A doctor who travels through two eras

Lin Kushen looked at his youngest son and said with a smile:

"It was all your evil idea. You monopolized all the Chinese medicine in the mainland through Bao'an County. Chinese medicine doctors in Hong Kong or Southeast Asia have to go through a 'political review' to get the goods."

With such a simple move, you've blacklisted at least half of the traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, preventing them from obtaining herbs from the mainland and thus making it impossible for them to open their businesses.

"With fewer competitors and the growing reputation of Lingnan Hall, as you've seen, we have too many patients—we simply can't see them all."

Looking at the lobby still full of patients waiting for their appointments, Lin Sanqi had a better understanding of the situation:
"Dad, the main reason I came back this time is to discuss with you the expansion of our Lingnan Hall Medical Clinic."

Look at this, the current area is too small, with only 5 consultation rooms in total. Judging from the current number of patients, you could easily expand to 20 consultation rooms.

"Once our clinic expands, we can start offering traditional Chinese medicine therapies, like acupuncture, massage, and tuina. Think of how much money we'll make in a year!"

Lin Kushen said with a hint of dissatisfaction:
"Stop talking about money all the time. If outsiders hear us, they'll laugh at our Lin family for being shallow and money-grubbing. How will we ever become a prestigious family in Hong Kong?"
You might say that we doctors should consider the well-being of the people and pay more attention to their livelihoods. Since the people suffer from illness and pain, it is our duty as doctors to do so.

Expanding our clinic will allow more people to benefit from traditional medicine, and we will do our best to relieve the suffering caused by disease. Do you understand?

Lin Sanqi scratched his head: "Dad, I'm not well-educated, and I don't have as many tricks up my sleeve as you cultured people, but it's still the same idea."

Lin Zhuye then brought over a basin of clean water. Lin Kushen washed his hands, dried them with a towel, and then asked:
"You've rarely returned to Hong Kong this past year, usually giving instructions by phone. Is there something you need to do by coming back this time?"

Just as Lin Sanqi was about to speak, another apprentice came in carrying a tray with two dishes and a bowl of rice, which looked rather bland.

"Dad, do you usually eat here? And you eat so vegetarian food? You make so much money. Oh, and you work so hard serving the public, what's the point?"

Lin Kushen smiled and pointed at his son, saying:
"It's all because of you. I wasted more than ten years when my medical skills were at their peak. Our family's wealth was depleted, and even our small house was converted into a school. As your father, I feel guilty towards you."

Lin Sanqi said nonchalantly, "Dad, with me here, are you worried about our family not having money? Don't worry, don't work so hard, just relax and enjoy your retirement."

Lin Kushen looked at his miraculous youngest son with satisfaction and nodded slightly:
"I have no worries about your third branch. At least the Lin family will be rich and powerful in the future, and your third branch will definitely be able to do so."

But I still need to help your older brother and your second older brother. I can't let my younger brother take a share of your family property in the future, can I?
Now that I'm here, please consider our parents' feelings and show some brotherly affection.

But by the time Jiageng, Zhenzhen, and Susu's generation grew up, the bond between cousins ​​had faded. If they could still keep in touch, it was considered that our Lin family had done a good job of raising children. How could they still support each other financially?
In addition, there are your fifth and sixth uncles' families, making a total of more than 20 people. I cannot pass on the burden to you, and you have no obligation to support your uncles or brothers.

As an elder brother and a father, I have this responsibility.

So now I'm doing more to expand the business of Lingnan Hall Medical Clinic, so that your two older brothers will have a solid material foundation to make a living in Hong Kong in the future, and won't have to go back to the days of eating coarse food.

That way, when your mother and I die, we can rest in peace.

Lin Sanqi sighed inwardly upon hearing this.

This is the mindset of traditional Chinese elders: they will risk their lives to secure wealth and prosperity for their descendants.

The old man lives a Buddhist-like life in the capital, not striving for anything; this is the wisdom of Lin Kushen.

In mainland China, people don't pursue money or material possessions; what they pursue is a good "class background".

He obeyed his superiors' orders, disregarded personal gains and losses, and was as docile as an old lamb. In fact, he was leaving a relaxed political environment for his descendants so that they would not be blacklisted in the future.

Just like in 59 when other doctors from other places were dismissed and sent back to their hometowns, the Lin family was able to stay and work at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital with peace of mind. At a critical moment, they were able to get their youngest son to take over the job. This is how the children are enjoying the legacy of their father.

Upon arriving in Hong Kong, Lin Kushen broke with his usual Buddhist ways, abandoned his Buddhist-like attitude, and began treating patients day and night, expanding the influence of the Lingnan Hall Medical Clinic.

This is also the old man paving the way for his children and four brothers' families, not wanting his descendants to fade into obscurity and struggle to make a living. He never thought about whether he was doing well or not, or whether he was tired or not.

"Speak, what do you want to discuss with me this time?"

Lin Sanqi then came to her senses and explained softly:

“I have an idea that our Lin family will receive a maximum of US$1 million in dividends from Bao’an County in the future, and the rest of the dividends will be used in the mainland.”

My original plan was to take 10% of the profits, but I didn't think it through. If nothing unexpected happens, this year we can make $50 billion in profit just from this one anti-tuberculosis drug.

According to the original calculations, our family could receive $5 million, plus some so-called costs, which is a very large amount.

I'm about to launch an antibacterial drug project. This drug has higher sales and greater profits, potentially reaching tens of billions a year. It's outrageous that our Lin family would take over a billion.

So my idea is that we give up this portion of the profits. This way, our Lin family descendants can be guaranteed for at least three generations. What do you think, Dad?

Lin Kushen paused for a moment, pondered for a long time, and then nodded:
"That's certainly possible. Our Lin family currently has no foundation in either the mainland or Hong Kong. We're like rootless duckweed, and it's easy for us to capsize in the chaotic world of Hong Kong. Clinging to the mainland is a good idea for you."

But there are risks involved. Our Lin family is currently weak and ignored. But if we one day become a top-tier family, the Hong Kong government will likely force us to choose sides, or else they will suppress and target us, which would be troublesome.”

Lin Sanqi waved his hand dismissively and said:

"Targeting the Lin family? Hmph, I've been planning this for years, and now we control the sand and gravel business in Hong Kong. If the Hong Kong government insists on suppressing us, then I'll cut off all the sand and gravel in Hong Kong and see how they develop their real estate."

"Hmph, naive!"

Lin Kushen put down his chopsticks and lectured Shuzi.

"What do personal interests matter when faced with the bigger picture?"
Today, this sand and gravel business can be left to our Lin family, or it can be handed over to someone else. It's not that you're indispensable.

"If you lose your sand and gravel business and something happens, our whole family will be controlled in Hong Kong. How will you fight against the Hong Kong hawk government then?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Sanqi's back was instantly soaked with sweat.
There was a sense of sudden enlightenment and lingering fear.
It seems he's getting a bit arrogant because he's always being flattered wherever he goes.

To put it bluntly, Lin Sanqi is far from being a chess player, let alone qualified to play chess with others.

Seeing his youngest son momentarily stunned, Lin Kushen sighed and said:
“In Hong Kong, we must be careful at every step. Do you really think the Hong Kong government is a toothless tiger? You are wrong. They are robbers. They are the worst people in the world. They have no bottom line.”

As your father, I don't want you to become a lone minister, burning yourself to light up others, or even becoming the object of someone else's show at a critical moment, using your head for a purpose, and finally being cut down by someone with feigned tears.

In the end, you were the one who lost everything, while they got to feast. The Lin family's wealth in Hong Kong all benefited others.

Don't be unconvinced. If you look through the Twenty-Four Histories, you'll see how many pawns died with their eyes wide open in disgrace.

Shang Yang of Qin, Changsun Wuji of Tang, Tan Daoji of Liu Song, Yue Fei of Southern Song, Zhang Juzheng of Ming, and so on—which of these loyal ministers in which dynasty had a good ending? How many of them escaped the extermination of their entire clan?
Oh, and there's Chao Cuo from the Han Dynasty. Emperor Jing of Han wanted to seize power and implemented a policy of weakening the power of the vassal states, which intensified the conflicts among the vassal states and resulted in the Rebellion of the Seven States, causing a great disaster.

In order to quell public anger, Emperor Jing of Han had his teacher Chao Cuo executed by being cut in half at the waist and his entire family exterminated, claiming that he had listened to Chao Cuo's slander—what a hypocritical excuse.

This empire belongs to the Liu family, not the Chao family. Chao Cuo is just an employee; what difference does it make who he works for? Why risk the extermination of his entire clan to weaken the power of the regional warlords?
Seven, you must know that the most ruthless people throughout history have always been the imperial family. Which ruler isn't ruthless and decisive? Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to climb to that position.

Therefore, as your father, I hope you will always have a way out for yourself. Never lose yourself, and never become someone else's pawn, only to be abandoned in the end, leading to the destruction of your family. It's not worth it. (End of Chapter)