor only said to try to save the right leg, not that it was 100% certain.
However, with the comfort and encouragement of his wife and daughter, he felt more confident and was not too afraid.
The surgery was a long wait. Jiang Yimei and her mother, who were waiting outside the operating room, kept pacing back and forth in the corridor, feeling anxious and uneasy.
"despair!"
Several hours later, the operating room lights were finally turned off, and the doctor walked out, sweating profusely, while taking off his mask.
Seeing this, Jiang Yimei and her mother immediately stepped forward to ask, "Doctor, how is it?"
"The surgery was a success, and he'll be able to walk soon," the surgeon replied.
Upon hearing this news, Jiang Yimei and her mother beamed with joy.
The heart that had been hanging in mid-air can finally be put down.
Soon after, Jiang's father was brought out.
Jiang Yimei and her mother escorted him while asking Jiang's father, who was lying on the stretcher, how he felt.
"Dad! How are you feeling? Are you alright?"
"Honey, are you in pain? Should we get a painkiller from the doctor?"
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
Jiang's father was pale and weak, but overall, he was not in mortal danger.
Now, Jiang Yimei and her mother can finally put their minds at ease.
Back in the ward, the mother and daughter took turns caring for Jiang's father with utmost care.
This made the patient in the next bed envious.
"Mr. Jiang, you are so lucky to have a wife and daughter to take care of you."
"We're so lucky, there are only these two people," Jiang's father replied modestly.
"It's better to have two people than one; now I only have one person to take care of me."
"Where are your children?" Jiang's father asked.
“They all have jobs and can’t leave,” the patient in the next bed replied dejectedly, then exclaimed, “Your daughter is so kind; she can make time to take care of you.”
Speaking of this, Jiang Yimei felt extremely ashamed.
The reason she could be so straightforward and ask for so many days off was entirely because of Lin Congzhi.
If she were working elsewhere, she probably wouldn't have time to take care of her father.
Jiang's father had a big smile on his face, clearly feeling that his daughter had finally made him proud.
One should not be too proud or complacent in front of outsiders, so he continued to be modest: "What's so good about it? I don't even know how much money I've been deducted from my account."
Denigrating relatives and praising outsiders—that's what they call politeness.
“I would rather they spend less money and more time visiting me.”
"They've all had it tough, try to think more positively!" Jiang's father advised, then suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Ouch, this porridge is too hot, let me blow on it!"
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