The woman was in her fifties, wearing relatively heavy makeup, and dressed quite stylishly.
She wasn't unattractive.
But for a woman at this age, she's already old, and talk of beauty is essentially nonsense.
"She's my ex-wife! I've heard that I'm sick, and since there's no one to take care of me, she's come to take care of me."
Shao Bing looked at his ex-wife with complicated eyes.
"You two chat first."
The woman might have felt a bit embarrassed, so she smiled and nodded at Li Jingsheng, then walked out of the ward.
"Dr. Shao, forgive my candor, but your ex-wife is quite something! Even after the divorce, she knew you were hospitalized and came to visit you first thing to take care of you—she's a woman with a lot of affection. At this age, if you haven't remarried and she hasn't either, why not get back together!"
Li Jingsheng truly felt that such a woman was worth cherishing.
