Chapter Eighty-Six: Secret Leaked

She lowered her head, looked at the low tombstone, and gently placed the wreath on it, tears streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Why? She desperately asked herself in her heart, why did life make such a huge joke on herself, isn't the news that the principal has cancer tragic enough?

There was silence around, only the wind answered her, a few days ago this child was still alive in front of him, and now he has been buried in the soil, and he really responded to Su Shi's poem, the old monk has died into a new tower.

She wiped her tears desperately, got up, and left the cemetery, a place that was so heart-wrenching that you wish that the man lying in the dirt would turn into a ghost and come out to see you again.

Central Hospital, ICU Intensive Care Unit.

"Xiao Cai, don't be so sad. People are going to die after all. The old headmaster leaned on the pillow, and his voice seemed very vicissitudes, "It's just pity for that child." ā€

In fact, Teacher Cai did not tell the principal about the child's death, because she knew that telling her at the juncture was undoubtedly the last fatal blow to him, and the child was still young, and the principal did not want the child to know that he was going to die.

"After I'm gone, you must take care of the child." The old principal touched Mr. Cai's hair, as if touching his father's daughter's head, "Don't always think about me, I am definitely not the only person in this world who can see your essence clearly, you are still so young, there are infinite possibilities in the future." ā€

"Don't be so pessimistic." Teacher Cai put his hand on the white hospital bed: "I won't die so soon, no." ā€

"I know my body best." The old principal coughed twice: "There's no need, this kind of life is actually dead, but it hasn't been buried in the soil yet, and it's a waste of your energy and time." ā€

"What do you say, you can say this kind of thing."

"I'm not kidding." The principal's expression was a little serious: "In fact, many people in this world died very early, and they were only buried in the soil when they were old. If we live without any ideals and pursuits, what is the difference between death and death? ā€

"But..." Teacher Cai tried to refute this view, but was interrupted by the principal.

"There's nothing more to it than that, I can see you've been very sad and stressed lately. In this case, it will be very meaningless, and I will be very distressed, so don't pay too much attention to me, take good care of the children is what you should pay attention to. If you have to say that you have to do something for me, take my place, become the principal of E Middle School, and build this school perfectly, which can be regarded as the fulfillment of my last wish. ā€

"School... Headmaster?! Teacher Cai raised his head and looked at the man lying on the hospital bed in front of him with a surprised expression: "I'm going to be the principal?" No, absolutely not. ā€

"Why not? I haven't tried it yet, and I say I can't do it. The old headmaster coughed twice in pain: "Believe in yourself." ā€

"But I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'm going to destroy this school." Teacher Cai's voice was a little aggrieved.

At this time, the nurse walked in from the side and glanced at Mr. Cai: "It's time to change the water." ā€

Teacher Cai nodded knowingly, stood up and was about to leave, when the principal suddenly called out to her behind her.

"Xiao Cai, this position is given to you, think about it again."

Teacher Cai turned around, nodded to the principal, and motioned for him to hang the water properly. Then he turned around and walked out of the room.

"What's the location?" The nurse told him that she had been in charge of this patient for the past few days, and she also knew that he was the principal of E Middle School.

The principal glanced at her and smiled slightly: "What do you say I do?" ā€

"Headmaster?" The nurse flicked the tube with her finger so that the last few drops of the potion flowed down the plastic tube into his body.

"Yes, this little girl is still very capable, but she doesn't know it."

The nurse didn't reply, she quickly hung the new bottle of medicine on the shelf, and quickly put the infusion tube into the new medicine bottle: "Okay, you rest, this bottle of medicine should be the last bottle today, it is recommended that it is best to sleep, this bottle of medicine may be a little hypnotic." ā€

"Okay, thank you." The principal smiled and nodded at the nurse.

"Don't be so pessimistic, everything will be fine." The nurse grabbed the case at his bedside and comforted her: "I think that girl is still quite strong." ā€

"yes, I think so too." The headmaster slowly closed his eyes, as if he were asleep.

The nurse turned and walked out the door. It was just one patient in her busy day, and she didn't have much time to delay, and she walked back to the nurse's station, only to find a little boy standing at the counter, wearing a school uniform, as if he had just finished school.

"Kid, who are you looking for?" The nurse came up to greet him.

"Hello, I would like a pack of cotton swabs." The boy showed his wrist with a new scar on it, apparently freshly bruised, probably by a careless walk.

"Okay, you wait a minute." The nurse turned around and went into the pharmacy and took a pack of sterile cotton swabs to him: "Look at the school uniform, you are in E, is there anything wrong with coming to the hospital?" ā€

"Come and see the principal." The boy's voice was cold. The nurse was suddenly treating the wound in a very fast and correct way, as if he had done something like this many times: "Do you know which ward he is in?" ā€

"Over there, at the end of the hallway." The nurse pointed her finger: "But he seems to be falling asleep, I just changed the water for him." ā€

"Okay, thanks." The boy nodded, "Is he dying?" If he died, wouldn't there be no headmaster in our school? ā€

"What do you say?" The nurse frowned slightly, the boy's tone didn't seem like a joke, it sounded very uncomfortable: "You can rest assured, there will be a principal, even if you can't continue to be the principal now, there will be a new principal." ā€

"Oh? Is it a woman? The boy raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was interested in what she had to say.

"Well, I guess so." The nurse thought back to what the patient had just said and nodded.

"Okay, thank you for the swab." The boy threw the used swab into the trash: "Since you want me not to disturb him, then I'll come back another day." See you next time you have a chance. ā€

"Goodbye." The nurse was a little confused, what a strange boy, he actually said that he would say goodbye to him, did he have anything good to meet him?

But she didn't have time to think about it, because it was time for the next patient to change the water.