1, 19361June19 In the early morning, Lu Xun's heart stopped beating. His last words before he died were to the doctor. He said, "Is my illness so serious?"

2. 1936 10 18 One morning in June, Lu Xun had a sudden attack of asthma. Until dawn, I still wrote a short message, which was taken by Xu Guangping to Neishan Bookstore and called the doctor. He leaned back in his chair, panting all day, speechless and sweating. Doctors and nurses tried various methods, but they couldn't relieve the illness. That night, every time Xu Guangping wiped the sweat from his hands, he held her hand tightly, as if to hold his life. However, by six o'clock the next morning, he still failed to survive and died.