The other two classmates knew that he was worried about another person. Ring ring, Pan Shihua took out his phone from the pocket of his white coat and answered the call. "Shihua, I need to tell you something." It was Dad Pan’s voice. In Pan Shihua’s ears, besides his father’s voice, there were cries mixed in. His mother’s, his grandmother’s, and many others’. His eyes faintly reddened. "Your grandpa passed away. The doctor said he passed just a moment before your call." Father Pan, after telling his son this sad news with difficulty, couldn’t help but sob himself, "You know the exact time of his passing, since you are going to be a doctor, you should understand better than us." Grandpa probably knew that he saved someone tonight and was already considering himself a doctor, so he could leave in peace. Pan Shihua’s left hand covered his forehead, his shoulders shook: He had chosen not to rush back to see his grandpa but stayed here to save his classmate’s life. Was it the right decision? Now, he didn’t know. Feeling like he couldn’t bear to watch, thinking of his own mother’s illness, Yue Wentong walked out of the ward. Xie Wanying’s lowered eyes were mournful yet serious. This is why many illnesses need more prevention and early detection. "Dad. I’ll take a leave from school to attend Grandpa’s funeral." Pan Shihua told his father. "Didn’t you say there’s a very important patient on your side?" Dad Pan was a rational person, thinking that his son saving lives there might better fulfill Grandpa’s wishes. The rıghtful source is 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩 "Dad, it’s okay. After tonight’s drainage, my classmate’s condition is turning for the better. In a couple of days, he’ll be transferred to internal medicine for systematic treatment and he’ll recover." Pan Shihua said. "Really?" Dad Pan heard that his son seemed to have done something remarkable and was delighted, calling out to some direction, "Dad, did you hear? Shihua said he saved a patient as a doctor." The Pan family erupted in loud cries, everyone was excitedly telling the deceased Grandpa Pan, "Grandpa, you must’ve heard it, you wanted Shihua to become a doctor, and he is a doctor now." Standing at the door, Yue Wentong’s tears were ready to fall. Now looking back and thinking about it, he was very fortunate his mother was able to wait until he became a doctor. Turning back, he saw that like Xie Wanying, no tears were on Student Pan’s face. Even though deeply saddened, Pan Shihua wouldn’t let himself shed a single tear. Because he was standing here in front of the patient. How could a doctor shed tears in front of a patient? It might lead the patient to mistakenly think their condition was serious. His grandpa wanted him to be a doctor, and he was determined to be a responsible one. After finishing the call with his family, Pan Shihua seemed somewhat calmer and turned to Student Xie saying: "Yingying, if there’s ever a chance, don’t ever give up like I did." His grandpa couldn’t wait until he became a doctor. But he felt that Student Xie’s relatives might be able to wait for her to become a doctor, and she might have the chance to save her own family. Receiving this from Student Pan, Xie Wanying nodded vigorously. She was reborn for this very goal. So much happened tonight, everyone was very tired. By the time they returned to the dormitory, it was almost dawn. Xie Wanying pulled the blanket over her head and slept soundly. He Xiangyu saw her exhausted face and didn’t ask anything, only bought breakfast and left it in the dorm. The next morning, they received a notification from Senior Brother Yu.