บท 1022: Trash Can

St. Petersburg hospital.

Ward entrance.

A skinny elderly man covered his face while sobbing silently.

"This is all my fault, I shouldn't have voted, if it weren't for the Fields Medal… If it weren't for the Fields Medal… we wouldn't have lost the kind, intelligent, beautiful Vera."

"Calm down." Professor Fefferman patted the old man and sighed. He was also in pain, but he said, "Think about it from another perspective, if we didn't give her this award, we might have never gotten another opportunity to give her this honor. You should be glad you voted for her."

"I guess that's right…"

The atmosphere outside the ward was depressing.

The atmosphere in the ward was also full of sadness.

Lu Zhou sat on the stool by the bed in which Vera lay unconscious. He stayed silent for a long time.

After a while, the doctor broke the silence.

"Sir, visiting hours is over."

Lu Zhou looked at the doctor and spoke in a calm tone.