Chapter 154 Chapter 154: Will A Miracle Truly Happen?
Chapter 154: Will A Miracle Truly Happen?
After several hours of high-pressure emergency treatment, Su Tao’s heartstrings vibrated countless times with the comings and goings of the doctors. She had been fantasizing all along.
What if? What if?
She believed Xiaocheng’s death was merely her own unilateral judgment, and the doctors were still trying, perhaps to “bring Xiaocheng back from the dead” just like last time.
But...
“What do you mean by ‘I’m sorry’?”
Su Tao stood before Professor Su, reaching out to grab her collar, screaming hysterically, “Professor Su, what exactly do you mean by ‘I’m sorry’?”
“Please don’t talk like that, okay...?”
“Xiaocheng still has hope, right?”
“You’re just tricking me, aren’t you? You always like to joke around, and this time, it must be a joke, right?”
The hand Su Tao had used to grab Professor Su’s collar loosened heavily, and her head slowly and powerlessly sank into Professor Su’s embrace.
“Why... why couldn’t you save her? Aren’t you doctors? Aren’t you doctors...?”
“Ugh...”
One hand clutched at the sleeve on Professor Su’s back.
Clutching tightly.
Her sobbing resumed, but Su Tao couldn’t shed any tears.
“I’m sorry.”
Professor Su repeated, reaching out to embrace Su Tao, wanting to offer the girl, who had reached her limit, a trace of warmth and care.
But to Su Tao, that embrace felt so cold.
Only Xiaocheng’s embrace was warm.
But she was gone!
Her sobs and whimpers gradually diminished. She hadn't had a drop of water for a long time, holding on by a single breath until this moment.
And when her world collapsed, she could no longer hold on.
She collapsed into Professor Su’s embrace.
Her face still showed agony and regret.
Professor Su bit her lip hard, then wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye before waving over a junior nurse.
“Take her to rest. And observe her condition. Wake me up immediately when she comes to, understood?”
The junior nurse helped Su Tao and looked at Professor Su with some concern. “Professor, you should also go rest soon.”
However, Professor Su merely waved her hand, signaling for the junior nurse to leave first.
Only then did she sit down beside Dongfang Yang, covering her face in regret.
Dongfang Yang felt a bitter taste in his mouth, and an urge to cry. “Professor Su... is there really no other way?”
Professor Su lifted her gaze to Dongfang Yang, slowly shaking her head. “Actually, Miss Chi had no signs of life when she was brought to the hospital. We merely... merely tried our best to revive her while removing the bullet.”
“The bullet grazed her heart. Although it was incredibly difficult to remove, the power of the sniper rifle was still too great. If it had been an ordinary bullet...”
No, there was no ‘what if.’
The incident had already happened. Chi Xiaocheng’s heart had stopped beating, and the possibility of apparent death due to shock had been ruled out.
Professor Su bit her lip. “As a doctor, I shouldn’t say anything imprecise, but if she still had a chance to wake up, it would only be if a miracle happened.”
Dongfang Yang looked at Professor Su in confusion. “Her heart has already been confirmed to have stopped beating. What kind of miracle could bring someone back from the dead?”
This wasn’t a fantasy world, and there was no magic. Nor were there immortal lords who could grasp something and instantly refine it.
As a young master, Dongfang Yang had access to things ordinary people did not: the limits of humanity in this world, martial arts masters from certain family lineages.
At their peak, they could only use feats of agility to dodge a bullet. There was simply no such thing as the fantasy or cultivation elements found in novels.
Professor Su perked up slightly, explaining to Dongfang Yang, “I told you before, didn’t I? The cells in Miss Chi’s body are much more active than those of an ordinary person. This is actually a very unusual phenomenon.”
“And now, Miss Chi’s heart has stopped beating, many neurons are damaged, and her life force is severed, yet the cells in her body remain active.”
Professor Su clenched her fists tightly. “If, and I mean if, those cells can remain active and self-repair Miss Chi’s body, perhaps... perhaps when a miracle happens, she truly could wake up?”
She was a doctor; she shouldn’t be thinking this way.
But when a person truly despairs, don’t they desperately grasp at any glimmer of hope, however faint or even unreachable?
Dongfang Yang fell silent for a long time after hearing her.
His rationality told him that such a miracle couldn’t happen.
But his emotions stirred a tiny spark of hope within him.
Professor Su looked in the direction where the junior nurse had led Su Tao away, forcibly suppressing her emotions to make herself rational, and said slowly, “Actually, what’s more important now is Miss Su.”
“Just a moment ago, her condition was very bad. Her emotional breakdown has brought her to the brink. Do you know what I fear most?”
“I’m afraid she will lose the will to live.”
The dead cannot be brought back to life.
Chi Xiaocheng was truly gone.
But the problems she left behind forced Professor Su to take them seriously.
Su Tao herself was the most difficult problem to solve.
Normally, Dongfang Yang would have refuted Professor Su, saying Su Tao was strong and wouldn’t easily harm herself.
But recalling the scene at Chi Xiaocheng’s home, Dongfang Yang hesitated.
The petite girl collapsed in Su Tao’s arms, and the young woman, unable to accept reality, tasted the crimson and even turned to ask him why that splash of vivid red didn't taste like orange juice.
How could it be orange juice?
Her name was just Xiaocheng; she wasn’t a person made of orange juice!
At that time, Su Tao was already not normal.
Her body couldn’t take it anymore, and her mind was also faltering.
He looked sideways and asked, “Professor, do you have any ideas?”
Professor Su said slowly, “It would be best to find Miss Su a new emotional anchor during this period of treatment and recovery. So, I thought, perhaps that miracle from just now could work.”
“Miracle?”
“Yes.” Professor Su nodded. “We can weave a lie, to make her believe that Miss Chi actually still has a chance to live, even if that possibility is infinitely close to zero.”
“And with this sliver of hope, she won’t give up easily. Everything else, we’ll just let time slowly fade away.”
Or perhaps, this wasn't even a lie itself.
Because a miracle is precisely that: a possibility that is infinitely close to zero, yet still exists.
However, after thinking it over, a hint of unbearable pain appeared on Dongfang Yang’s face. “Wouldn’t that... be too cruel to Su Tao?”
She had already experienced such pain once.
It was already impossible.
Yet they would still have to weave a lie for her.
What if the lie was exposed one day? Even if she had recovered considerably, wouldn't she have to endure such pain again?
He couldn't help but look at Professor Su. “Is there another way? She... she’s suffered enough. I hope she can be happier in the future, rather than living in a cage of her own mind because of such a lie.”
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