But in the end? It was nothing like what he had imagined.
After he asked for the divorce, Song Nian was only stunned for a moment. He could clearly see the shock in Song Nian's eyes, but that was all. After that, she simply nodded and said yes.
This was too out of Qi Yu's expectation. She was also very cooperative with the transfer of assets and the formalities. To what extent? As soon as she received the divorce certificate, she went out looking for excitement.
Qi Yu sneered and watched as Song Nian closed her eyes. After the injection, she slowly put her hand down, not daring to move. He was a little confused as to which one was the real her.
After the nurse adjusted the drip's flow rate, she reminded her of some precautions and left. Song Nian leaned against the headboard and looked up at the medicine bottle. Her face was pale, and it was unknown what she was thinking about.
Qi Yu knocked on the sofa, "So, what are your plans next?"
Song Nian was stunned and turned to look at him, "What plans? After I get out of the hospital, I'll continue with my vacation to relax." After saying that, she looked at Zheng Chengyang, "I forgot to ask you. What's the itinerary you've arranged for me? Where am I going next?"
When Zheng Chengyang heard that, he winked at her with all his might. In front of Qi Yu, it was complicated for him to tell Song Nian that the itinerary he had arranged for her was exactly the same as Qi Yu.
When Qi Yu saw that Zheng Chengyang did not dare speak, he knew what was going on. He sneered, but he did not say anything to embarrass Zheng Chengyang.
Song Nian figured it out as well, after some pondering. She turned her gaze away and did not continue the topic. Zheng Chengyang stood up awkwardly, "It's getting late. Let's eat first." He placed Song Nian's table on her bed, then placed the food he bought for her on the table.
The food was bought strictly according to the doctor's instructions. It was so light and clean that there was no trace of grease in it.
Song Nian was not too happy, "Are you serious? Is this even for human consumption?"
Zheng Chengyang's face was stern, "Don't you know what your stomach looks like? You can only eat clean and light. If you don't like it, you should take care of your stomach first. When you are well, then you can eat whatever you want."
After saying that, Zheng Chengyang turned around and took out his and Qi Yu's dishes. This time, Song Nian was even more unhappy. She put down her chopsticks and shouted, "This is discrimination! Look at what I'm eating, and look at yours!"
Zheng Chengyang looked at her innocently, "What's wrong with our food? Aren't they just seafood?"
Song Nian looked at him coldly, but it didn't affect Zheng Chengyang at all. He continued to arrange the dishes and called out to Qi Yu, "Boss, it's time to eat. Our stomach is fine. We can eat whatever we want, unlike some people..."
Song Nian gritted her teeth.
Qi Yu nonchalantly picked up his chopsticks and took two bites, "I have an engagement tomorrow night. You don't have to go. You can stay at the hospital to take care of Song Nian."
Song Nian didn't want them to delay their work because of her, so she quickly said, "No need, I'll be discharged tomorrow."
Qi Yu looked up at her, "It's better to listen to the doctor when it comes to when you can be discharged."
Song Nian wouldn't joke around with her health at stake, so she explained, "I've asked the doctor. After the injection, I just need to rest well and don't have to stay in the hospital."
Qi Yu frowned out of habit and instructed Zheng Chengyang, "Go check with the doctor later."
Song Nian's face darkened. What was wrong with this man? Did he not believe what she said?
Zheng Chengyang held his bowl and enjoyed his meal, "Sure, I'll go over and ask after I finish my meal."
Song Nian lowered her head and looked at the plain porridge in front of her. Then, she looked at the two men's delicious dishes not far away. She felt like she had nothing to live for. What was the point of having so much money? She couldn't even get a piece of meat. After having a bit of the porridge, she put down her chopsticks and lazily leaned against the bed.
Although this ward was a high-class ward, it wasn't comfortable to stay in, no matter how high-class it was. Qi Yu got up and left after finishing his meal, saying that he still had work to deal with. Song Nian didn't really care whether it was really working or not.
Zheng Chengyang cleaned up the rubbish after the meal and confirmed with Song Nian, "Did the doctor really say that you can be discharged?"
Song Nian acknowledged, "Yes, my illness mainly depends on recuperation. If I want to recuperate, I can just go home and do that. There's no need to occupy the hospital's bed all the time."
Zheng Chengyang nodded, "That makes sense. After all, the hospital is not as comfortable as home. It's not suitable for recovery."
Song Nian nodded indifferently. Her tone changed as if she was asking casually, "Your boss seems very busy recently. He has social engagements every night. Who does he meet?"