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Chapter 294 - 294 0295 Zhang Wei Died

294: Chapter 0295: Zhang Wei Died 294: Chapter 0295: Zhang Wei Died Zhang Wei had spoken those words, his eyes fixed firmly on his father.

If his father didn’t agree, he would die with eyes wide open.

“I, I promise you, I will ensure Ye Qiu dies.”

Zhang Dongliang tightly clasped Zhang Wei’s hand as he spoke.

Soon after, Zhang Wei’s lips revealed a smile, as if to say, Ye Qiu, I’ll be waiting for you in the underworld.

“My son!”

Zhang Wei was already breathless, his hands had dropped, and Liu Ying cried out loudly, rushing over to embrace Zhang Wei’s corpse and weeping bitterly.

Zhang Wei’s body was slowly losing warmth, his heart had stopped beating, and the ECG line had turned flat.

Zhang Dongliang was no longer crying, but, thinking of his son’s last wish, he harbored even more hatred toward Ye Qiu.

He believed that if Ye Qiu had made a move, he surely could have cured Zhang Wei’s illness.

But, Ye Qiu simply was not willing.

Therefore, Zhang Dongliang knew that no matter the cost, he had to take Ye Qiu’s life.

This was a father’s promise to his deceased son.

Outside the ward, Li Qiang, Zhou Tian, Wang Ming, and Wang Peng glanced at each other.

Hearing the cries from inside, the four knew Zhang Wei was no longer among the living.

However, the four had not expected that Zhang Wei, just before his death, had asked his father to take care of them, which made them feel their three years of following Zhang Wei had been worthwhile.

When Zhang Dongliang came out of the ward, Zhou Tian and the others hastily went inside, seeing Liu Ying hugging Zhang Wei and crying her heart out.

“Auntie, the dead cannot be brought back to life, please restrain your grief.”

Li Qiang said.

Liu Ying, wailing, fainted away and was taken by the female nurses to another ward to rest.

Meanwhile, Zhang Wei’s body was first taken to the morgue, where it would stay for one to three days, and then moved from the morgue to the nearby funeral home.

While Zhang Wei’s body was being taken to the morgue, Zhang Dongliang sat on a corridor bench outside the ward, head in hands.

Zhang Wei’s posthumous affairs certainly needed to be arranged, but Zhang Dongliang was more eager to fulfil his son’s dying wish as soon as possible.

He now took out his phone, first to notify relatives and friends, telling them that Zhang Wei was gone and to come over three days later to attend Zhang Wei’s burial ceremony.

Zhang Dongliang called each relative and friend in turn.

Those relatives and friends could not believe that Zhang Wei, who had been perfectly fine until recently, suddenly died of lung cancer?

Most relatives and friends were in disbelief, even thinking Zhang Dongliang was joking.

Once confirmed that Zhang Dongliang was not joking, they finally realized that the son Zhang Dongliang and his wife once took pride in had truly died.

On the phone, those relatives and friends could only offer temporary comfort to Zhang Dongliang, at a loss for what else to say.

After all those calls, what remained was the school’s notification.

Zhang Dongliang picked up the overheated phone and called Li Molian, the class head teacher, who was in her office.

Seeing the call from Zhang Dongliang, she suddenly had a bad premonition.

Last night, Zhang Dongliang had already called her several times, asking her to persuade Ye Qiu to treat Zhang Wei’s illness.

But with the illness being late-stage lung cancer, even if Ye Qiu really had medical skills, it was unlikely to be cured.

So, she thought Zhang Dongliang was really grasping at straws in desperation.

Unexpectedly, now Zhang Dongliang called again.

Li Molian answered and asked, “Mr.

Zhang, how is student Zhang Wei?”

“An hour and a half ago, he passed away.”

Zhang Dongliang said with a hoarse voice.

Dead?

Li Molian was very surprised.

Although she had been mentally prepared for some time,

recently, Zhang Wei was always sick, feeling uncomfortable here and there, which made her suspect that something was seriously wrong with his health.

She had not expected things to become so serious, to the point that he was now gone.

After a moment of silence, Li Molian said, “Mr.

Zhang, Zhang Wei was a good student.

Although he is no longer with us, I will always remember this good student.

You and Miss Liu should not grieve too much.”

“Thank you, Teacher Li.

Three days from now, Xiao Wei will be sent to the funeral home.

If you have time, please come and see him one last time.”

“Mr.

Zhang, I will be there.”

After Zhang Wei and Li Molian finished their phone call, he had notified everyone he needed to, leaving, in his opinion, only three things left to do.

One was Zhang Wei’s posthumous affairs, which could be finished in these days,

another was Zhang Wei’s final wish for Ye Qiu’s life; Zhang Dongliang also wanted Ye Qiu to join his son as soon as possible.

However, the timing for this matter was still unknown.

And the last thing, now that Zhang Wei was gone, and with no children left, if he wanted descendants, he would either continue to try with Liu Ying or have children with another woman.

Taking advantage of the fact that Liu Ying was still able to have children, Zhang Dongliang planned to try for a baby with Liu Ying after the arrangements for Zhang Wei’s death had been completed.

As Zhang Dongliang headed to the ward where Liu Ying was resting, Li Molian, holding that cell phone, put it down, also not expecting that Zhang Wei was really gone.

When the other subject teachers noticed something was off with Li Molian’s expression, they asked, “Teacher Li, what’s wrong?”

Because of the matter with Ye Qiu, Li Molian had already become a senior level three division head and lead Chinese teacher; however, the other teachers still respectfully addressed her as Teacher Li.

“Zhang Wei from my class has just passed away.

I didn’t expect it to be so sudden.

I’m uncertain whether to tell the other students about it—I fear it might affect their mood for the college entrance examination.”

The day before yesterday, Zhang Wei was still taking photos with his classmates; it was hard to believe that today he was gone.

Furthermore, with the college entrance exam only a few days away, Li Molian feared the news would negatively affect the students’ exam spirits.

When the other subject teachers heard this, they too were shocked—after all, Zhang Wei had quite a reputation at Jiangbei No.3 Middle School.

If it hadn’t been for Ye Qiu’s dramatic change, those teachers would still be focusing their attention on Zhang Wei.

“I think you should tell your students.

They will likely find out very soon anyway, and if you tell them in advance, it might help them adjust to the news,” said the humanities teacher.

Li Molian considered this and felt it made sense.

Since Zhang Wei had died, his four closest friends, including Li Qiang, would surely be the first to know, and later they would return to class and inform their fellow students.

As Li Molian walked to Class Three’s classroom and entered, she saw the students intensely focused on their revision; now, only the seats of Zhang Wei and the four friends, including Li Qiang, were empty.

“Students, I have something to share with you all, something to prepare you mentally to adapt to.”

The students put down their pens, and only Ye Qiu knew that Zhang Wei might already be gone, while the others, some of whom had heard rumors of Zhang Wei having late-stage lung cancer, did not believe it.

“Here is the situation: I just received a phone call from Zhang Wei’s father, who said that Zhang Wei has just passed away, quietly.

Before he passed, he wanted to tell his classmates not to worry and to focus on the upcoming exams,” she said.

In fact, Zhang Wei had never said these words; they were additions by Zhang Dongliang and Li Molian.

However, upon hearing this, the students at first did not react; it wasn’t until later that they realized Zhang Wei was dead.

Suddenly, a few girls in the class who had been on good terms with Zhang Wei burst into tears on their desks.