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Ouyang Moxuan frowned slightly, Junzi was blinded by jealousy, if he really dealt with Si Hanyu at this moment, Junzi and Xia Chun would go further.

Hearing that Liang Shangjun and Xia Chun shot Si Hanyu while the other tried to protect him, he had no choice but to calmly persuade him:

"Gentleman, calm down, Xia Chun has just finished the operation, are you trying to kill her?"

His words were like a basin of ice water pouring down from the top of Liang Shangjun's head, which immediately extinguished the anger in his heart. His heart trembled heavily. When he came back to his senses and saw Xia Chun's pale face and cold sweat on his forehead, he felt annoyed and blamed himself Overwhelmed down.

Xia Chun's movement of wanting to get up involved the wound, she shed tears from the pain, she didn't even have the strength to speak for a while, seeing Liang Shangjun hang up the phone, her heart sank suddenly.

"Chunchun, do you have a wound, I'll call you a doctor."

Xia Chun couldn't keep up with Liang Shangjun's heartbroken words. Just now he was so angry that he wanted to kill Si Hanyu, and in the blink of an eye, he came to care about what she was doing.

He frowned tightly, and stretched out his big palm with well-defined bones to her face, trying to wipe her tears, but Xia Chun avoided his hand:

"Do not touch me."

"Chunchun, don't worry, Si Hanyu is fine."

Liang Shangjun froze, although the voice that overflowed his thin lips was cold and hard, it was finally a compromise to her.

He was dazzled by jealousy just now, so he forgot that she had just had a cesarean section, and now she was so weak that he was still angry at her.

When the flames of war were extinguished, the little baby who was sleeping soundly next to his mother also woke up, groaned, and opened those beautiful big eyes.

"Baby is awake."

Xia Chun immediately put away all her emotions, and a gentle smile bloomed on her tear-stained face. The little guy looked at her with his eyes open, and then continued to hum unhappily. Although he didn't cry a lot, he was about to cry Rhythm.

When Liang Shangjun saw his son crying, he was at a loss and asked worriedly:

"Chunchun, is our son not feeling well? I'll call the doctor."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran towards the door. Xia Chungang let out a hey, and the man had already run out of the ward, so she had to coax the baby. Within a minute, the doctor was pulled in by Liang Shangjun.

It turned out that the baby was peeing.

Seeing the doctor skillfully changing the diaper, Liang Shangjun was extremely embarrassed, and what was even more embarrassing was that when the doctor asked him to clean the diaper, he looked blank.

There was so much commotion in the ward just now, and the police surrounded the hospital. Although they didn't dare to go forward, they somehow knew that the man who sent Xia Chun here just now was a fugitive, but the doctor in front of him was also confused about what the relationship was.

"That gentleman seemed to put everything in that cabinet just now."

As soon as the doctor reminded him, Liang Shangjun came to his senses, and hurriedly bent down to open the cabinet to look for it. Xia Chun saw his bewildered look, and his heart ached again and again.

In addition to diapers, there are milk powder, feeding bottles, clothes, toys in the cabinet...

The doctor put on new diapers for the baby, asked about Xia Chun's condition, and left the ward after a few words of advice.

The baby calmed down after changing into a clean diaper, with one eye wide open and the other half-closed, looking at mother and father with great interest.

"Chunchun, I want to hug my son."

The weird atmosphere between Liang Shangjun and Xia Chun seems to be resolved by the little baby. Xia Chun's thoughts are all on the baby, and the corners of her brows and eyes are full of intoxicating tender maternal love. Seeing her smiling at her son, Liang Shangjun's heart softens It's like a ball of cotton.

"Will you hug?"

Xia Chun looked up at him, this was his son, no matter how awkward she felt, she couldn't stop him from hugging his son.

Liang Shangjun nodded immediately, smiling confidently:

"I can hug, I have hugged many children."

However, holding other people's children seemed to be different from his own, and the mood was too different. When he carefully picked up his own son, his excitement could not be described in words.

Excitement, emotion, excitement, worry, countless emotions intertwined, the little baby was soft and boneless, although it weighed five pounds, but it was so small in the arms of a big man like him, so small that it made him feel distressed.

The little baby didn't know the complex emotions in his heart, let alone his father was thinking about him growing up all of a sudden, one eye was tired and he closed it, the other eye was also a little lazy, Doesn't seem to have much interest in him.

Xia Chunru water's eyes gently settled on their father and son, her heart was also very complicated, she loved Liang Shangjun, there was no doubt about it, but did she want to go home with him?

Can they be happy together?

Could his mother really accept her?

A lot of doubts hovered in her heart, she couldn't ask, and she couldn't think clearly. Seeing that he was so careful and caring for the baby, she couldn't be indifferent to him, and couldn't let him leave.

Even if she wanted to drive him away, he would not leave.

Liang Shangjun hugged his son, but he was planning in his heart.

He was thinking about how to use his son to enlighten Chunchun, let her get out of the shadow in her heart, and be the happy her in the past.

"Chunchun, give our son a name, do you like it?"

Liang Shangjun sat down on the edge of the bed, with a happy smile on Jun's face, and put his son on his lap so that she could see clearly.

The unhappiness just now is automatically filtered, and his most important task now is to restore the love between him and Chunchun, restore their sweetness, and be as happy as before.

"I didn't think so."

There was a little tiredness between Xia Chun's brows.

"Chunchun, are you tired? Why don't you sleep for a while and I'll be with my son."

Liang Shangjun returned to his previous gentleness and consideration, recalling the bottle of milk powder in the cabinet just now, and asked again:

"Do you want to give your son some milk powder or something, he seems to be hungry."

is not that right?

The little baby sticks out his tongue to lick his lips. He urinated just now, and now he is hungry and thirsty. Hearing that his father wants to give him milk powder, he opened his closed eyes again to look at him. His eyes rolled and he looked at his mother again.

"Would you know, or call the nurse."

Seeing his son licking his lips, Xia Chun had a smile on his face again, but he didn't have confidence in Liang Shangjun, a big man who became a father for the first time.

"I will, of course I will."

Liang Shangjun is not the usual self-confidence, he is willing to learn to take care of his son, carefully put the son beside her, said excitedly:

"Son, be good, dad will make milk powder for you."

"A little is enough."

Seeing him dig out the bottle of milk powder and seeing those things in the cabinet, Xia Chun felt sour again. They were all prepared by Si Hanyu, and she didn't know when he prepared them, and they were still in the car.

In such a situation last night, she didn't have time to get the baby supplies she prepared.

She really didn't understand what Si Hanyu was thinking, he clearly hated Liang Shangjun so much, yet he could love his son so much.

Even Liang Shangjun couldn't do it. Last time when he misunderstood that she was pregnant with Si Hanyu's child, he went crazy and wanted to kill her...

"Chunchun, is this enough?"

As soon as Liang Shangjun turned his head and saw that Xia Chun's expression was wrong, his thoughts turned slightly, guessing that she was thinking of Si Hanyu, he answered to himself that this is enough, and turned his head to pour water.

"Liang Shangjun."

Xia Chun opened his mouth in doubt, with worry in Rushui's eyes, Liang Shangjun turned his head with a gentle smile on his face:

"It'll be fine right now."

He rinsed the bottle, took another sip, tested the temperature, and then returned to the bed, blinking at his son excitedly:

"Son, drink milk."

"Chunchun, hold the baby bottle for me while I hold my son."

He was so busy that he didn't give her a chance to speak. He gave her the baby bottle and picked up his son again. This time he was much more skilled than before. He dragged his son's neck with one hand and put his other hand on his waist, and carried him to Xia Chun. In front of her, she can feed her son without moving.

Xia Chun's thoughts were forcibly pulled onto the baby by him, he temporarily swallowed what he wanted to say, put the pacifier to the baby's mouth, and coaxed softly:

"Be good, baby, open your mouth."

"Chunchun, take a sip first, let the pacifier be stained with milk, and your son will suck it after he tastes it."

Liang Shangjun commanded from the side, Xia Chun rolled her eyes, she is a nurse and has also worked in the pediatrics department, of course she knows, from his deceitful eyes, she even knows what he is thinking in his heart.

Didn't it mean that he sucked on the bottle just now, and it still had his breath on it, so if she sucks it now, it's like kissing him indirectly.

"Chunchun, you can't, give it to me, I'll suck it, and if my son can't drink milk in the future, I will help."

He spoke meaningfully, and his deep eyes with a smile deliberately glanced at her chest. Xia Chun just pretended not to understand, took the bottle away from the baby's mouth, and took a sip by herself until the milk was sucked into the bottle. Keeping the bottle at an angle, carefully re-feed to baby.

The baby was thirsty, and as soon as the lips were stained with milk, he immediately stuck out his tongue, licked it, it tasted good, and went to sweeten his mouth again, the small mouth quickly held the pacifier, the bottle was already tilted, As long as he exerted a little force, the milk flowed into his mouth.

After drinking the milk, a satisfied smile bloomed on his little face, but his eyes that were originally open were lazily closed, and the way he was drinking milk with his eyes closed was cute and cute, which made Xia Chun and Liang Shangjun's hearts ache. All melted.

Liang Shangjun looked away from his son, looked at his beloved woman affectionately, and said softly:

"Chunchun, thank you for giving me such a lovely son."

With this precious son, Chunchun will never run away from him again.

Xia Chun met his eyes, and then quickly moved away. She was a little confused, mixed with several emotions.

The tenderness in Liang Shangjun's eyes became more and more intense. He couldn't bear to blink when he stared at her. He searched for so long, waited for so long, and almost fell out just now. Thanks to this son, they were able to move forward. Arguing for a second, cuddling together so closely the next.

After 2 minutes, the pacifier was squeezed out of his son's mouth, and a drop of milk flowed from the corner of his mouth, Xia Chun heard:

"Take paper to wipe the baby's mouth, he fell asleep."

what?

He blinked in astonishment, looked down, and sure enough, the little guy was full and fell asleep sweetly, leaving the two-person world to the two of them.