Chapter 833: Medical Academic Genius Chapter 830: Final Wish!

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

Chen Xixian's single unemotional "also" made Luo Tingzhu's eyes well up with tears too; she patted Chen Xixian's back and soothed, "Grandpa Chen is just tired, he wants to rest now, it's alright, he can rest properly now, it's alright……"

Luo Tingzhu knew Chen Xixian needed comfort right now; she had experienced something similar, so she could do slightly better than the family members who had comforted her back then.

"This is a white joyous occasion, our grandpa lived to a ripe old age……" Luo Tingzhu continued.

Luo Tingzhu had never met her own grandpa, but more fortunately, during her time in Enshi, her relationship with Chen Xixian was quite good, so Chen Song the old master doted on her more as well.

After all, to Chen Song, one more granddaughter meant one more source of amusement.

Chen Guangbai naturally didn't go out the door; as Chen Song's eldest son and only son, there were many things he needed to arrange, and quite a few guests to entertain.

Admittedly he had a good relationship with Fang Ziye, and Chen Song also had a good relationship with Fang Ziye, but there was no need to personally go out to welcome him.

"Chen Xixian, let's go take a look at Old Master Chen together! ~"

"Although we came late, we all want to see him."

Fang Ziye took the initiative to say, and he, also somewhat saddened, wiped the corners of his eyes: "Actually you should have told us earlier."

Fang Ziye's mood right now was very complex.

He was truly very sad, but in Fang Ziye's heart, there was none of that gut-wrenching feeling about 'family members' passing away described in books, and even in Fang Ziye's memories, there were no page-like flashbacks of the past.

Instead, Fang Ziye felt that the times he could remember with Old Master Chen Song were all fragmented, a certain partial clip, a certain moment's clear face.

Beyond that, there was nothing else……

The modes of expression in TV dramas are ultimately higher than real life.

As Chen Xixian brought him to the front of the mourning hall, Fang Ziye discovered that Chen Guangbai had chosen the funeral style closest to the local customs, this might also be a custom engraved into the local people of Enshi.

White mourning hall, black coffin, the coffin's material was the best.

The coffin lid was not covered……

In front of the coffin, there were people singing "Three Stick Drums", the content Chen Song fundamentally didn't know.

Beside the bamboo-structured house, there were also many people chatting and laughing, playing cards, playing mahjong, talking and laughing cheerfully.

Including Chen Guangbai himself, he was joking with relatives and friends, as if Chen Song's departure had fundamentally not affected him in the slightest.

Fang Ziye's hearing was extremely good; at this moment Chen Song was conversing with his paternal cousins: "Heard Xiaolu got into Zhejiang University? That's the best grades in our clan……"

"During that period I was a bit busy, my dad's health wasn't good either, so I didn't come drink the snow wine…… next time there's a chance, I'll definitely give this paternal grandniece a big red envelope."

Chen Song had brothers, Chen Guangbai didn't.

This paternal cousin of his married early, was only six years older than him, yet his granddaughter was already in university, while his own daughter Chen Xixian didn't even have a partner yet.

"Guangbai ah, speaking of promise, Uncle Chen Song and you Guangbai are the most promising in our clan, whether in business or military, that's all top-tier! ~"

"Our Chen Family having today's life is all thanks to Uncle Chen Song's fortune."

"Only a pity, the other nephews of our branch are all unfilial, no capability, not many went to university……"

Someone called Chen Guangbai "Yao Yao" (Uncle), Chen Guangbai enthusiastically replied.

And Chen Guangbai also greeted Fang Ziye from afar, then continued accompanying his paternal cousin to chat.

Chen Xixian brought Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu to the front of the coffin, the two each performed the junior's rite.

The popular junior's rite in Enshi is kneeling before the coffin, burning incense and paper money, seeing the elder off on their final journey.

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu knelt side by side, without any reluctance.

No matter what, Chen Song truly deserved this kneeling from the two; even if Chen Song wasn't Fang Ziye's elder, his mentorship of Fang Ziye was not comparable to ordinary clan elders.

After Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu each muttered farewell words for a while, Chen Xixian also asked if the two had eaten.

Fang Ziye had no appetite, looked at Luo Tingzhu, and said: "I'm fine, but Tingzhu is probably a bit hungry."

"There's food in the kitchen at the back……" Chen Xixian took Luo Tingzhu and left.

It was while Fang Ziye was kneeling that Chen Guangbai ended his talk with his paternal cousin and walked over from afar.

Along the way, quite a few acquaintances from the sanatorium greeted Chen Guangbai, telling him to bear up.

Before Chen Song's mourning hall, incense and paper should burn all night without cease, someone is responsible for burning there continuously, the paper money beside it can be quantified as at least several hundred catties.

"Ziye, you came, hard work for you." Chen Guangbai approached and patted Fang Ziye's arm.

Fang Ziye's voice was low: "Uncle, sorry, today another teacher who was very good to me also passed away, I went to see him off first, so I arrived a bit late."

Chen Guangbai didn't mind: "But you still chose to stay up all night here, not there."

"You were also caught in a dilemma."

Fang Ziye finally voiced his struggle: "Uncle, why was there no warning at all this time? Why didn't you tell me?"

The news of Chen Song's passing came very suddenly.

But it definitely wasn't a sudden onset of illness, this Fang Ziye could guarantee.

Otherwise Chen Xixian couldn't be that "calm", she should have also made psychological preparations in advance.

"The elderly don't take tendons and bones as ability, my dad he finally got old."

"Failing to healthily pass a hundred is his lifelong regret, besides that, there isn't too much regret either."

"Even if Ziye you came once more, ultimately you couldn't escape this result."

"We can already confirm, even if he could survive he'd have to pay a price."

"For my dad, being unable to practice medicine anymore, this made life and death not as good……" Chen Guangbai spoke very calmly.

Chen Song one was not an accidental death, two was not a sudden disease.

Chen Guangbai is also a doctor; he knows that rather than painfully languishing on a sickbed, it's better to leave freely, that's even more peaceful, and for Chen Song it's also a kind of deliverance.

Fang Ziye's mouth corner twitched slightly; he could also understand Chen Song and Chen Guangbai.

Even so, Fang Ziye was thinking: if it were his own parents?

It was not that Fang Ziye cursed his own parents, but if his own parents had such a day, how would he choose then?

Would he choose selfishness, leaving himself a way out, or openly let his parents leave?

This multiple-choice question was hard to choose.

No matter how he chose, it was right; no matter how he chose, it was wrong.

Chen Guangbai said: "Moreover, this time, my father was determined to let us see the result more directly, so he said he would not fuss anymore this time."

"Until now, at least one thing can be confirmed: that Dead Pulse cannot escape death, and after Dead Pulse appears, one will truly die."

"It's just that the price paid is a bit high."

"But this way, I estimate it is what he would most like to see, after all?"

"Only this way can his faith not collapse."