My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 985 - 390: The End of a Cycle, Outmaneuvered

"Over the years, I’ve already found peace in dealing with this matter. When soone makes a mistake, they should take responsibility. The mistake I made requires a lifeti to atone for, the cost is simply too great!"

Dr. Xu’s tone seed calm, yet a deep unwillingness lingered in his eyes.

If that incident hadn’t happened, he would have had a completely different life.

One wrong step destroys a lifeti, necessitating a lifelong redemption, forcing two families to live in pain simultaneously, the punishnt fate imposed on him was exceedingly severe.

Everyone is just human. When encountering such misfortune, all one can do is endure in silence.

Over these years, Dr. Xu could contribute most of his salary to the victim’s family.

This is extrely difficult.

Legally, he doesn’t have to do this.

Yet he has always helped that family in his own way, which is very touching and comndable.

"Teacher’s character has always been upright; I believe heaven will surely give you a chance to turn things around. Perhaps the ti hasn’t co yet, deliberately testing your patience!"

Zhou Can comforted Dr. Xu.

In his heart, he thought that when his dical skills advance to Level 6, which is the Director Level, he might have the ability to help Dr. Xu resolve this matter.

For now, patience is still required.

The car sped along the road, and the two, teacher and student, gradually fell silent, each pondering their thoughts.

In the second morial hall of the Xian Gui Funeral Hall in the north of the city, Director Hu Kan’s morial service was being held.

At this mont, Director Hu’s children, daughters-in-law, and sons-in-law, dressed in mourning attire, had somber expressions as they greeted and sent off various friends, family, and mbers of society who ca to pay their respects.

Their words were of simplicity and brevity in the funeral.

But at Director Hu’s level, even a simple funeral will still have so scale.

Because his own social influence is significant.

Though people co to warm tea, the contributions a person makes in their life inevitably leave so mark in the hearts of many.

Those who benefited from Director Hu, as well as his family and friends, and unit leaders, would all co to offer a wreath or sothing, to pay their respects. Otherwise, it would feel too heartless.

Zhou Can and Dr. Xu walked into the morial hall together.

At the door, Director Hu’s only son, dressed in mourning attire, received the guests.

Zhou Can handed over the wreath he had prepared to the staff at the reception, and Director Hu’s son bowed deeply to him in gratitude.

"Please remain composed!"

Zhou Can shook hands with the other, patting his shoulder.

Dr. Xu simply nodded, then took the incense and stood before the coffin, bowing three tis.

At the final bow, Dr. Xu bent his knees deeply, delaying the straightening of his body.

It was evident his expression was filled with profound pain.

"Teacher, believe that Director Hu knows in his afterlife, seeing your arrival, he would certainly be very pleased. Don’t be too sad and upset."

Zhou Can supported Dr. Xu.

While comforting, his heart too was flooded with grief.

The staff arranged by the Hu family, seeing Dr. Xu’s profound sorrow, also ca over to support and comfort him.

Dr. Xu slowly walked to the coffin, then inserted the incense properly.

Seeing the ice coffin where Director Hu Kan lay in repose, his cheeks trembled, spreading slowly to his lips, yet at so point, his eyes were filled with tears.

"Old Hu, fare well on your journey! Your wish, I will urge Xiao Zhou to fulfill it with utmost effort."

Dr. Xu finally spoke.

This was the final farewell to Director Hu Kan.

After taking care of Dr. Xu’s incense ritual, Zhou Can took incense himself, similarly standing before the coffin, bowing deeply.

"Throughout my life, I had the fortune to receive your teachings and nurturing, all my gratitude can no longer be expressed to you. I promise before your spirit, I will definitely propagate your dical skills and continue to pass down the Stable Knife Technique you created through generations. In Cardiothoracic Surgery, Director Xue Yan has already taken over, rest in peace!"

As Zhou Can stood upright, his eyes were fiercely red.

After completing the incense ritual, Zhou Can gazed at Director Hu in the ice coffin, for a mont, a tide of deep sorrow surged to his heart. After the final farewell, he walked towards the outside of the morial hall.

Director Hu’s son knew that Zhou Can was one of his father’s closest students, hence his attitude towards Zhou Can was exceptionally intimate.

"Dr. Zhou, thank you for coming to pay respects to my father. We are observing my father’s last will, after the body is cremated, it will be scattered into the river, soul returning to the earth."

"That’s also good! Returning to nature in the simplest way, ending a cycle, this was the teacher’s most longed-for resting place."

Once Zhou Can began to speak, he realized his voice was already sowhat hoarse.

But everyone could understand.

"After the morial service this morning, the body will be taken for cremation, and the ashes scattered into the river. We won’t erect a tombstone, nor build a grave, hence we won’t notify you anymore."

Director Hu’s son said to him.

"Alright! Although Director Hu is no longer here, I am his disciple; let’s maintain contact, ensuring our ntor-student bond doesn’t end here, is that okay?"

Zhou Can sincerely looked at the other.

"Naturally! It is my father’s good fortune to have such a deep and aningful student as you, and a fortune for our family."

Director Hu Kan’s son gladly agreed.

They exchanged WeChat contact info on the spot, the phone numbers had long been saved.

After Zhou Can left the morial hall, he walked towards the parking lot.

"Ha! You big liar, you said you didn’t know about Director Hu Kan’s passing, causing to miss the first-hand news material." The female reporter Mu Qin ran over angrily from afar.