The next day, she and Gu Junzhu went to the hospital to visit Xie Jinfei.

Xie Jinfei's condition seemed much better than yesterday, and he could even sit on the head of the bed and talk to them.

Ye Xingbei didn't expect that he could recover so quickly. After seeing him, he was excited again, "Second brother, you recover so quickly, will you be discharged from the hospital soon?"

"It should be right?" Xie Jinfei said with a smile: "The doctor said that I can go home to recuperate in a few days."

He doesn't like places like hospitals, and he will be crazy if he misses home.

"Then you listen to the doctor," said Ye Xingbei. "When will the doctor ask you to go home? You will go back again."

Xie Jinfei nodded: "I will."

"I asked mint to make the soup for you," she opened the insulation bucket and Xie Jinfei served a bowl of soup. "Your favorite mushroom chicken soup."

These two days, Xie Jinfei can only eat liquid food. The chicken soup is sticky and the bones have to be boiled into the soup.

"Thank you sister!" Xie Jinfei took the soup bowl and took a sip. The umami smell exploded on the tip of his tongue, a long-lost taste.

He took a few sips of chicken soup and felt mixed emotions.

After he woke up, his elder brother and sister brought things to the hospital, including food, drink, and use, and taking care of him meticulously.

His wife, who deserves to be these, can't even meet her.

Yesterday, he couldn't help but ask his elder brother to notify the Si family and he woke up.

He thought that no matter what happens in the future, he and Si Duomian are still married now. He has been sleeping for so long and wants to meet Si Duomian.

But Si Duomian didn't come to see him.

I didn't come yesterday, and I didn't come today.

While drinking chicken soup, he was in a daze, and the chicken soup no longer had the delicious taste when he first started to taste.

"Second brother, what's wrong with you?" Ye Xingbei saw something wrong with him and asked him: "Is the chicken soup not good to drink?"

"Ah..." Xie Jinfei came to his senses and looked down at the chicken soup, "It's quite delicious."

"Is that true?" Ye Xingbei looked at him worriedly and asked, "You don't look right, are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

"No..." Xie Jinfei put the remaining half bowl of chicken soup on the bedside table, "Bibei..."

He called Ye Xingbei's name, looking a little unspeakable.

"Second brother, what's wrong with you?" Ye Xingbei looked at him worriedly.

"I..." Xie Jinfei gritted his teeth, "If I said, I want to get a divorce, would you think I am a scumbag?"

Ye Xingbei was stunned for a moment, and soon came back to his senses, and immediately shook his head: "Of course not! Didn't the second sister-in-law propose a divorce? She wants to divorce, but it must be because she has no feelings for you. It would be meaningless to continue to drag on it. It would be better to divorce and let each other go freely."

When she said this, she felt a little uneasy.

Fortunately, she talked about this issue with Gu Junzhu yesterday, so she could only say this bravely today.

Otherwise, even if she agreed to the divorce between Xie Jinfei and Si Duomian, she would probably not be able to say this without any burden.

After all, the traditional customs passed down from generation to generation are all about persuading peace and not dispersing them.

When others ask if it is time to divorce, the standard answer should be to advise the parties to be more rational, saying something that can be done by one hundred years of cultivation and sleep together after a thousand years of cultivation. It is not easy for a couple to have a divorce. They should tolerate each other and try not to divorce.

But after chatting with Gu Junzhu yesterday, she didn't want to say those hypocritical words.
Chapter completed!