Fog Returns to the Capital

Chapter 114 Every time we meet, it's the last time.
"Zhou Jinghuai".

Li Wu called his name, her voice soft yet heavy. Each word struck Zhou Jinghuai's heart like a hammer blow, "Let go."

"That's the end for us."

After Li Wu finished speaking, the ward fell into a long, deathly silence.

Zhou Jinghuai remained silent, as if he had calmed down after accepting a judgment that had been settled.

After a long silence, he finally responded with a single word.

"it is good."

Having finally achieved the result she wanted, Li Wu smiled, but a tear rolled down her cheek.

Zhou Jinghuai instinctively wanted to raise his hand to wipe away her tears. But in that instant, he realized that he didn't even have the courage to raise his hand.

The dull pain flowed back to my heart in waves, like the tide.

Zhou Jinghuai suddenly stood up and staggered out of the ward.

The lights in the corridor were bright and cold, devoid of any warmth.

Zhou Jinghuai's hands trembled uncontrollably as he managed to steady himself by holding onto the wall. He stood against the wall for a while, and waves of coldness washed over him, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He insisted on it.

In the end, it hurts both others and oneself.

……

During that period, Zhou Jinghuai still visited Li Wu at the hospital every day.

When Li Wu was about to say something, Zhou Jinghuai seemed to know what she was thinking. He spoke slowly, as if with difficulty, "Every time we meet, it will be one less time."

That moment.

Li Wu almost burst into tears.

She looked away and gazed out the window.

Winter has come again, and fine snowflakes have begun to fall outside the window.

Xu Xiling also visited Li Wu once, but she was asleep at the time.

Xu Xiling stood by the bed and watched her quietly for a long time before finally leaving without a sound.

When Li Wu finally woke up, she only smelled the fragrance of flowers in the room.

Zhou Jinghuai hired the best doctor for Li Wu. A month later, when Li Wu was discharged from the hospital, her left hand could move normally again, but she still needed to rest well.

There were times.

As the attending physician finished changing Li Wu's dressing and was about to leave, Li Wu suddenly called out to him and asked softly if she would still be able to hold a scalpel in the future.

Hear the words.

The attending physician glanced at her name on the medical record, paused slightly, and then asked, "Are you a freshman at H University?" Li Wu was puzzled, but nodded nonetheless.

After receiving Li Wu's confirmation, the attending physician's gaze towards her softened slightly.

This is the exceptionally talented little girl in their courtyard that Lao Xie often talks about.
It's just a pity...

Be quiet for a few seconds.

The attending physician finally spoke in a low, tactful voice, "I can't guarantee 100% that your hand won't be able to hold a scalpel again. But the chances of being able to wield a scalpel are extremely slim. My advice is to rest well according to the doctor's orders, avoid excessive activity with your left hand for a short period, and try not to lift heavy objects in the future..."

……

After the doctor left.

Li Wu reached out and gently touched the white bandage still wrapped around her shoulder, her expression somewhat bewildered and even dazed.

She was completely quiet, and it was unclear what she was thinking.

Zhou Jinghuai stood outside the ward, looking at Li Wu sitting on the hospital bed through the glass in the door, and watched her quietly for a long time.

……

After Li Wu was discharged from the hospital, Zhou Jinghuai never visited her again.

It seems like everything has gone back to the beginning.

Li Wu felt as if she had just had a dream. When she woke up, she returned to her life.

It seems that winter in Beijing is unusually cold this year. Li Wu is sensitive to the cold and has stayed indoors almost every day without going out.

The only time she went out was when Shen Yichen learned that her admission notice had arrived and said he wanted to treat her to a meal.

Li Wu has left.

They went to a Chinese restaurant, which Shen Yichen had booked in advance. The building had pavilions, terraces, carved railings, and painted beams, and was decorated in an antique style.

During dinner, Shen Yichen mentioned that the film Li Wu shot in Hollywood during the summer vacation had been nominated for Best Picture and Best Actress at the Hong Kong Film Awards. He estimated that there would be good news in about two months.

Li Wu was taken aback.

She then smiled and said that being nominated was already a great achievement, and she dared not hope to win an award.

Shen Yichen ladled a bowl of matsutake mushroom and pigeon soup and placed it beside her, then smiled and said, "You're the youngest actress in China to win all three major film awards, how can you not even have this much confidence?"

“I call this self-awareness,” Li Wu replied naturally.

Shen Yichen looked at her tender little face, which still looked somewhat immature under the dim light.

I don't know how she dared to do that; she almost lost her life.

After finishing the meal, we came out.

Just as Shen Yichen was about to take Li Wu back, a black sedan slowly pulled up beside them.