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In the early hours of the morning, Yang Zheng was woken up by a phone call.

She was not angry to get up, she lay on the pillow and touched the phone, and saw the caller——Yang Jingcheng.

Yang Zheng woke up immediately. She stood by the window sill to answer the phone. Chen Nianen propped his head and looked at her bewilderedly.

No matter when Yang Zheng stands upright.Chen Nianen admired her graceful figure, and outlined the curve of her body with his eyes.

Yang Zheng didn't speak at first, and listened quietly. Later, she slowly put her hand on the window sill, and her back looked a little depressed.

Chen Nianen's heart twitched for a moment, and he couldn't help walking to Yang Zheng's side.

The room was warm, but Yang Zheng's heart sank little by little, slowly falling into the ice cave.

Yang Jingcheng likes to choose his words carefully, he speaks very tactfully, trying to take care of Yang Zheng's mood.

In a nutshell, it means:

Shen Zishan suffered from insomnia, suffered a cerebral thrombosis when he woke up at night, and lost consciousness.Aunt Wang found it when she went to the toilet, and immediately called the emergency call.Currently being rescued.

Yang Zheng's head turned white instantly, and fear quickly climbed to the top of his heart.Her feet were weak, and she fell into Chen Nianen's arms when she stepped back.

Chen Nianen looked at her worriedly.

Yang Zheng was a little choked up when he spoke, and his lips trembled: "Grandpa..."

Yang Zheng didn't blink, just said two words, tears fell down.

"Grandpa is rescuing."

Chen Nianen tried to calm down, and she took Yang Zheng into her arms.

Yang Zheng turned around and wrapped her arms around her neck, trembling.

"I want to go back to Lin'an..." Yang Zheng suppressed his emotions, maintaining the last sliver of reason: "When is the fastest flight?"

Chen Nianen immediately called Xiao Xu to investigate and asked the driver to take them to the airport.

Yang Zheng and Chen Nianen didn't have time to pack their luggage, so they changed their clothes and set off.

Yang Zheng's palms were covered with cold sweat, Chen Nianen looked at her profile, very worried.

The earliest flight was at five o'clock, and Yang Zheng and Chen Nianen were waiting at the airport after three o'clock.

An hour or so is really long.

Every second stretched into a minute, and every minute stretched into an hour.

Yang Zheng pretended to be rational and strong.Her eyes were red, but she stopped crying. She remained silent, but her hands were shaking slightly.

But Chen Nian'en knew that she was Yang Zheng's only support now.

In the face of such things, all words are pale, and they all remain silent.

When Yang Zheng arrived at the Affiliated Hospital of Linyi, the red light in the emergency room was still on.

Yang Jingcheng and Ms. Meng waited on the bench holding Mrs. Yuanyi's hand.

The operation is over.

There is a four-hour optimal rescue period for sudden cerebral infarction.It had been nearly four hours since Aunt Wang found Shen Zishan.

A hemolysis operation can be performed within six hours for cerebral infarction, and the success rate is only half.

Younger people may choose conservative treatment, lose their ability to take care of themselves, and spend the rest of their lives in hospital beds.

Shen Zishan is nearly ninety years old, whether it is conservative treatment or hemolytic surgery, the success rate is very low.

It was quiet outside the operating room, no one knew how fierce the fight with death was in the operating room.

At 21:[-] the red light in the emergency room went out.

Yang Zheng's eyes trembled, and they landed on the tired looking doctor.

The doctor walked over slowly, with a serious expression on his face.There was remorse and regret in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, the person... was not rescued."

Yang Zheng had a dull pain in his heart.

She slumped on the bench.

Mrs. Yuanyi was supported by Yang Jingcheng and Ms. Meng, unable to sit down on her knees.

Neither the Yang family nor Shen Yuanyi cried.

With tears in their eyes, they slowly accepted this fact in shock and grief.

Doctors are not gods.

They blazed a trail in the thorns of death, leaving the hope of life for the patients.

The death of a patient brings them as much grief as their family members.

At the end, the old lady Yuan Yi and the Yang family expressed their gratitude to the doctor who sat in a corner and rescued Shen Zishan for half a night.

The doctor's eyes were red because of their understanding.

After seven o'clock, the media swarmed here.

The browser's headline changed to "The only person since the Republic of China——Shen Zishan, died at 88:[-] today at the age of [-]."

Shen Zishan's Baidu Encyclopedia photo turned gray and white.The red candle in the corner was lit by countless people.

Chen Nianen didn't leave, she kept guarding Yang Zheng.

The grieving Yang family did not have the energy to ask her identity.

She has been taking care of Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng's performance outside the emergency room was not violent.She thanked the doctor, bid farewell to Shen Zishan's body, and responded to the media interview numbly.

After dealing with everything, Yang Zheng didn't take the elevator and went downstairs through the safe passage.

When she was about to reach the emergency door on the first floor, Yang Zheng paused. She turned her head slowly and looked at Chen Nianen who was following her, with tears slowly shining in her eyes.

Chen Nianen hugged her distressedly.

Yang Zheng's tears wet Chen Nianen's neck.Chen Nianen hugged her, tears also fell.

Yang Zheng tried his best to suppress his choked sobs, sobbing softly.

No one knew how sad she was.

When Yang Zhi died, Yang Zheng was 12 years old. She hugged the guqin left by her grandfather, locked the door, and cried loudly.

Shen Zishan stood guard outside the door for a long time.

Yang Zheng opened the door, and Shen Zishan hunched over and squatted stiffly in front of her.

He stroked Yang Zheng's disheveled hair and said, "Life and death are compulsory courses in life."

"Mencius said: 'The big block bears me in shape, labors me to live, loses me to old age, and rests me to death. Therefore, the one who is good at my life is also good at my death'" After a pause, Shen Zishan said: "Your grandfather I often praise you for being smart, do you know the meaning of this sentence?"

Yang Zheng shook his head.

"We live in a world where everyone lives and everyone dies. This is the norm. Death is another form of life."

"Your grandpa just changed his way and will always be by your side."

Life is also the disciple of death, and death is also the beginning of life.

Yang Zheng understood this truth.

Shen Zishan spent half his life in peace and happiness.

88 years old is a long life, and there are not many diseases in old age.

It's joy and mourning.

But why is Yang Zheng still so sad?

In Chen Nianen's arms, she cried like a child.

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The author has something to say:

"Life is also death, and death is also the beginning of life. Who knows the history." From "Zhuangzi·Knowing the North Journey"

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