Perhaps, even holding a pen and writing is a problem, and even the slightly heavy things can no longer be lifted, and the fingers that originally lost two nails can no longer grow new nails because of this heavy injury.

Listening to the doctor's words in silence, he only asked one question: "You said that holding a pen and writing are all problems, so I want to know, through training and rehabilitation, I can still hold a pen and write, right?" ”

"Of course, everything is unknown now, maybe you will still be able to write after your injury is healed, but now you are not sure."

Jing Wei nodded slightly: "That's good." ”

When the doctor turned around and was about to go out, Jing Wei really couldn't hold back: "Doctor, do you know the injured person who is newly paid in Building 7......"

"I'm sorry, we received an order from above, and we can't disclose any information about the injured in Building 7."

The doctor directly interrupted Jing Wei's words, turned around and opened the door of the ward and left.

Leaning quietly on the bed, he slowly turned his head to look out the window.

When she looked out in this direction, she could only see a small corner of Building No. 7, and she didn't know which ward Li Shenheng was in.

There was no way she could get a step closer to there.

Jing closed his eyes slightly, and the pain in his right hand and shoulder, as well as the worn soles of his feet, was unbearable.

But her heart was like a stagnant water.

When she came back that night, she was urged to get out of the car, and Li Shenheng was surrounded by a bunch of people, and she couldn't get close at all.

In the distance, she saw a tall and majestic figure standing there.

Even if she couldn't see his face clearly, she seemed to be able to feel the momentum around the person, like a mountain, which made people breathless.

That is the temperament that can only be cultivated by a century-old family who has lived above people for a long time, how can ordinary people have it, how can they dare to fight?

She wanted to follow, she was so worried about him that she wanted to be with him all the time.

But she only took a step forward before she was coldly stopped by the guards.

That small building was under martial law, locked down, and she could no longer possibly take a step forward.

Jingwei didn't know how long she had been sitting until the sound of the nurse pushing open the door interrupted her thoughts.

"Clean up the wound on your shoulder."

The little nurse girl spoke very kindly, and untied the hospital gown in silence.

The nurse pulled her dress down, revealing a swollen, frayed wound.

"Why did it hurt so badly...... the little nurse sighed, the wound looked painful, the bright red flesh turned out, I don't know how she endured it, and she didn't say a word until now.

"It hurts a little, you bear with it."

The little nurse lightly applied the anti-inflammatory potion, and the cold sweat was dripping with slight pain, but she still gritted her teeth and did not let out a moan.

Until the wound is cleaned and the medicine is applied and bandaged again.

Jingwei's whole body was soaked with sweat, her face was pale and pale, her hair was dripping on her forehead and the side of her face, she lay on the bed, her eyes closed, she breathed weakly, and she didn't even have the strength to lift her fingers.

Her mind was blank, she didn't seem to have any interest in her injury, she just wanted to know.

Li Shenheng is okay now.

Is he awake, has his fever subsided?

Is the gunshot wound in his chest showing signs of infection getting better?

He......

Did you miss her, did you ask her.

Jing Wei curled up in the quilt, biting her fingers and refusing to let herself cry.

That powerless frustration was about to crush her whole being.

When she was about to be swallowed up by the swamp, when her shoulders were grinding and she was still pulling him forward step by step, she had never been so disheartened......