After putting Si Hanyu into the car, Liang Shangjun immediately called the hospital and asked him to send an ambulance.

Seeing Si Hanyu, who was completely confused, a deep sense of worry and sadness surged in his heart. He had just heard Chunchun talk about his condition before.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a little scared, afraid that he would die like this.

In fact, he was the same. Although he hated him, he never thought of wanting him to die. Even when he hurt his relatives, he gritted his teeth with hatred. The most real thought in his heart was to pull him back to the right path and prevent him from continuing to fall into a deep path.

While praying that he would not have anything to do, he drove the car very fast. He met an ambulance on the way, and Mike was also there. When he saw him being carried into the ambulance, he sincerely asked Mike to save him.

No matter how many grudges they have, they are friends who grew up together. Hanlin asked him before he died to tell him not to hate his brother. Now thinking about it, he felt that he had not done enough and he did not wake him up earlier...

What made Liang Shangjun happy was that his old man Xia Zhisheng was in good health during the re-examination. The doctor said that the examination that day might have been an illusion caused by some reasons.

Si Hanyu woke up after rescue, but his condition worsened beyond Mike's imagination. He said he was not even sure.

This percentage makes everyone feel heavy. In the consultation room, Mike even proposed to give up the surgery. Conservative treatment can be extended for a few days. If the surgery fails, life will be ended immediately.

"Don't he want to have surgery himself?"

Liang Shangjun's eyebrows were so sad that he asked Mike in a deep voice, and the latter said hesitantly:

"Si Hanyu didn't undergo surgery at the beginning. It was Xia Chun who persuaded him a few days ago that he agreed to the surgery. But his intracranial tumor worsened too quickly..."

After Mike finished speaking, there was another suffocating silence in the consultation room.

After a long time, Liang Shangjun pursed his lips hard and asked calmly:

"When can the surgery be early?"

**

In order to breastfeed, that afternoon, Xia Chun asked Ling Fen to hold the baby and asked him to try to suck the milk.

Ling Fen felt sorry for her weakness after experiencing severe bleeding during caesarean section. Seeing that the baby had not been reluctant to drink milk powder these two days, she suggested that the baby keep drinking milk powder.

But Xia Chun was unwilling to let her baby drink milk powder all the time. Seeing the baby like this one every day, her maternal love was overflowing.

"Cuzuru, it may hurt when you first suck."

Seeing her insisting, Ling Fen had to hold the baby and lay on her. Perhaps the baby was hungry, so she lay on her mother's chest and groped around for food before her eyes opened.

Looking at his cute appearance, Xia Chun suddenly remembered the rabbit he fed when he was a child. When the little rabbit did not open his eyes, he also searched with his mouth. He was urging around without a goal. At this time, the rabbit mother would let her children find it motionlessly.

The little baby is much smarter than the little rabbit. He opened his eyes and locked his target. His little mouth quickly took his tender nipples and head. The pacifier had already sucked out the experience in the past two days. After biting the little mouth, he started sucking hard without hesitation.

Xia Chun frowned. The little guy was too rude and it hurt her to suck.

"Chuchun, why don't I make some milk powder for the baby to drink first and let him suck it later."

Ling Fen felt that the baby was too hungry and would not suck so hard when he was full.

"No, mom, let him suck it. If you have milk, you don't need to make milk powder. Breast milk is not only nutritious, but also saves more trouble than making milk powder."

Hard work pays off. The baby sucked so hard that he sucked it out in a few strokes. It was a hundred times sweeter than milk powder. Listening to the sound of his throat, his happy smile climbed up to the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

She stretched out one hand and gently stroked the baby's back. Although she was separated by the bedding, she felt like she was stroking the baby's skin in her heart.

She hopes that the baby will eat more and grow meat on her body quickly. Due to premature birth, although the baby is healthy, she is only a skin at birth except for the bones, which makes her feel unspeakable.

When the phone rings, the baby was full and lying on her body and just fell asleep. When the newborn baby ate, he just slept. The more he slept, the faster he grew. He felt happy to watch him sleep.

Ling Fen took the baby off her and placed it beside her, and handed her the phone.

Seeing that it was Liang Shangjun's call, a hint of gentleness fell into Xia Chun's eyes. Ling Fen found an excuse to leave the ward with Aunt Zhu, so that she could talk to Liang Shangjun.

"Hello!"

Xia Chun's voice softly overflowed her red lips, and was transmitted to people thousands of miles away through the radio waves. The person on the other end immediately responded to her with the same gentleness:

"Chongchun, where is my son? Have you fallen asleep again?"

Xia Chun lowered her eyes and looked at the baby who was sleeping soundly, and chuckled:

"Yes, I just fell asleep."

"Oh? Did you sleep with milk powder again? Chunchun, it's the third day today. Have you ever let my son learn to suck milk?"

Liang Shangjun made a phone call in the hospital and he made a very difficult decision.

Si Hanyu's situation was worse than they thought. He didn't want Xia Chun to send him away, and he didn't want her to accompany him to go abroad for surgery.

But just after the consultation, Mike said that the operation was ahead of schedule and the day after tomorrow, he changed his previous decision and made this call to ask Chunchun to accompany Si Hanyu to the United States for surgery.

Although he was reluctant to contact Si Hanyu.

But he knew very well that Chunchun’s status in Si Hanyu’s heart was unmatched, and being accompanied by the person he cared the most could inspire his will to survive.

Xia Chun told her about the baby's breast sucking process just now. When she heard her son's breasts were in her mouth and his head was asleep, Liang Shangjun was very stingy and even jealous. A cold snorted, and couldn't help but overflowed from his thin lips and reached Xia Chun's ears.

"What are you humming?"

Xia Chun's eyes stopped on the baby's face and asked casually.

"I'm jealous, pure, breast milk will be less nutritious after more than half a year. When my son is half a year old, he will be weaned, let him eat and drink milk powder."

Is there such a father?

Xia Chun frowned and said jokingly:

"You are not the baby's biological father. If the baby knows that you treat him like this, he will definitely ignore you."

Liang Shangjun jokingly for a while was proud before moving the topic to Si Hanyu, put away his relaxed and bright tone just now, and said seriously:

"Zhu Chun, I have something to discuss with you."

"What's the matter, you said."

Xia Chun was slightly stunned and wondered if he wanted to talk about his mother, and his heartbeat became slightly messy because of this.

"Zhuchun, it's about Si Hanyu. He fainted just now."

"He fainted again? What's going on? Didn't he wake up?"

When Xia Chun heard that Si Hanyu fainted, she interrupted Liang Shangjun anxiously before he could finish speaking, and asked anxiously.

Although Liang Shangjun couldn't see Xia Chun's expression, she could tell from her tone how much she cared about Si Hanyu, ignored the jealousy in her heart, and explained with a gentle voice:

"I woke up, but Mike said that his condition was not good. After discussion, he decided to advance his surgery until the day after tomorrow. Chunchun, I know that you convinced him to the surgery at the beginning. I think you would accompany him to go abroad for surgery..."

After listening to Liang Shangjun's explanation, Xia Chun felt a sour and astringent heat flowing slowly in her heart. Thinking of Liang Shangjun's look that night, she was completely different from the fact that she took the initiative to let her go abroad.

He agreed, and of course she had no objection. Liang Shangjun said that Si Hanyu would go abroad tonight. Considering her physical condition, she would not have to accompany him now, just go before his surgery.

"Gentleman, how is Si Hanyu's current situation? I want to say a few words to him. If he is in better condition before he gets on the plane..."

"You wait, I'll go to the ward and give him my phone now, and you'll talk to him."

Liang Shangjun did not hesitate or showed jealousy, and generously lent his wife to his rival for a few minutes.

There was a moment of silence on the phone. Xia Chun heard footsteps and pushed open the door. Then he heard Liang Shangjun say something to Si Hanyu to ask him to answer the phone.

A few seconds later, Si Hanyu's voice came from the phone, slightly tired and weak:

"Pure!"

Hearing his voice, Xia Chun's nose felt sour again. He took a deep breath before saying in a brisk voice:

"Si Hanyu, your godson misses you very much these two days."

Si Hanyu smiled on the phone, his laughter was low and pleasant, with her familiar tenderness:

"Tell me my godson, I miss him very much, too."

"I won't tell you, wait two days before you see him and tell him yourself."

Si Hanyu's eyes changed and he looked up at Liang Shangjun in shock. He had just spoken with Xia Chun, and it must be that he told Xia Chun about his situation. Could it be?

Liang Shangjun raised a smile and told him with his eyes that it was the answer he wanted.

Si Hanyu's hand holding the phone suddenly tightened, not knowing whether he was afraid that the phone would fall or that the sound in the phone would leave him forever.

**

In the evening, Shen Chenchen called Liang Shangjun and asked him to go home for dinner, but he was too busy and had to refuse.

He could hear his mother was disappointed, and she thought he was so cruel that he never went home.

Liang Shangjun was busy taking Si Hanyu to the airport. He had no time to explain to his mother and hung up the phone directly. He used an ambulance to take Si Hanyu to the airport. He watched the plane rush into the sky, and then returned to the unit to work the work that had been delayed in the past few days.

After working overtime, he just walked out of the office and received another call from his father, asking him if he had finished his work, saying that his mother Shen Chenchen had sent him soup.

When Liang Shangjun returned home, he saw his mother standing at the door of his house waiting.

After entering the house, Shen Chenchen skillfully took out the soup and food in the insulation box, smiling with a gentle and loving look:

"Gentleman, eat it while it's hot. These are what I stewed after dinner..."

While speaking, Shen Chenchen picked up the soup and handed it to him. Even if Liang Shangjun was angry, he could not help but appreciate it. He pulled the corner of his mouth and took the soup she handed over and finished drinking it in one breath.

"How is it tastes good, is it delicious?"

Shen Chenchen stared at him steadily. Seeing that he had finished drinking, he took the empty bowl and served rice for him. He said inadvertently:
Chapter completed!