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Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Lu Zhaoyang no longer needed someone to take care of her since she regained vision in her left eye. Cooking had become her habit, and it was the only way she could repay Huo Chen.

"Okay." Huo Chen helped her to re-fasten the apron before turning around and went out.

The next day, they headed straight to the hospital after sending little Huo Xu to school. After examination, the doctor told Lu Zhaoyang to prepare for the transplantation.

On the way back, Lu Zhaoyang, sitting in the front passenger seat, could not hide her excitement.

The transplantation was set on two weeks later. On that day, little Huo Xu was still in school when Lu Zhaoyang entered the operation theater.

The kid already could not wait to go to the hospital after school. By then, the surgery had ended, and Lu Zhaoyang was lying in the hospital bed. Her right eye was covered in gauze, but when she thought of regaining the vision of her right eye in a few days, her patience was worth it.

She had the kiddie by her side; no matter how things turned out, she could sail through it.

"Yang Yang, does it hurt?" Little Huo Xu sat on the stool next to the bed, his round eyes affixed on her right eye. He held Lu Zhaoyang's hand, which was much bigger than his. His face was drawn together as if he was the one who had undergone surgery.

Lu Zhaoyang wrapped her hand around his and said, "Xuxu is with mommy, I don't feel hurt anymore."

"That is because I am Yang Yang's guardian and barrel of laughs!" He fawned on Lu Zhaoyang and drew his face close to secretly give her a soft kiss.

Lu Zhaoyang beamed with happiness at his little gesture.

Huo Chen stood by, watching. Although he had no intention to interrupt them, he could not help but say, "Xuxu, Yang Yang needs rest, so that she can recover faster."

"Yes, you need to sleep!" Little Huo Xu drew himself close to her cheek and waved his little hand. "Goodnight, Yang Yang."

"Goodnight, sweetheart." Lu Zhaoyang lay down just as he said.

Huo Xu let go of her hand reluctantly. "I will stay with you!"

Lu Zhaoyang arched her lips bemusedly; he was apparently the child, how come things seemed to be reversed now?

Lu Zhaoyang quickly fell asleep. Hearing her shallow breathing sound, little Huo Xu got down from the stool and looked up at Huo Chen. "Daddy, Yang Yang could be hungry when she wakes up. Can we prepare some food for her?"

"Of course." Huo Chen was comforted to see that Huo Xu, only three, was so thoughtful. He held Huo Xu's hand and brought him out of the ward.

As they walked out the doorway, Huo Xu looked back at Lu Zhaoyang, who was sleeping in bed, with a sweet smile on his face.

A week had passed, and it was time to remove the gauze on Lu Zhaoyang's eye. It was not her first time doing this, but she was even more nervous this time.

Today was the day where she was going to find out whether or not she had her full vision back. She was holding her breath. But the little hand holding her hand seemed to be even more anxious.

"Do not be afraid. It does not matter if you cannot see; I will take care of you when I grow up!"

Like father like son; Lu Zhaoyang found that he spoke like Huo Yunting.

"Yang Yang…" The little guy could not wait to help the doctor take off the gauze. Why did the doctor do it so slowly?

Huo Chen stood by, patting the little guy's head. "Don't be nervous. If you keep talking, you will distract Yang Yang."

"I am not nervous!" Little Huo Xu pouted, staring expectantly at Lu Zhaoyang with his obsidian-black eyes and waving in front of her eyes.

"Can you see my hand?"

"Yes. I see it." Lu Zhaoyang chortled as she saw the child on tenterhooks.