Chapter 466: Chapter 466

When choosing this place, it was because this storefront is a three-story building.

The location isn’t exactly bustling.

Back then, the Wu family had already guessed that Jiang Xiaoxiao might be thinking of opening her own clinic.

So the geographical location didn’t need to be very busy.

But the convenience of transportation at the entrance is undeniable.

Plus, the three-story building gives a very impressive feeling.

Originally, this storefront was the middle one among the three units of three-story storefronts, but the Wu family, grateful for Jiang Xiaoxiao’s efforts in treating the small town later, felt their initial token of gratitude was somewhat lacking since the situation improved so well without surgery.

After Xu Meng and her husband discussed, they directly bought the adjacent three units, equivalent to giving Jiang Xiaoxiao the entire three-story building.

Unexpectedly, this mishap led to Jiang Xiaoxiao realizing her hospital dream later on.

After all, a whole three-story building allows for a reasonable arrangement of many wards, operating rooms, and including consulting rooms.

The guard at the entrance saw the two of them, hurriedly came up to greet them.

This guard, Mr. Wang, was a retired worker from Jiang Lao’s former unit, the textile factory; actually, they were replaced at a fairly young age for retirement.

Usually, when about forty-eight or forty-nine, they would be replaced by younger family members, and people still considered in their prime, around fifty, had to rest at home with no income, which made life difficult.

Mr. Wang had many children; he retired, and his son took over the job, but there were still several mouths at home to feed.

Although the children could somewhat find odd jobs, formal work arrangements were difficult.

Temporary work was uncertain and unstable.

His heart was never at ease.

Once he heard Jiang Lao needed someone to guard the entrance, Mr. Wang eagerly requested the job, and Jiang Lao knew the kind of person Mr. Wang was; he was trustworthy.

Mr. Wang was a retired soldier who later transitioned to civilian work locally.

He was in excellent physical condition; when it came to dealing with thieves, he was really capable.

Mr. Wang was willing to take this job; after all, guarding the entrance was quite comfortable, only needing to open the door every day for a monthly salary of more than thirty yuan.

Easier than working at the factory.

Grateful towards the Jiang family, he worked very diligently.

Kept his eyes peeled, always ready to help when he saw a need, not the type who would only do his designated job because he was assigned to guard the entrance.

He admired Jiang Lao and his wife immensely, amazed at how successful their daughter had become.

He had heard about this hospital; their daughter began by setting it up herself.

Even if it wasn’t fully functional yet, just seeing the entire three-story building, impressed—who had the capability to make this happen?

But their daughter did!

He heard she even treated people for free, suggesting her talents brought such rewards.

Even if given such chances, they lacked the capability to treat people.

He was determined; his children were all doing temporary jobs—not doctors or nurses, definitely professional roles.

Their family had no luck producing someone with the talent for such studies, but there had to be other jobs around a hospital, like tending a boiler, cleaning, or even working at the canteen.

He figured that by performing well now, he might secure job opportunities for his children in the hospital, which was a desirable job.

So his enthusiasm was evident.

When he saw Jiang Xiaoxiao and her husband appear, he ran up to greet them.

"Master Wang, you’ve worked hard."

Jiang Xiaoxiao knew, because the hospital wasn’t open yet, Master Wang was the only one watching the entrance, unable to alternate shifts, staying there day and night.

Even if the work was light, standing guard all day was tiring.

She had already asked her father to give Master Wang some extra pay each month, acknowledging his efforts.

They were not the kind of people who would let others work without fair compensation; every hardworking person deserved rewards proportionate to their efforts.

"Not at all, not at all!"

"Master Jiang is on the third floor now."

Knowing Jiang Xiaoxiao was there to see her parents.

Jiang Xiaoxiao paused!

The floor was for the operating room.

Song Moting pulled her upstairs.

No one knew what Jiang Xiaoxiao was thinking—the notion of installing an elevator was bold.

When Jiang Xiaoxiao conceived such an idea, Song Moting went to great lengths, utilizing connections to make it happen.

Finally, with the help of an external trade import-export company, he managed to get such an elevator.

Installing an elevator seemed excessive for their three-story building, but she insisted.

Jiang Xiaoxiao considered more long-term implications.

The hospital was meant to serve for decades, possibly even centuries in the future.

Without an elevator, getting patients to surgery could be a serious inconvenience.

She had already arranged using unique aspects of the era for an operating room on the first floor, but one single operating room was unrealistic; during emergencies, another patient couldn’t be left waiting.

Her aim was for a surgery room on the third floor, and another on the first floor, ensuring clear separation.

An elevator was essential—during severe cases, there was no way to expect patients to walk into the surgery room themselves.

Doctors and nurses have responsibilities; they can’t afford to spend all their time lifting patients unnecessarily.

Seeing the elevator, Jiang Xiaoxiao was astounded.

Took another look at Song Moting, whose expression was mysterious and lightly smug.

But the curve of his mouth revealed his delight.

"Old Song, you’re amazing! You managed an elevator—how much did it cost?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao was ecstatic, pressing the elevator button.

And saw the elevator exactly like she envisioned.

"A friend helped out. You, you little spendthrift, this elevator cost a full thirty thousand yuan. Do you realize how much thirty thousand can buy? Even the friend who helped said I spoil my wife too much."

Song Moting also smiled wryly; his wife’s ambition to start a hospital, his contributions were limited—he helped as much as possible piece by piece.

Being part of the humble folk, he figured they only had several thousand in savings combined.

Now an elevator cost thirty thousand, and other hospital surprises were acquired on credit.

If not for his parents’ status backing him, people wouldn’t have extended him credit.

It took persuasion and leveraging connections, and his credibility eased some financial terms, ensuring the acquisition.

"Mr. Song, how are you so good? I’m almost unbelieving! You’re spoiling me, and my parents do too; one day you’ll all have me spoiled beyond measure!

If someday you all stopped pampering me, I’d be so lost, terribly disappointed."

Jiang Xiaoxiao’s eyes sparkled; this was her lifelong career, how could she not be delighted?

Song Moting ruffled his wife’s hair, a gesture filled with affectionate indulgence.

"Rest assured, your parents have cherished you for decades; there’s no way they would stop. I can’t speak for others, but I will definitely spoil you my whole life. Even at eighty, you’ll be the little girl in my heart.

I’m your Brother Song, here to cherish and love you forever."