Cheng Wan knew that Shen Zhihuan had saved her, and as soon as she heard her name, she immediately focused all her attention on this.

"I wonder what happened to Miss Shen. Xiangling, why don't you take some time these next few days to go to the tenement and inquire about it?"

"If there's anything our family can do to help, we'll definitely do our part."

Cheng Xiangling stuck out her tongue at her sister, her tone playful.

"Don't worry, sis. That's what Mom and Dad told me too. Sister Zhihuan is a great benefactor to our family. Her affairs are the most important thing."

Not only the two sisters, but everyone in the Cheng family was very grateful to Shen Zhihuan.

If she really runs into any trouble, they will definitely do their duty to help her.

Hearing her sister say that, Cheng Wan felt much more at ease.

Seeing that she seemed to be trying to sit up, Song Mingqian quickly went over to help her, placed a few pillows behind her back, and then asked with concern:

"Are you tired? Do you want to rest for a bit? Xiangling and I might disturb you if we stay here. Why don't we go back first and come back in later?"

"I've been in a coma for so long, I've had enough sleep, so why would I feel tired?"

Cheng Wan shook her head, then touched her stomach somewhat embarrassedly.

"I haven't eaten for the past few days and have been relying on IV fluids to get my nutrition, so I'm actually quite hungry now."

It's good to be hungry. Someone like her, who has just recovered from a serious illness and miscarried, is already weak and needs to eat more good food to replenish her energy.

Fortunately, the hospital cafeteria was still open, and Cheng Xiangling, being quick on her feet, went to get her food and returned in just a few minutes.

"Sis, you just woke up. I was worried you wouldn't have the appetite for those greasy soups, so I only bought some steamed buns and porridge."

The porridge is savory, stewed in soft, sweet white rice, and soaked with lean pork cut into thin strips.

Because it's for patients, the seasonings are very simple, with only a little salt added, yet it has a unique, light, and refreshing flavor.

Cheng Wan felt her appetite whetted just smelling it, and with Cheng Xiangling's help, she ate a small bowl of porridge in no time, taking bites of the bun and sips of the porridge.

"I can't eat anymore. I just had surgery recently, and eating too much now would be bad for me."

"Uh-huh."

Cheng Xiangling nodded in agreement.

"Besides, it's already evening and we're about to go to sleep. Eating too much will make it hard to digest. Let's wait until Mom makes some nourishing soup tomorrow so you can eat more, sister."

After helping Cheng Wan wash up and sit back up on the headboard, Cheng Xiangling and Song Mingqian ate the rest of the food as a late-night snack.

This was the first time in a long time that their family had such a relaxed and peaceful atmosphere.

Seeing that Cheng Wan was in good spirits, Song Mingqian figured she must have been mentally prepared before bringing up the Wen family matter.

"I've already asked an acquaintance in Beijing to help me find a reliable lawyer. Now I'm just waiting for your thoughts, Wanwan."

Although Wen Jun was a terrible person, Cheng Wan had been his wife for a time and had just lost the child they had conceived together, so it was understandable that she was heartbroken.

Song Mingqian spoke with extreme caution.

Cheng Wan was stronger than he had imagined, and she even interrupted him before he could finish speaking.

"Uncle, I want to divorce Wen Jun."

"Whether it's for the sake of the children I lost or for my own sake, I have to divorce him."

Cheng Wan looked up at Song Mingqian, her gentle and calm eyes now shining with an exceptionally firm light.

“I was wrong before. I always thought that love was enough, and that even if Cao Tongwen treated me badly, it didn’t matter as long as Wen Jun could stand by my side.”

“But what has happened during my pregnancy has made it clear to me that Wen Jun not only failed to protect his wife, but also condoned his mother’s harm to his child, becoming an accomplice in murder.”

"I don't want such a cowardly man."

Song Mingqian swallowed the rest of his words.

He looked at Cheng Wan, who was sitting on the hospital bed with a faint smile, as if she had become a different person, and felt both heartache and relief.

The flowers that bloom on the cliff are the most enchanting and beautiful.

However, Cheng Wan has experienced far too much torment and suffering during this period.

The thought of Cheng Xiangling saying that not long before Cheng Wan's accident, she was kneeling on the floor wiping it while heavily pregnant made Song Mingqian feel like his heart was bleeding.

"Don't worry, Wanwan. As long as I have your words, your uncle will definitely handle the divorce properly and collect all your debts."

Cheng Wan nodded vigorously: "Okay."

Seeing her firm attitude, with no wavering even when Wen Jun was mentioned, clearly indicating her determination to divorce, Song Mingqian and Cheng Xiangling felt much more at ease.

After talking for a while, it got quite late.

Seeing that it was completely dark, Cheng Wan glanced at the clock on the wall and advised Song Mingqian to go back first.

"Uncle, it's getting late. You should go back and rest. I'm awake now. Xiangling can help me. I don't need too many people to take care of me."

"There aren't many beds available at the hospital at night. Xiangling can squeeze in with me. Uncle, if you sleep sitting up all night, you won't get enough rest."

Cheng Xiangling had already washed up while washing the dishes, so she took off her coat and shoes and slipped into bed.

"Yes, Uncle, you rarely get a vacation, so don't overwork yourself."

She nestled close to her sister, her little face flushed, and she seemed much more relaxed.

These two sisters have been separated for so long, they must have a lot to talk about tonight.

Song Mingqian was persuaded but had no choice. He also thought that he was a man after all and that staying here would make it inconvenient for his two nieces, so he finally agreed.

"Okay, I'll go back first and come back earlier tomorrow."

After saying goodbye to Cheng Xiangling and Cheng Wan, Song Mingqian left the hospital alone.

Thinking the journey wasn't far, he decided to walk back and didn't bother getting any yellow noodles.

But as soon as I left the hospital, I passed a small fruit shop and saw the owner sitting in a rocking chair at the entrance, holding a radio.

A melodious song was playing on the radio.

A soft, low female voice flowed gently like water.

Without even needing to react, Song Mingqian recognized that it was his wife, Lin Banxia's, voice.

He had listened to this song many times, but every time he heard that familiar voice, all sorts of past memories would come flooding back.

Song Mingqian seemed to be struggling to breathe and couldn't help but sigh.

With a heart full of worries, he walked on in silence, and before he knew it, he had returned to the house assigned to him by the army.

Because Song Mingqian's identity is that of a scientific researcher in the military industry, he is a rare highly educated talent in the country.

In addition, they have worked for many years and made many contributions to the country, so they can enjoy a lot of benefits.

His address was specially arranged by the organization; for safety reasons, they allocated him a house in the military compound.