There was a long beep of "Di", and the machine issued an early warning sound.
"Doctor! Come and see the doctor!" Wan Qing was so anxious that she ran outside the ward and shouted without even bothering to ring the bell.
The red light outside the emergency room was on, and in the dark corridor, Huai Ru and Wan Qing's faces were full of indescribable depression and tension. Wan Qing really felt that her chest was tight, so she simply walked to the side and opened the side door to take a breath on the platform.
Unknowingly, snowflakes fell profusely on the top of the head, shaking down from the sky like goose feathers all over the sky. The air was cold, snow fell on Wan Qing's cheeks, it was cold and humid, especially biting.
Along with the wind, the snow set off one wave after another in the sky, undulating and ups and downs, completely stirring up the entire drowsy sky.
Wan Qing leaned out and stretched her hands out of the railing, trying to catch the snowflakes one by one. But as soon as the snow fell into the palm of his hand, it turned into water, and had no intention of staying in the world at all.
Gradually, Wan Qing's eyelashes were covered with snow beads. In the blur of water and light, she vaguely saw that the red light in the emergency room had gone out. She hurriedly walked into the room, her steps were a little staggering.
"Teacher Zhang, he's gone" Huai Ruyu choked up.
Not far away, the doctor took off the disposable surgical gloves and medical mask, and Wan Qing walked up unconsciously: "Doctor"
"I'm sorry, we did our best." The doctor's face was full of dignity.
Wan Qing stared blankly at the scene through the crack of the door. At that time, Zhang Xingzhi was lying on the cold operating table, motionless.
"The leopard next to the West Peak has never been swallowed by other animals, but it has been dried and frozen. It is still it, and has never changed"
Zhang Xingzhi's words kept ringing in Wan Qing's ears, and she felt an uncontrollable sadness welling up in her heart, making her shiver uncontrollably.
"Wan Qing?" Huai Ru patted Wan Qing's shoulder heavily in a nasal voice. When Wan Qing turned around, her tears were like broken beads, the big and small beads wet the shawl.
"Why did the teacher leave just like that" Wan Qing cried, her head buried in Huai Ru's chest, but she couldn't say any more words in her weeping.
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Zhang Xingzhi's last wish was not to have a memorial service, nor any bustling ceremony. After being cremated into ashes, they are thrown into the rolling river to end this life.
Under the setting sun, Wan Qing stood at the bow of the boat, watched the pieces of white ash that had fallen into the river, and murmured to Huai Ru: "The French poet Musset once said that there is a bird on the sea, but its temperament is very strange." Kindly, as long as it sees young birds that are not being fed, it will even devote itself to feeding these birds by hurting its own body."
"Mr. Zhang is such a kind bird. He devoted his whole life to the cause of science, exhausted his efforts, and sacrificed his own health in exchange for all progress. He should have been a strong man. Otherwise, we wouldn¡¯t be able to stick to our ideals and return to China to make sacrifices under the humiliation that could not be explained.¡±
"But who would have guessed that it was the violent wind and rain, the wind and the sun that were too destructive, and the illness withered Mr. Zhang's vitality. Huai Ru, sometimes I have to think whether fate is too cruel for Mr. Zhang ?¡±
Huai Ru's heart was full of pain, and he felt even more uncomfortable when he heard Wan Qing's words. But Wan Qing is already sad enough, if you add salt to the wound in her heart, who wouldn't cry out that it hurts?
"Wan Qing, if Mr. Zhang is still here, he probably doesn't want to see you and me with sad brows. You are right, he is not only the seabird who dedicated his life, but also the one on the snow mountain. A leopard. The hyenas that died under the snow-capped mountains were eliminated and devoured by nature. Once they come to this world, they will leave nothing behind.¡±
"The leopard is different. It has become a monument on the top of the mountain. Time will never forget it, and people will never forget it. It will always be the only spiritual place on the highest peak."
Huai Ru follows Wan Qing's eyes and gazes into the distance. The burning sunset is so thick that it cannot be melted away in the sky. It is not only the deepest power, but also an indelible imprint (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com