I don't blame you.
The next day, news of Zhou Junchang's injury spread, and a large crowd gathered outside the hospital once again.
However, I didn't see Zhou Ji. I heard from others that he went abroad again. Anyway, because of the news of his injury last time, the foundation of many of his businesses is unstable. Now he is consolidating the foundation one by one and negotiating business deals.
Xu Li stayed outside the ward day and night. Every time a doctor or nurse came by, she was always the first to rush up and ask about Zhou Junchang's condition.
She couldn't wait even a second longer for news about Zhou Junchang.
Ah Feng saw Xu Li trying to stay up and stay in the hospital room several times. He tried to persuade Xu Li to go back and rest for a while, saying that he would watch over her here. But Xu Li refused every time and practically stayed at the hospital.
The doctor said Zhou Jun had been stabbed twice, once in his ribs and once in his ribs. Fortunately, neither stab wound hit any vital organs, but how long it would take for him to wake up depended on his own condition.
When Xu Li saw Zhou Junchang fall, her mind went blank. She didn't even notice that he had been stabbed in the ribs. Her attention was completely drawn to the knife in his abdomen.
Fortunately, Zhou Junchang woke up the next day. The doctor said that Zhou Junchang had a very strong will to live. His brain hadn't even received the signal that his body was waking up before his consciousness forced him to wake up.
When Xu Li woke up, she felt that she looked even more fragile than Zhou Ji had been then.
The doctor said he had just undergone surgery and his wound had not yet healed. Even if he woke up now, there was still a great risk.
Xu Li and Zhou Jun were separated by a door, looking at each other through the glass in the door.
Zhou Junchang was covered in tubes and had a ventilator in his mouth. He was so weak that he looked like he would break if touched, but he forced himself to wake up because he knew someone was waiting for him to wake up.
But he was also afraid that when he woke up he wouldn't see Xu Li, that Xu Li might have left during his coma, and that their last meeting would be with him lying in a pool of blood, barely alive. He couldn't accept that, so he forced himself to wake up. He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, he just tried his best to wake up quickly. But thankfully, when he opened his eyes, Xu Li was still there.
Fortunately, we're still here; it's not too late.
Ah Feng stood to the side, watching the two of them, but in the end, he said nothing.
On the day Zhou Junchang woke up, he was still very weak, and no one was allowed to enter the ward. It wasn't until the next day that Xu Li was able to enter.
Zhou Junchang was clearly the weakest one, but Xu Li looked much the same as him, pale and bloodless, with messy hair, indicating that she hadn't had a proper rest in the past few days.
Zhou Junchang's wound hadn't fully healed yet, and talking would aggravate it, so Xu Li poured water for him, tucked him in, and when there was nothing else to do, they would sit on the stool next to each other, just staring blankly, waiting for the doctors and nurses to come and check on him.
The nurse came over, unbuttoned Zhou Junchang's clothes, cut the gauze, and prepared to change the dressing.
Seeing the two shocking wounds, Xu Li couldn't help but gasp.
Two neatly stitched wounds lay on pale skin, resembling an ugly centipede. Black sutures barely held the everted flesh together, the edges still red and swollen. The surrounding skin, due to surgery and blood loss, had an almost transparent bluish-white hue. The incision was nearly a finger's length, as if a deep ravine had been cleaved into the once smooth skin, making the surrounding skin appear stiff.
Xu Li looked away, tears welling up in her eyes.
Why am I so sad? It's because of myself.
Those people were actually the brothers called by the gray-clad man who caused trouble at Tian Guang Hall last time. They suffered a great loss last time and, knowing that Zhou Junchang had come out, they were preparing to take revenge.
Thugs in society are straightforward and direct; if they don't like someone, they'll just pull out a knife.
Xu Li still feels a chill when she thinks about it. The streets were deserted at the time. If she hadn't been standing right in front of Zhou Junchang, perhaps Zhou Junchang would have really fallen forever.
Those people intended to kill him. They took advantage of the fact that he was alone and there was no one else on the street. They acted quickly and ruthlessly, stabbing him twice before leaving without looking back.
At that moment, when Xu Li saw Zhou Junchang's legs go weak as he collapsed, her heart felt like it was being squeezed by a hand, and a dull pain spread through her veins to her limbs and bones.
Something exploded in Xu Li's brain. She didn't want to believe it, but seeing Zhou Junchang fall, she had to force herself to run to his side as fast as she could.
Xu Li couldn't stay any longer and left the ward.
Zhou Junchang looked at Afeng, gesturing for him to go out and take a look.
Ah Feng found Xu Li in the stairwell and saw her sitting on the stairs crying. He didn't disturb her and went back to the ward.
The nurse had already left after changing the dressing. When she saw Zhou Junchang, she shook her head helplessly and said, "He's in the stairwell, it's nothing."
Zhou Junchang couldn't speak yet and didn't reply, but he knew that what Ah Feng meant by "it's okay" was definitely different from what he understood as "it's okay." As soon as Xu Li left, Zhou Junchang knew that she must have been crying.
She almost couldn't hold back her tears in the hospital room just now; they were about to fall.
"You should focus on recovering. Those guys are being watched by the boss; they're all going to jail."
Zhou Jun's breathing was steady, and his heart was calm.
“Xu Li has been guarding the door for the past few days. I asked him to go and get some sleep, but he refused. He’s really stubborn.”
When Xu Li was mentioned, Zhou Junchang's eyelids twitched slightly.
"You should focus on recovering. Talk to her about it yourself later, otherwise, she'll collapse before you're even fully recovered."
"..."
Thinking of something, Ah Feng laughed, his tone light and teasing: "How come I didn't notice before? Hmm? You hid it so well?"
Zhou Junchang finally looked at Afeng, his eyes conveying a message that seemed neither to deny nor affirm.
The two exchanged a silent glance. Zhou Junchang was a little tired and closed his eyes to rest. Afeng helped Zhou Junchang lower the bed.
When Xu Li returned, she saw that Zhou Jun was asleep and did not make a sound to disturb him. She sat on the chair at the door of the ward and dozed off.
In the following days, Zhou Junchang recovered well. He could move his hands almost again and speak without much problem, but he was still a little weak.
The doctor said this is normal and it will recover gradually.
Xu Li had heavy dark circles under her eyes and her lips were pale. She was wiping Zhou Junchang's face with a towel.
Zhou Jun often said, "Why don't you take a good rest later? Hmm?"
Xu Li didn't speak, but Zhou Jun knew she was unwilling.
Xu Li wrung out the towel again and began to wipe Zhou Junchang's body while taking off his clothes. When she saw the wound, Xu Li paused again. Even after so long, she was still stunned when she saw the wound.
Zhou Junchang seemed to sense Xu Li's emotions. His eyelashes trembled, and he chuckled in a hoarse voice, "Okay, stop, don't wipe..."
Xu Li swallowed, but her voice remained clear. Zhou Jun hadn't heard her voice in a very long time.
Her voice trembled, but it struck Zhou Junchang's heart with its subtle and poignant words: "You need to take good care of your injuries."
"Um."
As Xu Li turned around to leave, she felt her wrist being grabbed. Afraid of aggravating Zhou Junchang's wound, she stopped in her tracks.
Zhou Jun's hands were a little cold, but still strong; perhaps it was the force he exerted when he gripped it.
Xu Li heard him say, "I don't blame you."
The voice also became stronger, as if that would make people more convinced.
Xu Li thought, how could she not blame him?
He went to the police station because of her, and now he's in the hospital because of her, all because of her. But what about her? She did nothing, not even a little bit of concern. If it weren't for her, would he have had to go through all this?
Zhou Jun raised his trembling hand to wipe Xu Li's tears. Even though speaking made his wound hurt a little, he still said, "Really... it's not your fault."
Xu Li dared not let Zhou Jun touch her, so she tucked his hand back under the covers, shaking her head as she wept, "No...no...it's not..."
Before she could finish speaking, tears streamed down her face, falling onto the blanket and leaving a small, dark stain.
Xu Li knew that this scar would stay with him for a long time, perhaps even a lifetime, and every time he saw it, he would remember the pain that gripped his heart at that moment.
Some things, perhaps, really will last a lifetime.
No, Zhou Junchang, there should be no trace of me in your life, no trace left by me.
It's not worth it; it wouldn't be worth it for anyone.
No one is worth such a sacrifice, or even risking your life.
Xu Li had never cried like this in front of Zhou Junchang before; the blanket was stained with tears.
Xu Li cried bitterly, her words barely audible, "It's me, it's me... it's all because of me... it's because of me that you..."
Although he couldn't hear everything clearly, Zhou Junchang listened attentively to each word. When he heard Xu Li scolding him, he forced himself to interrupt, saying, "No."
Despite his own physical weakness, his voice was incredibly firm and powerful.
In Zhou Junchang's eyes, how could he blame Xu Li? He was really glad that he had gone upstairs to Tianguang Hall that day. If it weren't for him, all the things he was going through would have fallen on Xu Li, which would have made it even more unacceptable for Zhou Junchang.
During the days at the police station, Zhou Jun constantly thought about how Xu Li was doing outside. Lying in a pool of blood, Zhou Jun constantly wondered if Xu Li had been frightened. During the days he was unconscious, Zhou Jun constantly thought about waking up quickly to see Xu Li one last time…
Zhou Junchang wouldn't blame her; the fact that they could still sit together at this moment was already a very good thing.
A few days later, news came that the group had been caught and all of them had been arrested.
That group of people still held some status in the circle, but when something happened, not many people stood up for them.
Zhou Ji put in the effort behind the scenes, but since what they were doing was illegal, there was no need to make any special arrangements. He simply exposed what they had done before.
If it were something else, Zhou Ji might not have gone to such extremes, but since it almost involved a life, keeping him around would only make him a disgrace to society, and going to jail would be inevitable sooner or later.
After that, Zhou Ji didn't pay much attention to the matter, nor did he often mention it to Zhou Jun. In any case, he just told them to give the heaviest sentence.
In the end, the group of people went to jail for a few years, and the matter was considered closed.
That day, Zhou Ji stood on the top floor, looking down at the entire city through the floor-to-ceiling windows, repeatedly turning on his phone.
The above shows a call log; the caller was Duan Ruiming.
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