C58 (1/2)

I stayed in the hospital for a few days. During this time, Wang Yufei came over to visit me, but after she confirmed that I was alright, she didn't come over again.

As for Tang Yue and Zhou Zijin, after knowing that I was injured, they immediately rushed to the hospital, especially Zhou Zijin, who couldn't take off his clothes and took care of me.

”Xiao Ye, do you feel any better?”

The injury to my right hand was so severe that there was no sign of it recovering. Even life itself was a problem now.

”Much better …”

Still, I often stare at my right hand.

”Doctor, when will my hand heal?”

In a blink of an eye, I've been in the hospital for less than half a month. The wound on my hand has indeed healed a bit, but even a little bit of exertion would cause pain.

The doctor looked at me and shook his head. Then he took out an X-ray from a drawer nearby.

”The ligaments in your right palm were damaged too badly. With the addition of the comminuted fracture, it will take a very long time to recover … ”Even if he recovers, it's impossible for him to recover to his original state …”

I felt the polite smile on my face freeze on my lips.

”Doctor, doctor …” What do you mean you can no longer return to your original state? ”What is the most my hand can do?”

It was the first time I had felt flustered.

”Miss Ye, I won't hide it from you. This time, the injury on your hand injured your nerves. You can live here for sure, but it's slightly more detailed. For example, drawing or something like that …” ”I'm afraid …”

As I walked out of the doctor's office, my mind in a daze, the doctor's words echoed in my ears.

I looked down at my right hand.

I can't paint anymore...

I can no longer design works that please me...

I shut myself in the ward, unwilling to go out, unwilling to let anyone else in.

”Xiao Ye, open the door! Open the door! ”

Zhou Zijin was outside the ward, knocking on the door hard. But I didn't want to see him, and I didn't want to see anyone.

I am no longer that Ye Qianya who can rely on his own strength to support his entire Ye’s. I, who don't have a right hand, can't even continue my life.

I hugged my knees and curled up on the bed, feeling powerless for the first time.

After a few more days, Zhou Zijin helped me complete the discharge procedures, and as for the company, they have Tang Yue and Zhou Zijin. Zhou Zijin instructed me to not worry, I could focus on recuperating peacefully.

But when I live alone at home, it's easier for me to let my imagination run wild.

Especially when I realized that I didn't even have the basic ability to hold a pen.

I stayed in the studio all day, desperately want to hold the pen, want to do my right hand to restore health, but my hand can't pick up anything.

Other than the pain, most of it was numbness.

Had I been like this all my life?

Then what's the difference between being a cripple and being a cripple?!

At this thought, a sudden flame of anger rose in me, and I threw all the things on the desk onto the floor.

The cooking auntie heard the commotion and came in to look, only to find me sitting in the middle of a mess, staring at my right hand with tears streaming down my face.

”Madam …”

Aunt was about to say something, but I interrupted her.

”Get out.”

”Husband …”

”Didn't you hear what I said? Get out! ”

I shouted.