Chapter 65 Stupid Daddy, Calls Mommy a Pig
I thought my mother's things were all left in the Kong family, but I didn't expect them to still be in the clinic, which is a pleasant surprise.
When she opened the package, she immediately saw several pieces of clothing.
The colors were all very soft and elegant. As she stroked the fabric, she seemed to see her mother's gentle smile.
A surge of warmth filled her heart, and she continued scrolling down.
Unfortunately, I couldn't find anything that looked like a key.
But at the very bottom, there was a notebook.
The notebook is printed on kraft paper, and the cover has four large characters that read "Work Log".
It must have been recorded by my mother when she worked at the traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
Kong Wange's heart stirred slightly; she had never imagined she would have such an opportunity to get to know her mother so closely.
I took a deep breath and opened the notebook, where my mother's elegant handwriting came into view.
February 22, 1996
The clinic opened today! I've been looking forward to it for so long, and I'm so happy.
A three-year-old boy with intestinal spasms came in and kept crying. I used silver needles to relieve his pain, and he smiled at me.
At times like these, I feel that this is the meaning of my work in healing and saving lives.
"..."
June 5, 1996
The clinic has been open for more than three months.
Today I received my first banner of appreciation from a patient. I don't think I deserve the title of "miracle doctor," I just hope to help alleviate their suffering within my capabilities.
"..."
October 20, 1996
The clinic is getting better and better, and many patients come from far and wide.
Unfortunately, I'm heavily pregnant and nearing my due date, so I don't have much energy to take care of patients. It's time to consider hiring some new doctors.
"..."
November 22, 1996
Today, the Fuxilai delivery team visited me and brought greetings from many patients.
I'm planning to give the clinic a new name: "Zhi Xing".
Practice what you preach, and strive for the highest good!
I hope this clinic can help more people in need and will continue to operate. This is also my gift to Xiaoge'er.
Turning the page further on reveals blank sheets of paper.
The diary entries abruptly ended on this day.
November 23, 1996, was her birthday.
On the same day, her mother passed away.
The Kong Family Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic was unable to change its name, nor was it able to continue the mother's philosophy of traditional Chinese medicine.
Kong Wange held the notebook in her hands, her eyes reddening.
For the first time, she felt so close to her mother.
Through the lines of the diary, she seemed to see with her own eyes her mother’s busy figure in the clinic more than 20 years ago.
I saw her sitting at her desk under the lamplight every day, meticulously recording the events of each day.
If it weren't for this diary, she would never have known that this traditional Chinese medicine clinic was a gift from her mother, a result of her mother's good deeds.
Thinking of the current state of the traditional Chinese medicine clinic, Kong Wange couldn't help but clench the notebook tightly in her hand.
A strong thought arose in her mind.
She couldn't stand by and watch her mother's hard work go to waste and allow the traditional Chinese medicine clinic to decline like this.
By a twist of fate, the traditional Chinese medicine clinic returned to her hands.
She is determined to carry on her mother's wish and keep the traditional Chinese medicine clinic running again!
She put down her notebook and immediately called Uncle Zhang.
"Hey, Miss."
"Uncle Zhang, I received the package. How's the clinic renovation going?"
"We've already ordered paint cabinets and other equipment from the building materials market. Once the workers arrive, it should be ready in two or three days." Kong Zhangbo's voice was busy and cheerful, full of energy.
Kong Wange stroked her mother's notebook: "Uncle Zhang, could you please change the clinic's signboard as well?"
"You're changing the signboard too? Does the young lady want to rename the traditional Chinese medicine clinic?" Uncle Zhang was taken aback.
“Yes, I want to change the name of the clinic to Zhixing Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic,” Kong Wange said firmly.
Across from him, Uncle Zhang remained silent for a moment before saying, his voice trembling slightly, "Young Miss, you...you've already read Miss's work log?"
Kong Wange's eyes also reddened a little. Suppressing her emotions, she smiled slightly and said, "Yes, Uncle Zhang, I finally understand how deep my mother's feelings were for the clinic. Don't worry, I will definitely not let the clinic go out of business. I will try my best to keep my mother's hard work going."
"Good, good, Miss. I believe that Miss is already very happy in the afterlife because you have such a kind heart."
After saying that, Uncle Zhang sighed: "It's just that you may not know, young lady, the losses of the Chinese medicine clinic are too great. Although I can sense that you may have saved some money in the past few years, it may still be difficult to fill this hole."
"Even if you have enough money, the subsequent operation of the TCM clinic is still a problem. We are a clinic, and without a capable doctor in charge, it still won't work."
"Sigh, doctors with a bit of fame these days command very high prices. We don't have the money to hire them."
Kong Wange smiled calmly and comforted him, "Uncle Zhang, you don't need to worry about the doctor. Have you forgotten whose daughter I am?"
Zhang Fuxi was stunned: "Young Miss, you mean..."
Kong Wange's voice was full of confidence: "Over the years, whether in the countryside or abroad, I have never been idle. I can't say that my medical skills have surpassed my mother's, but they are no worse than hers."
On the other end of the phone, Zhang Fuxi was moved to tears: "Really? Miss, it's truly a blessing from heaven. I never thought that your superb medical skills would be passed down. It seems that the traditional Chinese medicine clinic is truly saved."
"So, you don't need to worry. Please take some time to organize the clinic's accounts and send me a copy. After I have a general understanding, I will discuss the next steps in the clinic's operation with you."
The fact that the Kong family gave away the medical clinic so easily suggests there must be something wrong with the accounts.
Since she wanted to revitalize the clinic, the first thing she had to do was to check the accounts and find out exactly how much the clinic was losing money.
Zhang Fuxi quickly agreed: "No problem, but the clinic's accounts have been quite complicated over the years, and it may take me a while to sort them out."
"It's alright, just send it to me whenever you've finished organizing it. Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Zhang."
"Young lady, please don't say that. I am so happy to see the clinic have such a day."
Kong Wange smiled and said, "Then I'll wait for your news."
After hanging up the phone, Kong Wange looked at the notebook in her hand for a while, then got up and carefully put it away in the cabinet.
After tidying everything up, she cleared her mind and went downstairs for a walk.
They then discovered that Murong Ting was not at home.
This was exactly what she wanted.
She went back into her room, rummaged through her bag, and found the hidden security camera from her old home, intending to install it directly opposite the elevator.
The 27th floor has one apartment per floor, so there's no need to worry about neighbors complaining.
With both Chi Bao and Chen Bao at home, we still need to be wary of Murong Ting.
With this camera, she can spot Murong Ting the moment he returns.
While she was busy with her work, an explosion occurred in Murong Chen's room upstairs.
"Daddy doesn't believe Mommy is a cicada, and he even compared Mommy to a pig!"
Kong Ran was utterly shocked: "How could such a stupid daddy have given birth to three such clever and adorable little babies?"
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