Life Has No Joy, Death Has No Fear

Not bad?

What kind of "not bad" was that supposed to be!

Luo Yan clenched his fists, feeling a deep sense of helplessness.

Watching the lives of those around him slip away while being powerless to do anything about it made him feel unbearably miserable.

The others were suffering too, and Bai's eyes were especially red.

Just then, Xiao Shi came over and said quietly, "Principal, the doctor's out."

Pan Renfeng immediately left Luo Yan and the others behind and went to the operating room.

Luo Yan and the others followed as well. A doctor walked out of the operating room and removed his cap.

Pan Renfeng immediately asked, "Doctor, how is the patient?"

The doctor glanced at the people in the waiting area and said quietly, "Let's talk over there."

Luo Yan watched as Pan Renfeng followed the doctor into the distance. After speaking for a while, Pan Renfeng returned.

The principal's expression was grim as he looked at everyone. "Fenghua is temporarily out of danger. He'll be transferred to a regular ward later."

"After about a week of observation, he should be discharged."

"But..."

Pan Renfeng sighed. "His condition is only temporarily stable, and it could relapse at any time."

"And once it relapses, I'm afraid he'll never wake up again."

"But even if he remains stable, in the best-case scenario, Fenghua will only be able to stay with us for another year."

The waiting area fell silent.

Xiao Shi's face was pale. He retreated repeatedly, then pulled out a cigarette and bit it between his lips.

But the hand holding the lighter kept trembling, so he couldn't get it lit no matter how many times he tried.

"How could this happen?"

Zhao Yidan crouched by the wall, clutching her head. "This shouldn't be happening. Teacher Wei is