Life has given me many difficult decisions, but I never regretted them.
In my girlhood, women were expected to marry young, but I begged to study medicine instead. "Why waste money on a girl's education?" my brother scolded. But after losing my mother, I knew—I must save others. Education was rare for girls, yet I fought to learn, believing women deserved more than just being wives. So, I chose to study, even if it meant staying single.
In 1939, I was sent to study in America. America offered me safety and success after graduation. My professors begged me to stay. "You'll have everything there," they said. yes, it was safe, and the pay was good. But how could I? But China was suffering from war and poverty. How could I enjoy comfort while my people struggled? My place should be with my suffering people, not in foreign comfort.
When our hospital closed during the Anti-Janpanese War, many doctors fled. But sick mothers and babies couldn’t wait. Therefore, I chose to stay behind, turning my small apartment into a clinic, charging almost nothing. When the fighting grew worse, I rode through gunfire on a donkey to reach remote villages. Fear? Yes. But greater was my fear of failing those who needed me.
After the new People’s Republic of China was founded, the new government offered me high positions. "You deserve rest," they said. But hospitals still lacked trained doctors, mothers still died needlessly. So I chose the operating room over the meeting room, training hundreds of young doctors with one lesson: "Every patient is your family."
Now at life's end, I ask myself: Was it worth it? Then I hear the cries of newborns I delivered - fifty thousand voices answering for me.
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Life has given me many difficult decisions, but I never regretted them. In my girlhood, women were expected to marry young, but I begged to study medicine instead. Why waste money on a girl's education, my brother scolded. But after losing my mother, I knew I must save others.
In 1939, I was sent to study in America. America offered me safety and success after graduation. My professors begged me to stay. You'll have everything there, they said. Yes, it was safe, and the pay was good. But how could I? China was suffering from war and poverty. How could I enjoy comfort while my people struggled? My place should be with my suffering people, not in foreign comfort.
When our hospital closed during the Anti-Japanese War, many doctors fled. But sick mothers and babies couldn't wait. Therefore, I chose to stay behind, turning my small apartment into a clinic, charging almost nothing. When the fighting grew worse, I rode through gunfire on a donkey to reach remote villages. Fear? Yes. But greater was my fear of failing those who needed me.
After the new People's Republic of China was founded, the new government offered me high positions. You deserve rest, they said. But hospitals still lacked trained doctors, mothers still died needlessly. So I chose the operating room over the meeting room, training hundreds of young doctors with one lesson: Every patient is your family.
Now at life's end, I ask myself: Was it worth it? Then I hear the cries of newborns I delivered - fifty thousand voices answering for me. Life has given me many difficult decisions, but I never regretted them. Every choice led me to serve others, and that is a life without regret.