They looked at their classmates sitting in the class and showed envious expressions.

Why aren't they in the same class as Gong Yu?

At the same time, Mo Yun has also become the opposite of their attention.

Mo Yun is so happy, to have such a smart and interesting friend as Gong Yu, no wonder in such a short period of time, his grades have become the top ten in the school.

Just as everyone was listening so intoxicated, a dull thump accompanied by the sound of chairs falling.

Immediately afterwards, Zuo Yunfeng's anxious roar resounded throughout the campus.

"Brother Yu, Teacher Liu fainted-"

At the moment when Liu Xiaodan fainted, Gong Yu had already dropped the book, teleported to Liu Xiaodan's side, and caught her fallen figure.

Although everyone was surprised how Gong Yu came to the back of the classroom so quickly from the podium, no one thought deeply about it in such a hurry.

"Teacher Liu, wake up, wake up, wake up ......"

When Gong Yu caught Liu Xiaodan, she had already fallen into a coma, and her body was cold, as if she was in an ice vault.

She carefully put Liu Xiaodan on the ground so that Liu Xiaodan could lie flat.

Gong Yu briefly checked Liu Xiaodan's body and found that her pulse was very weak, her heart had stopped beating, and her breathing had also stopped.

This is a sign of death.

How could it be so sudden.

At this moment, a teacher shouted and rushed forward, "Teacher Liu, this is lung cancer, and her medicine is in her pocket." ”

Gong Yu touched Liu Xiaodan's clothes pocket.

Sure enough, a combination of drugs was found.

Without thinking, she poured out a pill and stuffed it into Liu Xiaodan's mouth.

But Liu Xiaodan had stopped breathing and couldn't swallow at all.

Even if Gong Yu took first aid measures, it would not help.

Grief permeated the classroom.

The people in the other classrooms also heard about the change here and ran over one after another.

Someone called the emergency number, but by the time the ambulance came, Liu Xiaodan was afraid that he would have died long ago.

"Teacher Liu has always felt unwell, but because of his heavy schoolwork, he has not been to the hospital for check-up. Just a month ago, she suddenly fell into a coma in the office and rushed to the hospital only to find out that it was terminal lung cancer. ”

One of the teachers was already crying when he said this.

"As teachers, we have to inhale a lot of chalk ash every day, which often causes discomfort in the nose and throat, and we don't have much time to go to the hospital, so we can only rely on drinking more water to alleviate it."

Speaking of this, many teachers silently shed tears.

Not only for Liu Xiaodan, but also for themselves, for all the diligent educators in the world.

Even though they knew about the dangers of chalk, they had to keep using it.

The moment they become people's teachers, they are ready to dedicate their lives to the cause of education.

"The doctor had already hospitalized Mr. Liu, but Mr. Liu insisted on continuing to come to class."

"She said that her student was about to take the high school entrance examination, and she must not fail at this time."

"Even if she died, she wanted to die in the cause of education, which she loved all her life, instead of dying in a hospital bed, being inserted into her body by a bunch of cold instruments, and dying meaninglessly."

As he spoke, not only the teachers couldn't help crying, but the students also lowered their heads in guilt and cried silently.

No wonder Teacher Liu suddenly pushed them so hard.

It's all for them!

But are they still complaining?

If there are teachers who are willing to give up their lives for them, why should they complain about the heavy workload of their studies?