Fu Hengyi's injuries had taken nearly half a month to heal significantly, and Shen Qinglan had been with him for just as long, even leaving their son to the side.
Without the little light bulb bothering them, his wife focused solely on accompanying him. This period had been sheer bliss for Fu Hengyi.
"Fu Hengyi, your injury is almost healed now, so I'll head back tomorrow," Shen Qinglan told him during dinner that day.
Her cooking was unpalatable, and Fu Hengyi, currently injured, wasn't fit to cook either. Therefore, their meals were all ordered in large quantities from the canteen.
However, because of Fu Hengyi's injury, his meals were specially prepared by the canteen's chef, and they tasted quite good, certainly much better than what Shen Qinglan could make.
