Words tumbled on his tongue, but Li Wei found that language at this moment was so pale and powerless, so ridiculously absurd, that it helped none.
He mulled them over again and again, then ultimately swallowed them down, letting out a gentle breath. The right hand that he had barely lifted, intending to pat Jeff on the shoulder for comfort, eventually missed its mark. He just waved it slightly from a distance, brushing away invisible dust, hoping to alleviate some of the burden.
Then, he awkwardly stepped forward into the hospital room.
Standing at the door, Li Wei paused, subconsciously looking at his own attire. He straightened his clothes before walking towards the head of the bed.
