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A trace of doubt flashed in Liang Shangjun's deep eyes, and he quickly said:

"Uncle Xia, you have been guarding Auntie Ling in the hospital for the past few days. Now Auntie Ling's condition is much better, so you don't have to work so hard anymore. I have already arranged a room at the Emperor Hotel nearby. Starting today, Uncle Xia can stay in a hotel at night, and Aunt Ling is here with special care. A Ming will pick up and drop off Uncle Xia every day, but it’s only a few minutes’ drive away, so it’s very convenient for Uncle Xia to come to the hospital every day to accompany Aunt Ling.”

Xia Chun was startled, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and he instinctively refused:

"My father's place doesn't bother Mr. Liang."

"Pure, a little polite."

Xia Zhisheng looked at his daughter reproachfully, but Liang Shangjun looked indifferent, as if he had gotten used to her rudeness.

Xia Chun pursed her lips and added:

"Dad, Weixuan booked a hotel for you two days ago, which is closer than the Emperor Hotel."

Hearing what his daughter said, Xia Zhisheng also tactfully rejected Liang Shangjun's kindness. The latter didn't force it, but said that they could come to him at any time if they had something to do.

Xia Chun didn't lie, Ping Weixuan called her this morning and told her about it.

Hearing Liang Shangjun mention this matter now, Xia Chun not only felt warm in his heart because of Ping Weixuan's carefulness.

**

The news that the cornea donor of the Second Young Master of the Liang family came from Xia Chun's younger brother seemed to have wings, and soon spread throughout Qing'an Hospital.

Not only did Xia Chun's mother receive the attention of the director of the hospital and other leaders, but doctors and nurses also visited her one after another.

Lin Yan specially bought extremely expensive gifts to visit Ling Fen, and after comforting her, she dragged Xia Chun outside the ward again.

"Chunchun, I misunderstood you last time, I'm sorry."

Xia Chun was stunned by Lin Yan's sudden apology, and it took him a long time to realize that she was talking about asking Liang Shangjun to watch a movie that night.

"I've long since forgotten."

At this moment, Xia Chun has not yet come out of the grief of losing a loved one, and has no time to think about those messy things. Lin Yan's apology is superfluous to her.

Lin Yan breathed a sigh of relief:

"Chunchun, don't be too sad. Your brother is gone, and your parents will depend on you to take care of them from now on. However, you donated your brother's cornea to the second young master. You are the second young master's benefactor. The future is bright..."

"Ayan, if there is nothing else, I'll go in and accompany my mother first."

Xia Chun interrupted Lin Yan's words with obvious impatience on his haggard face.He is even less interested in her words.

Lin Yan twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, and said very loyally:

"Okay, Chunchun, you go to accompany your uncle and aunt first, and call me anytime if you need my help. We are not only colleagues, but also good friends."

Ling Fen was taken care of by special nurses, and accompanied by Xia Zhisheng and Xia Chun's father and daughter. After the operation, there was no adverse phenomenon such as rejection.

Ping Weixuan would visit the hospital every day, and cared for Xia Chun in every possible way.

Liang Shangjun reappeared in the ward on the eighth day after Ling Fen's operation.

He brought his mother Shen Chenchen, a beautiful lady in her early forties who is over fifty years old but well maintained, with light makeup.

Xia Chun was peeling apples for her mother when her father Xia Zhisheng answered a phone call and went out.

When the door of the ward was pushed open, she looked up and saw that Liang Shangjun appeared at the door, she didn't intend to pay attention.

She quickly lowered her head again and continued peeling the apples.

"Aunt Ling, my mother is here to see you."

Liang Shangjun's deep and gentle voice was full of politeness.

Xia Chun's lowered head was raised again because of his words. Liang Shangjun had already stepped into the ward. Behind the tall figure blocking the doorway, a middle-aged lady in expensive dress came in.