Figure Skating: Waltz on Ice

When Du Langxing asked her this question, Mei Jing was stunned for a moment, then closed her eyes in pain.

Yes, such an injury is already lucky; many people would die from such a fall.

Mei Jing nodded and said in a low voice, "I understand. If there's nothing else for you, Instructor Du, I'll go train now."

Seeing Mei Jing's distraught and absent-minded appearance, Du Langxing patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, go ahead, but try to calm yourself down. Xiao Chen is already injured, and I don't want you to be like this too."

Du Liangchen had just finished his IV drip in the ward. He had been enduring the noise from the hospital bed for a long time, his brows furrowed without relaxing. Now that the needle was out, he couldn't take it anymore. He got up and left the ward, finding a quiet place to be alone.

"Handsome brother, handsome brother?"

Du Liangchen, who was staring blankly outside, suddenly felt someone next to him. Looking down, he saw that it was a little boy of about seven or eight years old.

The little boy was very thin, wearing the same hospital gown as Du Liangchen, and looked in the direction Du Liangchen was looking, full of curiosity.

"Brother, what are you looking at? I want to see too."

"What are you doing here? Where are your family?" Du Liangchen didn't answer this rather audacious question. He looked around but couldn't find the little boy's family, so he asked helplessly.

"Brother, keep your voice down, okay? Don't tell anyone I'm telling you, okay?" The boy glanced nervously into the distance, then whispered to Du Liangchen, "They wouldn't let me leave the ward, so I sneaked out."

"You're so young, how can you run around in the hospital?" Du Liangchen asked worriedly, looking at his pale face.

The child pouted, both dissatisfied and haughty, and said, "Handsome brother, my name is Xiaoyouzi. I'm not little; I'm already eleven years old."

Seeing that Du Liangchen's arm was bandaged and held in front of his chest, he asked curiously, "Handsome brother, is your arm injured? Is it serious?"

"It's not serious." Du Liangchen glanced at his arm and asked, "What about you? What illness do you have?"

Little Yuzu lowered her head in disappointment. "I have congenital heart disease. I overheard the doctor saying that if they can't find it... I'll die soon."

When Du Liangchen heard that his age and height were completely mismatched, he had a vague feeling that something bad was going to happen. "Since you know you are so sick, why don't you stay in the ward? Your parents will be very worried if you sneak out like this."

"I know, but I can only stay in the ward every day. They won't let me go out. I'm going crazy from being cooped up!"

Thinking about how I couldn't stand staying in the hospital ward for even a day and had to run here, I suddenly understood how Xiaoyouzi felt.

"I'm sorry, I won't stop you if you want to stay here, but you should tell your parents first, otherwise they will be very worried."

Little Yuzu was silent for a while, then said aggrievedly, "I know, but they won't let me out."

Du Liangchen sighed, looked outside, and said, "Didn't you ask me what I was looking at? I was thinking about the future."

"Thinking about the future?" This answer might be a bit beyond his capabilities, Xiaoyouzi tilted her head and looked at Du Liangchen.

Du Liangchen curled the corners of his mouth slightly, "I'm injured, which might affect my future."

Little Yuzu looked at his arm with concern, "Are you worried about your upcoming match?"

Du Liangchen looked at him in surprise, "You...know me?"

Little Yuzu puffed out her chest and said rather proudly, "Of course! You're the best figure skater, how could I not know you!"