Chapter 414 The Last Lesson

Jiang Zhizhi hurriedly threw down her chopsticks and stood up: "What happened?"

As she walked out with Zhou Xiye, her legs felt weak, but thankfully Zhou Xiye reached out and supported her arm.

Fang Hua was also startled: "What happened? Wasn't he just discharged from the hospital today? How come he's already in trouble? Oh dear, did I hear that right?"

Zhou Xiye shook his head: "No, Mom, you stay home and take care of the children. Zhizhi and I are going to the hospital, and we might not be back tonight."

Fang Hua quickly nodded: "Okay, okay, you can go without worry. Remember to call home if anything happens."

Zhou Xiye took Jiang Zhizhi to the logistics department first to find a car to take them to the hospital.

Throughout the journey, Jiang Zhizhi was filled with anxiety, and the more she thought about it, the more regretful she became: "I was uneasy at the time, so I should have gone back to see what was going on. If I had spent more time with Elder Jin, this wouldn't have happened."

Zhou Xiye reached out and took her hand: "This was an accident, no one could have predicted it, and we don't know the specifics. Let's go take a look. Maybe it's a misunderstanding?"

He knew very well that this was not a misunderstanding. The hospital had made it very clear on the phone that he should go see the deceased one last time and start preparing for the funeral.

Jiang Zhizhi was on tenterhooks, feeling like the car was moving very slowly. She finally made it to the hospital, and before the car had even come to a complete stop, she rushed out and ran towards the emergency room.

Zhou Xiye told the driver to go back first, and then quickly caught up with Jiang Zhizhi.

Outside the emergency operating room, there were school leaders and a woman Jiang Zhizhi had never seen before. She was in her forties, well-maintained, and had a certain charm. Standing next to her was a boy of about eighteen or nineteen years old, whose eyebrows and eyes resembled the woman's.

Jiang Zhizhi glanced at it, and without thinking much, quickly asked the school secretary, "How is Teacher Jin? Did something happen?"

The secretary pushed up his glasses and sighed. "The situation isn't good. We've called experts over for another round of emergency treatment. Professor Jin just regained consciousness and asked to call you."

Jiang Zhizhi panicked again: "How could it be so serious? Teacher Jin was fine when she was discharged from the hospital this afternoon, what happened?"

The secretary glanced at the woman beside him, unsure of what to say.

Jiang Zhizhi followed his gaze and looked at the woman. Suddenly, she had a guess: "Are you Master's wife?"

The woman's face darkened slightly, but she said in a flat tone, "We're already divorced, we have nothing to do with each other."

Jiang Zhizhi realized what had happened: "What did you say to Teacher Jin?"

The woman glanced at Jiang Zhizhi: "This is between us. What does it have to do with you? You're just his student. What? You want to meddle in his private life? And what's your relationship with him?"

Jiang Zhizhi clenched her fists. She hadn't expected Jin Huaiying's wife to suddenly return with the child. Something must have happened that made Jin Huaiying so angry that he became critically ill.

Zhou Xiye frowned and went over: "Teacher Jin was unwell and was just discharged from the hospital. As his student, it is only right that I care about him. But you, speaking so rudely, do you not consider the consequences at all?"

The woman looked at Zhou Xiye with surprise. Perhaps it was the scar on Zhou Xiye's face that made her feel a little scared. She pursed her lips and lowered her voice: "This is our family matter. I was just arguing with him for a few words. Who knew he would get so angry?"

Jiang Zhizhi didn't have time to argue with women about this; she was only concerned about Jin Huaiying.

Jin Huaiying's ex-wife, Su Liting, felt uneasy. She hadn't expected that just a few words with Jin Huaiying would make him so angry. She clenched her teeth and felt a little regretful. If she had known, she shouldn't have brought the child to see Jin Huaiying.

A nurse rushed out: "Dr. Jiang, Teacher Jin wants you to come in."

Su Liting immediately rushed forward excitedly: "He's awake? How is he now?"

The nurse glanced at her and urged Jiang Zhizhi to go in first: "Hurry up and go in..."

Then he turned to Su Liting and said, "Family members, please wait. The patient is still being resuscitated."

Jiang Zhizhi followed the nurse inside. Jin Huaiying was lying on the operating table, without any emergency equipment. Several experts stood by with regret on their faces.

Jin Huaiying seemed to be in good spirits and beckoned to Jiang Zhizhi: "Come here."

Jiang Zhizhi rushed over: "Teacher, don't move, I..."

Jin Huaiying slowly shook her head: "I know I don't have much time left. Come here, I'll teach you a few more things. Take my pulse."

Jiang Zhizhi felt flustered and sad. She obediently reached out and pressed her hand on Jin Huaiying's pulse, but her hand trembled uncontrollably, and she couldn't calm down.

They pressed several times, but couldn't even find Jin Huaiying's pulse.

Jin Huaiying sighed: "Life and death are common occurrences, everyone has to go through them, don't be too sad."

Jiang Zhizhi's tears welled up and were about to spill over: "No, teacher, there must be a way."

Jin Huaiying smiled weakly: "Don't cry. Remember your original intention of studying medicine. After I teach you, you must always remember not to use your medical skills to make money that you shouldn't."

"Alright, now wipe away your tears and take my pulse properly."

The last sentence was delivered with a more authoritative tone, as if when he first started teaching Jiang Zhizhi, if she couldn't learn it, she didn't need to come back to him.

Jiang Zhizhi blinked hard, trying to calm herself down and concentrate on taking the pulse.

Jin Huaiying's pulse was unlike anything she had ever encountered before. It seemed fine at first glance, yet it was strange in every way.

Seeing her increasingly serious expression, Jin Huaiying was pleased: "Zhizhi, remember this well, this is the pulse of life and death. If you can feel this pulse, the person will usually die within 24 hours."

Jiang Zhizhi was so frightened that she quickly withdrew her hand and shook her head in disbelief: "No, no, teacher, don't scare me, there will definitely be a way."

Jin Huaiying took a breath and looked at Jiang Zhizhi: "If the pulse is slightly different from mine but very similar, the patient usually won't live more than seven days. At this point, there's nothing that can be done to save them. Don't think about what methods to use to save them. Just accept life and death with a calm mind."

Jiang Zhizhi could no longer hold back her tears, which fell onto Jin Huaiying's hand.

Jin Huaiying sighed: "Don't cry, you'll have to go through this sooner or later. You must remember today's pulse, Zhizhi. This is the last lesson I'm giving you. You can go out now."

Jiang Zhizhi stood still, not wanting to learn like this, and persisted in her last stand: "Teacher, there must be hope, please let me try."

Jin Huaiying shook her head: "You go out first. I can't let you be stigmatized. Go out and call Su Liting in."

Jiang Zhizhi didn't want to leave, but the doctor came over and persuaded her: "Little Jiang, go out first. Old Jin still has something to say to his family."

They called for a nurse to help Jiang Zhizhi out.

Jiang Zhizhi walked out as if her steps were made of lead. When she saw Zhou Xiye, she finally couldn't hold back anymore, went over and hugged him, and burst into tears. Her helplessness made her feel very guilty...