Meng Qiancheng took a deep breath, "Weiwei, I'll be going first, then. When you're discharged, I'll come to pick you up and take you home."
"Mhm," Cheng Zhiwei nodded noncommittally.
She wished for both of them to leave.
After Meng Qiancheng left, Zhou Lin sat down on the sofa, and Cheng Zhiwei lay down, neither of them speaking. It was as if Zhou Lin's visit was solely to drive away Meng Qiancheng.
Cheng Zhiwei had stayed in the hospital for about half a month, and except for still being unsteady on her feet, the rest of her injuries had mostly healed.
Being in the hospital was unbearably dull, so after changing her medication in the evening, she decided to be discharged that very night. As for the procedures, Zhang Yuanheng would take care of them.
Because it was sudden, Wang Mei was about to call a driver but Cheng Zhiwei stopped her, pointing to Wang Mei's car, "Isn't that perfectly fine?"
