After getting on the ambulance, Zhu Jin asked two nurses to continue massaging Song Xi's hands and feet, and her attention was always on the back of Song Xi's head.

Zhu Jin gently caressed it inch by inch, and then used a checker to check it bit by bit.

Zhu Jin watched like that for about ten minutes under the puzzled gazes of the emergency doctor and the president of the news agency.

Finally, Zhu Jin looked up at the emergency doctor and hesitated to speak. In the end, he said nothing but, "Help me help him sit up."

Later, when the emergency doctor asked Zhu Jin what he was hesitating to say, Zhu Jin told him, "I just want to ask if the crime of injuring a corpse is serious."

The emergency doctor who didn't hear her words at the time, supported Song Xi as Zhu Jin requested, and looked at her, who was also hesitant to speak, and then called out, "Doctor Zhu Jin..."

Zhu Jin raised his hand to stop him from speaking, "Let's talk later."

After saying that, Zhu Jin picked up a thick tray from the nurse's cart, gestured twice at the back of Song Xi's head, and then smashed it down in their confused and frightened eyes.

With a "bang", blood splattered everywhere.

Real blood splattered everywhere. It was the first time that the president of the news agency knew that blood could splatter everywhere on the back of the head.

"Ah!" Amid the nurse's screams and the low cries of the emergency doctor and the news director, Song Xi, who had been unresponsive and whose body was getting colder and colder, suddenly shook violently.

When the emergency doctor thought it was an hallucination, he shook again.

"First aid!" Zhu Jin's low voice woke up the dazed emergency doctors and nurses. They found that the warning sound of heart stop beating had been replaced by another warning sound.

An abnormal heartbeat warning sound.

The emergency doctor was still a little confused, but his years of emergency experience allowed him to start first aid without hesitation. He assessed the situation and performed first aid without any mistakes.

Songxi's condition gradually stabilized.

Stabilize...

The emergency doctor looked at Song Xi, then looked up at Zhu Jin.

Zhu Jin didn't look at him. She slowly took a step back, steadied her weak legs, calmed her heartbeat, and put the tray back.

The president of the news agency was stunned the whole time, looking at Zhu Jin. He never came to his senses and was pushed out of the ambulance in a daze.

"He's faking his death." Zhu Jin looked at the emergency doctor and explained, then heaved a sigh of relief and got out of the ambulance.

The video of Zhu Jin rescuing Song Xi was recorded, but Zhu Jin did not give it to the president of the news agency, and the president of the news agency did not want it. The first aid video was eventually deleted by Zhu Jin.

Zhang Qi was in a big fuss and his emotions were somewhat out of control. Although no one questioned Zhu Jin's medical skills now, it was unacceptable that a dead person suddenly came back to life in this scientific age.

Zhang Qi looked at Song Xi again and again without giving up, his face full of embarrassment, staring at Zhu Jin intently, his eyes seemed to have seen something horrible and incomprehensible.

She hated Zhu Jin even more. In her thirty years of life, she had never been insulted like this before, being dragged by her hair in front of everyone.

Zhang Qi seemed to see the rest of his life, a life spent in ridicule.

Everyone could see Zhang Qi's unwillingness and hatred, but unfortunately no one paid attention. The camera in Zhang Qi's partner's hand was snatched back by the students from the news club, and they continued the live broadcast themselves. After just a short period of time, the expressions of several students were different, and they had grown a lot in the shortest time.

Zhang Qi's partner rushed to pull Zhang Qi away from Song Xi's stretcher before the security guards did. Zhu Jin and the principal nodded, looked at the students who had been waiting for the result, and pointed at Song Xi. "Song Xi's rescue is complete. If nothing unexpected happens, she will wake up soon. Everyone can rest assured."

"That's great!" "I was scared to death." Bai Cheng and his companions survived the disaster and sat down as their legs went soft.

"I said Song Xi would not die!"

"That's great." Other students also expressed their gratitude.

The classmates cheered and were glad that Song Xi was alive. Only Zhang Qi was unhappy. She wanted Song Xi to die the most. She was determined to break free from her partner and wanted to move forward. Zhu Jin didn't wait for her to speak and asked directly, "Zhang Qi, how do you want to continue to act like you'll be satisfied only if Song Xi dies? Do you want me to drag you out of school and make the headlines again?"

The students who had been immersed in Zhu Jin's ferocious performance became excited again after they reacted and heard this. In addition to being excited, they wanted to say that it would make the headlines without delaying it any more!

Zhu Jin sneered at Zhang Qi's changed expression and stopped her from retorting, "Don't say that I slandered you or that you will hold me legally responsible. You are just a reporter, but you interrupted the doctor and kept saying that Song Xi was dead."

"I'm making this clear today. As long as you're a journalist, I'll keep watching you. If you continue to make random reports or make false reports, I'll drag you down every time I see you. The title of fake journalist won't stop you, but using violence will certainly help!"

"You think you are the only one who feels bad. You feel ashamed and angry today, but you have never thought about what people who read your previous report will think, and how Song Xi's parents and family will accept it. If they are frightened, shocked, or something happens to them because of your report, I want to see how you will take responsibility and bear the responsibility."

Zhu Jin didn't look at Zhang Qi anymore after he finished speaking, but just looked at the emergency doctor, "Send him to the hospital quickly."

"Hey." The emergency doctor agreed and sent the stretcher back to the ambulance. The emergency doctor was about to get on the ambulance, but heard Zhang Qi retort hesitantly, "Responsible? Take responsibility? I have heard this twice. Doctor Zhu Jin, I want to ask you, what responsibility do I need to take? I am a reporter, and reporting the facts is my responsibility. I can't not report the news because I think the news facts are unbearable. Not reporting the news because you have to consider how the people involved will feel is a real joke!"

"Doctor Zhu Jin, I have been a reporter for many years. I have seen countless reporters and countless journalists' reports. I believe that any reporter standing in my position today would make the same choice as me. Moreover, news, news, since it is new, it is reported based on the development of the situation. When I reported it, Song Xi was indeed dead. This fact was not only said by me, but also by this emergency doctor."

"You have the ability to bring the dead back to life, and you are a good doctor. I have nothing to say, but you can't deny that Song Xi was dead before. You keep asking me to take responsibility. I want to ask, what exactly should I take responsibility for? I just reported the facts and did what a reporter should do. If every reporter is held accountable in this way and is made to bear the consequences of reporting the news, then all of us reporters should be in jail!"

Zhang Qi's voice became louder and louder, and his expression became more and more angry. "Doctor Zhu Jin, I know you have always disliked us reporters, and this also caused your ex-boyfriend Doctor Chonglou to dislike us. You are prejudiced against us. I have tried to correct it but it is useless. I have no way, but you should not use your theory to accuse us. According to your standards, we reporters should do nothing, because no matter what we report, as long as there is a little problem, we will be responsible."

"We report the latest news on the stock market, and investors see the losses and cannot accept it and commit suicide. Should we be held responsible? The suspects are arrested and we report it. The elderly in their family cannot accept it and faint and become critically ill. Should we be held responsible again? I want to ask, how much responsibility should we bear?"

After Zhang Qi finished her speech, the students who had been looking at her with dissatisfaction lowered their heads. The students from the news club bit their lips and couldn't help nodding. Yes, their duty is to report the latest news. Should the reporters be held responsible for the consequences after reporting?

The emergency doctor stopped and looked back at Zhang Qi. Everyone was looking at Zhang Qi and the silent Zhu Jin.

"Doctor Zhu Jin, please tell me, how much responsibility do I have to bear?" Zhang Qi saw that Zhu Jin didn't say anything, so he suddenly raised his voice and asked, "Do I have to bear the mental damages for Song Xi's family? Because my report frightened them?"

"Nonsense!" Shi Wei, who had been looking at her solemnly, suddenly spoke up as soon as she finished speaking. "Don't think I can't tell that you are changing the concept. You said it so nicely and so innocently. Do you think we are all fools? Don't think I don't know those reporting techniques. You keep saying that you are reporting the facts, but who doesn't know how skillfully you report the facts? Stealing the news agency's cameras and live broadcasts, using sneaky means, taking things out of context, and distorting the original facts, do you call this reporting the facts?"

"You don't know what reporting facts means, so you have to go back to school and learn the basics of first grade." Shi Wei sneered, "No doctor has officially announced the result, and you keep saying that he lost his life. Let's listen to the exact time of death announced by the doctor. Don't you need to take responsibility for this?"

Zhang Qi never expected that a child would refute him. His face flushed. "Responsible? You're talking about responsibility again. Okay, I'll be responsible. Tell me what I need to be responsible for!..."

Before Zhang Qi could finish her words, she was interrupted by a nurse who suddenly got off the ambulance. The nurse hurriedly jumped out of the ambulance and interrupted her loudly, "Oh no, oh no!" with an anxious look on her face.

"What's wrong?" the emergency doctor asked hurriedly.

"Something happened to the patient's mother!" The nurse was anxious. "I have been trying to contact the patient's family, but I couldn't get through. Then I contacted the police in the area and asked them to help check on her. The police just called and said that the patient's mother... hanged herself at home..."

As soon as the nurse finished her anxious words, the whole place fell silent. No one could have expected such a death to happen.

Zhang Qi looked at her stupidly with a dull expression.

"The police called." The nurse received a call, looked at the doctor and said, at the doctor's signal, she answered the phone. A middle-aged policeman's face appeared on the screen, "The deceased and the patient you mentioned are mother and son. They have no other family members. It looks like suicide at the scene. There is a live video broadcast at home. The preliminary inference is that the person committed suicide because he could not accept the reality. But for some unknown reason, the deceased struggled violently afterwards." He looked horrible.

After the police explained the basic situation, they hung up the phone. The emergency doctor looked at Zhang Qi with a grim expression.

Zhang Qi stepped back with a pale face, "No, no, it's not like that..."

Just as everyone was looking at Zhang Qi in a daze, silently digesting the unexpected news, a faint voice broke the silence.

"What happened to my mom?"

Zhu Jin turned around suddenly and saw Song Xi sitting up on the stretcher in the ambulance, looking outside in a daze.

Song Xi woke up.

After returning from the gates of hell, what he has to face is the real tragedy of reality.