Chapter 2772: with translation of chapter title

Soon, Xiao Kai felt the thump-thump-thump sound of his own heartbeat.

Originally the quiet room still had the TV making sound, but in Xiao Kai's ears there was only the rustling background noise and the sound of his heartbeat echoing; he directly ignored what was being reported on the TV.

It seemed only a few seconds had passed, and he felt the Blood Vessel in his head throbbing with his heartbeat, each throb as if an invisible sharp knife were piercing his skull, and the knife also stirred inside his brain.

So painful…

Xiao Kai wanted to cover his head with his hand; past experience told him that doing so should make it a bit better.

But his hands felt as heavy as a thousand jin, unable to lift; no matter how hard he tried, the simple act of raising his hand seemed an impossible task.

His mind was a blank brightness; Xiao Kai felt regret, thinking that medicines are all poisonous, he must have been poisoned! He felt time passing very slowly, very slowly, countless past events unfolded in his mind like a revolving lantern, constantly flashing before his eyes.

Is this the rhythm of his own death? Xiao Kai no longer had the capacity for any thought; he could only passively feel, feeling the severe pain in his head, even more painful than the precordial area; feeling his limbs weak and limp; feeling the descent of death.

A sensation of Swelling and numbness spread through his limbs and bones, heavy as if countless lead weights had fallen; it also felt as if his Blood Vessel and muscles were filled entirely with blood. Bright red blood surged continuously through his body until it stagnated, ceasing to flow.

Simply… too terrifying, is this the feeling of death? Xiao Kai had this thought.

Between life and death there is great dread, not felt in ordinary health, but now Xiao Kai finally understood something.

His desire to survive was so strong that he exerted all his strength to open his eyes.

An action usually simple now seemed as hard as climbing to heaven; even this simple motion seemed to burn too much energy, causing a problem with cardiac blood supply, and the precordial pain worsened continuously with the eye-opening motion.

Can't continue like this, I need help, I need help!

Xiao Kai overcame his fear, suppressed the precordial pain, and struggled to open his eyes.

However, the first thing that met his eyes were his hands, both hands bright red, as if just taken from a pool of blood, about to drip bright blood at any moment.

These are all hallucinations; Xiao Kai couldn't afford to pay attention to them, he exerted all his strength to move his right hand, to grab the phone within reach, summoning his assistant to come in and send him to Hospital.

Between life and death, he no longer could worry about that much.

No matter how much money you earn, you need a life to spend it; things like not going to Hospital, medicines being poisonous, media reports, being despised by people—all that is later talk, only possible on the premise that one is still alive.

Dead, everything is gone.

Although moving his fingers forward felt like an invisible pair of hands gripping his heart trying to tear it open, Xiao Kai no longer had the luxury to consider that; he desperately struggled to stay conscious, not to faint, while also straining to reach out and approach the phone.

1 cm, 1 cm of approaching the phone, as if grasping his last hope.

But the rustling sound in his ears had gradually grown louder, like at a construction site, all that entered his ears was Noise.

Meanwhile, the thump-thump-thump sound of his heartbeat, unknown when it began, grew fainter until it could no longer be heard.

Before his eyes a white light appeared, as if the entire building had instantaneously vanished, or as if a ray of light had shone in from another dimension, falling upon Xiao Kai's body. (Note 1)

The white light was so rich; perhaps describing it as milky white would be more fitting.

All previous worries and anguish no longer existed; bathed in this white light, Xiao Kai felt somewhat dazed, he could no longer think, merely sensing by instinct that this was not bad.

His whole body felt like soaking in warm water, warm and very comfortable; previous Fatigue swept away, all worries and anxieties vanished. He had forgotten to grab the phone, call for help, go to Hospital for emergency rescue.

Xiao Kai felt his whole body had flown up, wandering in carefree air; the air in the white light was so fresh, so refreshing to the heart and lungs.

But in reality, sitting at the desk, reaching for his phone, Xiao Kai's hands were crimson red, the peripheral Capillary extremely dilated; he maintained a strange posture, like a statue.

In just a few seconds, his whole body seemed to have had its Bone drained, turning into a puddle of mud, collapsing limp on the ground.

The carpet was soft, absorbing most of the impact force, even producing hardly any sound.

He just collapsed like that, his facial expression very calm, without a trace of pain.

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Xiao Kai's assistant was in the next room, watching the TV report on Xiao Kai, feeling extremely uneasy. This was a major event shaking the foundation of the entire Meridians tapping therapy! It needed to be handled promptly, the sooner the better.

How to do crisis PR? He didn't know.

Before he had encountered similar situations, but this time was completely different; since coming to Di Du and meeting that young Zheng Lao Ban, everything that happened had contradicted his previous worldview, becoming unfamiliar.

In the dark, it seemed as if an invisible pair of hands controlled everything, making previously smooth public relations become futile.

After seeing reporters say they would conduct an in-depth report, the assistant then hesitantly picked up the phone, wanting to ask Master Xiao's opinion, to see what he wanted to do.

But the assistant did not dial immediately; Master Xiao's temper was not so good. In front of his students he was very gentle, after all they were wallets; only harmony brings wealth, this is Master Xiao's long-held principle.

After thinking for a full Minute, the assistant finally dialed.

No one answered; the assistant could already picture Xiao Kai furiously smashing things. Last time at the British Court… no, Master Xiao couldn't be ill, could he!

The assistant redialed while going to find service staff to open the door.

After a few more minutes, when the assistant opened the room door, he saw Xiao Kai, Master Xiao, lying prone on the ground, motionless, as if dead.

When a basin of cold water was poured over his head, the assistant was dazed. Or the service staff stepped forward, checked, found he still had breath, dialed the Emergency Rescue Service phone, and waited for rescue.

While waiting for him, he also put away the bottle of Nitroglycerin on the table.

This stuff must not be seen by reporters; the assistant thought he was quite a clever little devil, still remembering this even now.

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Note 1: This is the self‑account of a patient who survived a myocardial infarction coma after stent placement. Using it here is not very fitting; massive oral Nitroglycerin is another manifestation, but it is still used, so I explain it here.