"After a person's heart stops beating, the functions of various organs and tissues gradually cease, and the body temperature will slowly become stiff due to external environmental factors. This process can take up to 48 hours and as short as a few hours before the deceased's body becomes cold and stiff."

Lin Qinghuan paused here, "The fact that Lin Piaoxue's body still has temperature does not mean that she is still alive, just like boiling water slowly cooling down."

The doctor and nurses nodded in unison, indicating that Lin Qinghuan was absolutely right.

"You can save your mother, so why can't you save your sister? Are you still holding a grudge and unwilling to save your sister? How can you be so selfish and cold-blooded as to watch your own sister die?" Lin's father said recklessly.

Lin Qinghuan's heart sank. She knew her father would blame her, but hearing him say it with her own ears still made her feel terrible.

"Qinghuan, just give it a try, it'll be an explanation to your father," Lin Qing said.

A doctor, unable to tolerate Lin's father's aggressive manner, couldn't help but stand up and say, "Do you not trust our hospital, or are you deliberately making things difficult for a young girl?"

“This young woman was already in critical condition, and then she was without her oxygen mask for too long, so she died despite all efforts to save her. You can’t expect a young girl to bring a dead person back to life! She’s not a miracle worker who can bring the dead back to life,” a young nurse said, speaking up for Lin Qinghuan.

Lin Qinghuan felt indignant that even a stranger was speaking up for her, but her father kept making things difficult for her and complaining about her. Although she had let go of family ties, she still felt a little sad.

The look in Lin Fu and Xiao Wang's eyes when they looked at Lin's father was indescribable.

“My daughter was killed by Li Jian in your hospital. Your hospital is responsible.”

Lin Qinghuan walked to the bedside, reached out to take Lin Piaoxue's pulse, but there was no pulse. She then opened Lin Piaoxue's eyes and found that her corneas were cloudy and her pupils were dilated. She looked at Lin's father and said, "Lin Piaoxue is dead."

Lin's father stubbornly insisted, "Impossible! Piaoxue isn't dead! You must give her first aid; you can definitely save her."

Lin Qinghuan was unable to express her feelings at that moment, and could only fulfill her father's request and helplessly perform first aid on Lin Piaoxue.

This is what is called trying anything as a last resort, but her target became a person, and a dead person at that.

Everyone watched Lin Qinghuan quietly, wondering if she could bring a dead person back to life.

"Qinghuan, Piaoxue's hand moved slightly. She must not be dead. Continue with the first aid," Lin's father said in surprise.

Lin Qinghuan's lips twitched slightly. If Lin Piaoxue could come back to life now, it must be because God had blessed her and allowed her to be reborn after death, or perhaps Lin Piaoxue had become a zombie.

“Dad, after a person dies, as long as the body doesn’t become stiff, it will twitch unconsciously without the brain’s control; it’s a conditioned reflex,” Lin Qinghuan said while pressing on the wound.

Lin's father clearly didn't believe Lin Piaoxue's words. "You're lying to me."

Seeing that her father didn't believe her, Lin Qinghuan said nothing more.

Li Jian trembled as he looked at the motionless Lin Piaoxue, tears streaming down his face.

Lin Piaoxue is dead! He killed Lin Piaoxue!

"Enough!" a loud shout rang out.

Lin Qing looked and saw that it was Lin Fu who had called Grandpa Lin over.

"Qinghuan, stop, don't listen to your father." Grandpa Lin said to Lin Qinghuan, who was receiving emergency treatment.

Lin's father said anxiously, "Dad, we can't stop, there's still hope for Piaoxue."

"If you say there's hope, then there's hope. Are you a doctor?" Grandpa Lin said.

Lin's father said through tears, "But I just saw Piaoxue's hand move. Piaoxue is not dead. She can still breathe. Her body is still warm. She is not dead."

Grandpa Lin looked at Lin's father, who was in so much pain that he had lost his mind, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"Second brother, you know perfectly well that Piaoxue is dead, so why are you making things difficult for Qinghuan!"

"Father, Piaoxue isn't dead, she's not dead! She's so young, how could she die? If anyone should die, it should be me first!" Lin's father said, sobbing uncontrollably.

Grandpa Lin looked at Lin's father and sighed softly. It's a tragedy for an old man to outlive his young son.

Lin Qinghuan looked at her father, who was in tears, and then at Lin Piaoxue, who had stopped breathing. She placed her finger near Lin Piaoxue's mouth and secretly dripped two drops of spiritual spring water into her mouth. Then she stared at Lin Piaoxue for a while before placing her finger under Lin Piaoxue's nose. Lin Piaoxue still wasn't breathing. It seemed that the spiritual spring water had no effect on someone who had already stopped breathing.

Lin Piaoxue said to her father, "Father, I have done my best."

Lin's father seemed not to hear Lin Qinghuan's words, and kept crying while holding Lin Piaoxue's hand.

"Let's go out first and let your father have some peace and quiet," Grandpa Lin said to Lin Qinghuan and Lin Qing.

After leaving the ward, Lin Qing said with a worried look, "Mom will be heartbroken to death if she finds out Piaoxue is dead. I don't know how to tell her."

“Keeping it hidden won’t solve anything. It’s better to end it now than to suffer for a long time. Tell your mother the truth,” Grandpa Lin said.

“My mom can’t take any more stress, she won’t be able to handle it,” Lin Qinghuan said.

"Do you think you can keep it a secret?" Grandpa Lin said.

"Grandpa, don't tell Mom yet. Let's wait until she's feeling better before telling her, so she won't be too shocked," Lin Qinghuan said.

Grandpa Lin said, "Whatever you want."

As soon as Lin's mother saw Lin Qinghuan and the others return, she stared intently at them.

Lin Qing knew what her mother wanted to ask, and said, "Mom, Piaoxue is fine. My father is with her. We'll take you to see Piaoxue when you feel better."

Hearing that Lin Piaoxue was alright, Lin's mother felt a little relieved.

Seeing that his mother believed him, Lin Qing felt uneasy, wondering if his mother would hate him if she found out he had lied to her.

next day

Lin Qinghuan and Lin Fu were at the morgue entrance, preparing to send Lin Piaoxue's body back to Baiyun Village, when they saw a caregiver pushing a cart over, with Li Changqing following behind, sobbing.

Lin Fu and Lin Qinghuan looked at each other in bewilderment. What was going on? Who in the Li family had died?

As the cart passed in front of Lin Qinghuan, a gust of wind swept by, lifting the white sheet covering the corpse and revealing Li Jian's pale face.

Lin Qinghuan was suddenly shocked. Holy crap! Li Jian is dead? How could he be dead?