"How awful!" Doctor Du, thinking of the scene where his family and kin were killed, covered his face and cried bitterly.
Third Grandpa comforted him, "It's all in the past now. You still have grandchildren to take care of. For their sake, you cannot dwell too much on the past. You need to move forward and raise them well."
Hearing this, Doctor Du finally stopped his sobbing. "Brother Gu is right. For their sake, I must not allow myself to be overwhelmed by joy or sorrow."
Excessive joy or sorrow could harm one's health. He needed to live well and raise his grandchildren.
He wiped away his tears and smiled, "Fortunately, from now on, I will be the sitting doctor here. My livelihood is not a problem."
Doctor Du was a refugee fleeing from famine. Logically, no clinic or pharmacy would dare to employ him. However, as a medical craftsman registered at the government office, he possessed an official badge and documents from the office.
