Chapter 030: Teacher Zhou Diagnosed with Breast Cancer

The Ancestress Is Both Stunning and Fierce Sweet Western Treasure 1251 words 2026-04-13 23:43:19

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[Senior Year Director: @Everyone, students of Class Nine, Mr. Zhou Feng has been diagnosed with early-stage breast cancer and will begin treatment at the hospital starting tomorrow. All students will study independently tomorrow, and a new teacher will be arranged in a few days.]

As soon as this news was announced, it immediately caused an uproar.

[Gao Qiaoqiao: ??? Is this for real? Can men get breast cancer too? Did Mr. Zhou just hit the jackpot?]

[Duan Xingye: Wishing Mr. Zhou a speedy recovery, and by the way, Weiwei is truly impressive.]

[Lu Guoqiang: Wishing Mr. Zhou a swift return to health!]

...

Fortunately, with only three months left until the college entrance exam, the students were already focused on reviewing, practicing papers, and filling in gaps in their knowledge. Missing a teacher for a day wasn’t a big deal for the students of Class Nine.

Xu Xingchen was a bit shocked upon seeing this and couldn’t tell if Bai Chuwei had simply made a wild guess that proved right...

Zhou Feng himself was equally stunned. He was still at the hospital, holding the freshly printed examination report that was less than half an hour old.

The attending physician’s words echoed madly in his mind: “Young man, you’re very lucky. With early detection and proper treatment, recovery is very likely. Get admitted today.”

“Most men never think they could get breast cancer, so they don’t pay attention. By the time it’s discovered, it’s usually in the late stages.”

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Cold sweat broke out on Zhou Feng’s forehead, soaking the back of his shirt.

He was overwhelmed by the feeling that he’d just brushed past death itself.

If... if not for Bai Chuwei’s warning, wouldn’t he have found out too late—when it was already terminal?

Sitting alone in the hospital corridor, Zhou Feng was lost in thought for a long time before he finally fumbled for his phone and, hands trembling, dialed Bai Chuwei’s number.

As a diligent homeroom teacher, Zhou Feng had already saved Bai Chuwei’s phone number in his contacts the morning she’d enrolled.

“Hello?” A cheerful, ethereal, and melodious female voice answered on the other end.

Zhou Feng felt a sudden sting in his nose and tears welled up in his eyes. Choking up, he said, “Bai... Bai, this is Mr. Zhou. Th... Thank you. If it weren’t for you...”

Thinking of being the only child in his family, his ailing, elderly parents, and his son who was only two years old, Zhou Feng’s tears fell even harder.

He dared not imagine what would become of his parents, wife, and child if he were gone.

Bai Chuwei chuckled softly. “No need to thank me. You’re a good teacher, Mr. Zhou, so I wanted to remind you. Follow the hospital’s instructions carefully. By September, you’ll be able to teach a new class of students.”

Zhou Feng, eyes brimming with tears, felt all the more determined to become an even better teacher in the years ahead.

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In the WeChat group, Xu Xingchen was still planning to organize the class to visit Mr. Zhou.

Feeling bored, Bai Chuwei exited WeChat. Snowball had already finished writing the payment demand letter and was printing it out. Seeing this, Bai Chuwei decisively took a black pen and signed a name in the lower right corner—Bai Chu.

The handwriting was graceful and free, delicate yet full of character.

She had lived as Bai Chuwei for five thousand years, but “Bai Chu” was an alias she had adopted twenty years ago.

There was no helping it. Over the past century, and especially in the last twenty years, technology had advanced rapidly—surveillance and photography in particular. Her unchanging appearance could easily cause trouble and attract the attention of the authorities. Coincidentally, at the time, she was being relentlessly pursued by Duan Xiuqi, who insisted on marrying her, so she left behind an alias.

Snowball folded the demand letter and sealed it in an envelope, while Bai Chuwei watched with great interest.

She was truly curious—what kind of expressions would the Tong family have when they received a bill demanding four hundred million?