C779 I'm leaving tomorrow

In the ward, Wang Peng and I talked for an entire half an hour.

He kept nodding his head and didn't contradict me.

But I knew it wasn't what he meant at all, that he was just giving me a perfunctory answer, or rather, that he had his own thoughts and didn't want me to know.

Wang Peng's body is still very weak, his lips are bloodless. I let him rest well and walked out of the sickroom