After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?-Chapter 56 Taking Care of Shen Qingqing

Jiang Zhixun couldn’t understand Shen Qingqing’s thoughts, but her willingness to eat was already the best thing that could happen.

He had never taken care of a woman before, and now feeding Shen Qingqing made his movements somewhat clumsy.

Afraid that the white rice porridge might spill and dirty Shen Qingqing, he only scooped half a spoon each time.

Although the process was inefficient, at least it wasn’t messy, leaving both of them satisfied.

They had a marriage certificate, but their relationship had hit rock bottom over the past three years.

At this moment, Jiang Zhixun wanted to say something but couldn’t find a topic.

All he could do was remain silent.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and Shen Qingqing lost her appetite after eating only half.

"Eat a little more."

"I’m full."

Shen Qingqing looked weary, clearly exhausted, and seemed ready to sleep.

Jiang Zhixun didn’t force her.

Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, he ate the remaining porridge himself.

With something in his stomach, instead of feeling satisfied, his hunger was only further ignited.

Only then did he realize that he hadn’t eaten all day.

Shen Qingqing didn’t expect Jiang Zhixun to eat her leftovers, feeling intensely uncomfortable.

Unwilling to share the same space with him any longer, as soon as he returned from washing the lunch box, Shen Qingqing bluntly told him to leave.

"You have training tomorrow. Go back to the dormitory."

Jiang Zhixun pretended not to hear.

Her injuries were serious. Even if they were divorced, leaving Shen Qingqing alone in the hospital would be something he couldn’t justify.

He quietly organized his belongings and went to fetch hot water, cooling it down to prepare for giving her medicine later.

Her coat and undergarments were stained with blood. If he didn’t wash them promptly, the stains might set and become impossible to remove.

Jiang Zhixun glanced at Shen Qingqing indifferently. "If you need anything, just call for help. The nurses’ station is right outside the ward door, and they’ll hear you."

Since she didn’t need him to stay, there was no reason for him to linger and be an eyesore.

He left the ward door open to keep an ear out for any movement from her.

With the dirty clothes in hand, he walked out without looking back.

Shen Qingqing couldn’t stop him due to her injuries.

The last time Jiang Zhixun had washed her cashmere sweater, it was already unbearably awkward. This time, it involved her undergarments...

Her cheeks burned instantly, and she could only console herself. She was a patient now, her condition was special, and she shouldn’t trouble herself over such minor matters.

Just think of Jiang Zhixun as a nanny!

When they divorce, she would treat him to a farewell meal—first, as thanks for his care over the past few days.

Second... their marriage hadn’t started well; at least they could end it on a decent note.

Shen Qingqing’s slender fingers clutched the blanket, subconsciously rubbing it.

It took her a long time to mentally prepare and finally accept that Jiang Zhixun would be washing her clothes.

In the utility room.

Jiang Zhixun scrubbed the coat’s bloodstains with cold water. The weather was too cold, and washing the entire coat would risk it not drying for a long time.

Shen Qingqing needed warmth when she got out of bed for movement. After some thought, he decided not to soak the whole coat in water.

Instead, he cleaned just the stained areas, ensuring that the bloodstains were treated thoroughly before stopping.

The undergarments had many bloodstains, requiring him to "do the job properly."

Scrubbing the tank top made Jiang Zhixun feel extremely awkward.

But when he thought about how the blood came from Shen Qingqing’s body, his embarrassment turned into heartache.

Her frame was so fragile, having lost so much blood, it would probably take half a year for her to recover.

This trip to the Northwest had been tremendously hard on her.

Jiang Zhixun’s expression turned serious, and his grip on the fabric lightened instinctively.

As if he were handling Shen Qingqing herself.

He had to be gentle, ensuring no further harm came to her.

The hospital housed many patients, and family members often came to the utility room to fetch water. Seeing a soldier washing clothes, one of them struck up a conversation.

After learning the patient in the ward was his wife, they began praising Jiang Zhixun as a good man.

The compliments made Jiang Zhixun blush.

He was embarrassed.

If he were truly a good man, would Shen Qingqing want to divorce him?

Over the past three years, he had countless chances to treat Shen Qingqing well, yet he stubbornly dwelled on narrow-minded matters, hurting her again and again.

Now, on the verge of divorce, washing her clothes once had transformed him into everyone’s idea of a good man.

Even Jiang Zhixun himself felt unworthy.

An elderly woman asked Jiang Zhixun, "I saw your wife lying alone in the ward earlier. She looks quite ill. Does she not have family to care for her?"

Jiang Zhixun’s accent made it clear he wasn’t a local.

That meant his wife likely wasn’t either.

Without any family to help, once this soldier returned to his unit, how would his wife manage alone?

The elderly woman didn’t know Jiang Zhixun but was sympathetic—her son was also in the military and about the same age as him.

Naturally, she felt goodwill toward him.

"If no one is available to help, we can coordinate with relatives from nearby wards to check on your wife. Everyone can spare a few minutes and ensure she’s properly looked after. You can focus on serving the country without worries."

Even Jiang Zhixun, who was always reserved, was moved by the elderly woman’s words.

Although he had already asked Sister-in-law Wang to help, having more people keep an eye on Shen Qingqing was undoubtedly a good thing.

"I’ve hired someone to help care for her. Ma’am, if you have time, please visit the ward occasionally to check on her condition."

The elderly woman agreed without hesitation. "Don’t worry. Everyone here is either a military relative or a good person. We won’t let your wife suffer."

Jiang Zhixun nodded and agreed quietly.

At the supply and sales store, he bought quite a few snacks. The next day, he planned to bring them to the hospital—Malted Milk for Sister-in-law Wang and sunflower seeds for the elderly woman.

When asking for help, one had to show gratitude.

Otherwise, it would be shameless.

As for Shen Qingqing, once she could eat heavier foods, he would make sure she had meat or eggs every day, ensuring she didn’t lack nutrition.

After returning to Beijing, he would order milk for her.

With proper nutrition, her bones could heal well.

The injury was in a delicate area. Without proper care, frequent fractures in the future might be inevitable.

Jiang Zhixun didn’t want Shen Qingqing to suffer any more injuries.

This time, the incident had happened in the Northwest, and once his duties were finished, he could still come back to the hospital to care for Shen Qingqing.

If the next time occurred in Beijing, he wouldn’t be able to rush to her side.

Thinking about this, Jiang Zhixun felt increasingly regretful.

Over the past three years, when Shen Qingqing needed him, he didn’t show up even once.

No wonder she was so resolute in wanting to divorce him.

If previously, when elders suggested he apply for a transfer back to Beijing, he dragged his feet and dodged the matter, now he truly wanted to go back.

Balancing work and family—it was something many people dreamed of.

He originally had it all, yet after making such a mess, everything unraveled.

A transfer back to Beijing wouldn’t be easy, and he didn’t want family intervention. Jiang Zhixun had no idea when he’d be able to return. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

If, during this time, someone good appeared in Shen Qingqing’s life, would she remarry?

Thinking about this, Jiang Zhixun felt utterly unsettled.

If it came to that, what would he do?

Would he compete with another man for Shen Qingqing, or attend her wedding and give her a gift as a "big brother"?

Jiang Zhixun seriously considered this for a few seconds, only to realize that neither option appealed to him.

The former was unethical.

The latter... he didn’t want Shen Qingqing to marry someone else.

Not in the slightest.