In the first three days, Lingfen could not turn over and could only lie flat. Fortunately, she was in good condition.

On the fourth day, she could turn over slightly. After lunch, she proposed to see Xia Tian, ​​but her idea was rejected. In her current situation, she could only turn over, and could not even get out of bed. Her body was still in a state of

Extremely weak, unable to withstand any hardship at all.

Ling Fen knew it herself, so she didn't force it, she just buried the pain deeply in her heart, lowered her head for a while, then looked up at Xia Chun and asked:

"Chunchun, I want to know the specific situation of Xiaotian on the day of his accident. Can you tell me?"

She fainted on the road that day, and was sent to Qing'an Hospital, where she later underwent surgery. A few days passed, and she still hadn't seen Xia Tian's body, and she didn't even know what happened to him.

Hearing Ling Fen's words, Xia Zhisheng's expression changed slightly, but Xia Chun bit her lower lip tightly before saying:

"Mom, can I tell you after your body recovers in two days? Trust me, I will definitely seek justice for Xiaotian."

That man named Si Hanyu, did he think that just because his sister killed Xiaotian, he could just let it go?

Si Hanyu showed up once in the past few days, but she drove him away before entering the ward.

"Chunchun, the most important thing for you now is to take good care of your mother and let her take good care of herself. The police will handle Xiaotian's matter."

Beside him, Xia Zhisheng spoke in a deep voice.

Ling Fen looked up at Xia Zhisheng, her eyes full of doubts:

"Lao Xia, tell me who hit Xiaotian?"

Xia Chun finally said it angrily:

"Mom, it was a brother and sister named Si who hit Xiaotian."

Xia Zhisheng's old face turned pale, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

The surname is Si?

Ling Fen looked at Xia Zhisheng questioningly, as if she wanted to see something in his strange eyes.

There was a knock on the door outside the ward. Xia Zhisheng stood up hurriedly, but Xu Tiantian, who had been quiet all the time, said first:

"Uncle Xia, I'll open the door."

Opening the door, standing outside was the tall and handsome Liang Shangjun.

"Mr. Liang..."

Xu Tiantian greeted him politely and stepped aside to let him in.

"Uncle Xia, Aunt Ling."

Liang Shangjun entered the ward and greeted the two elders politely. His words were modest. Although his gestures showed elegance, they did not appear condescending. Instead, they gave people a sense of peace and cordiality.

Perhaps it was because he personally picked them up at the airport that day, and later personally arranged Lingfen's surgery and let her live in a high-end ward with excellent environment. Xia Zhisheng was very polite and courteous to Liang Shangjun.

Liang Shangjun curled his lips slightly, his sharp features took on a soft color, his deep eyes swept over Xia Chun's pale face, and then looked at Xia Zhisheng.

"Uncle Xia, Aunt Ling, let me see you."

Liang Shangjun walked to the hospital bed and stood upright next to Xia Chun.

"Thank you, Mr. Liang, for your concern."

The person who answered was Xia Zhisheng, a trace of gratitude appeared on his face that had aged over time. He was much older than the day we met at the station. You could even see the faint bloodshot eyes in his eyes, but he was trying his best to suppress his grief in front of outsiders.

Liang Shangjun gently put his head in his mouth, lowered his eyes, and looked gently at the face on the hospital bed that was also full of grief. An inexplicable sourness spread in his heart, as if he was infected by the mother's grief, and the deep voice penetrated

A further hesitation sounded:
Chapter completed!