Facing the predicament before him, Fang Yi had no other choice but to accept everyone's advice: sell Old Liu's car to help the medical clinic tide over the crisis.
All night long, Fang Yi tossed and turns in bed, unable to sleep. The howling cold wind outside the window kept him company the entire night. It was the wailing of the biting wind, and it was also the silent weeping deep within Fang Yi's heart.
He decided to go out to the street the next day and find a buyer to sell the car. Yet, the reluctance, sorrow, and self-reproach deep in his heart tortured him constantly. A single moment of poor judgment, and in the blink of an eye, he had driven the medical clinic entrusted to him by Old Liu onto a path of no return. If time could flow backward, he would rather have never met Old Liu and never taken over the clinic.
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