Stupid cute maid loves to play tricks

The doctor frowned and answered him: "Your father's condition has stabilized a lot now."

Only then did Ling Zihao feel relieved and heaved a sigh of relief.

But the doctor said again: "Although he has stabilized, your father's various body functions have degenerated due to his age, so it is impossible for him to bear as much as before."

"So what your father needs most now is to rest well, and as a son, you must ensure that he will not suffer any more blows." The doctor added, looking at him thoughtfully.

"As children, thanks to the kindness of their parents in nurturing them, they should be filial to them so that they can feel comfortable and peaceful, and spend their old age well." In fact, the doctor has already guessed most of it in his heart. He understands him, why such things happen to the elderly, it is just that the children are unfilial, which makes parents a headache.

The doctor sighed heavily.

Ling Zihao nodded, with mixed emotions in his heart, only feeling extremely self-blame and guilty, he looked at the doctor and felt that he couldn't face him.Because he knew that all of this was his fault, and he couldn't ask his father for forgiveness.

After leaving the doctor's office, Ling Zihao felt his heart was in a mess, and he blamed himself for all the faults. He didn't know how he walked into Father Ling's ward with heavy steps.

Ling's mother was waiting in front of Ling's father's hospital bed, muttering something, but Ling's father hadn't woken up yet.Ling Zihao pushed open the door. The ward was pale and filled with a pungent disinfectant smell. Ling Zihao remembered that his mother had always disliked this smell, and of course he didn't like it very much either.

Ling Zihao remembered that a long time ago, when he was very young, he had attended a relative's funeral. The children of that family cried shrilly, very painful and miserable. They knelt in front of the mourning hall, crying very sadly.At that time, Ling Zihao was still unable to understand and understand the pain of losing a loved one. He asked his mother, "Why are they crying so sadly?"

Mother Ling looked at her son and stroked him lovingly: "Because they can't see their father anymore."

"Oh?" Ling Zihao didn't understand, and he didn't know why.So he asked his mother suspiciously.

"Because his father was buried underground." Mother Ling tried her best to tell Ling Zihao a cruel fact in a more elegant way, but she also hoped that Ling Zihao could learn some life experience from it.

Although Ling Zihao is just a child, he has matured very early.So at that time, he pulled Mother Ling by the corner of her clothes and asked, "What about you? Mom, please don't leave me."

"Silly boy, Mom can't stay with you forever." Ling's mother looked at her son lovingly, and comforted her. Although Ling Zihao is still young, but in the Ling family, he has to know all the rules in this world early on, and he should learn to obey. bear.So Mother Ling has no choice. Ling Zihao must grow up quickly. This is a problem he will face sooner or later, because Mother Ling cannot be with him for the rest of his life.

At that time, Ling Zihao only understood vaguely, but his understanding was still not very thorough. At that time, Ling Zihao didn't take his mother's words to heart, but at this moment, he really understood.

Ling Zihao stood outside the ward, pushed open the door, did not go in, but felt a dull pain in his heart.I don't know how to describe the mood and helplessness, and there is also a kind of panic and endless fear.Ling Zihao thought he couldn't lose his father.

Mother Ling leaned against the hospital bed, muttering to herself.The air was filled with a very quiet smell, Ling Zihao didn't speak, just stood by the door, and didn't move, because he was afraid of disturbing his mother and father.

"Old man, you must have nothing to do." In Ling Zihao's memory, Ling's mother seldom showed such emotions. Ling's mother seemed to be always quiet and calm, and rarely showed emotional fluctuations.

Ling Zihao sometimes feels that his personality is very similar to his mother in this respect.

"Zihao is just an ignorant child, why are you making such a fuss with him?" Ling's mother murmured, although her mother said so, but in the final analysis, Ling Zihao still couldn't feel Ling's mother's feelings.

"You are a man of your age, why bother to argue so much with the younger generation."

"As parents, we did our best. We didn't let our children suffer, but we have suffered all our lives. Now that we are at an age where we should enjoy our old age, why bother ourselves like that?"

"People of our age, as long as we are happy and live a comfortable life, why do we care so much?"

"When we go into the soil, we can't take anything with us. No matter what we do, everything we do is just for the sake of the younger generation." Mother Ling almost shed tears as she spoke, and touched Father Ling's face with her hands. My father's face was covered with wrinkles at some point, and now lying on the hospital bed, his pale face seemed to have taken away all the energy that should have existed in him, like a man who had reached his twilight years Amiable old man.

An expression of pain was vaguely revealed on Serenity's face.

"What's more, Zihao will always understand our good intentions."

Ling's mother seemed to be unable to continue. Ling Zihao saw his mother wipe his tears, and his heart was full of pain, as if he had been scratched by a knife.

Then Mother Ling went on to say: "I've lived with you in this life, but I'm actually very happy. I also hope that our Zihao will be equally happy in the future."

Ling Zihao couldn't bear it anymore, tears fell, he hadn't cried for a long time.When did his heart become so cold, he couldn't remember at all, but he really couldn't help it now.Seeing his parents like this, he felt guilty and blamed himself.

Ling's mother stopped talking and buried her face on the bed sheet. Of course Ling Zihao could feel his mother's sadness. He wiped the slightly moist corners of his eyes with his sleeve, calmed himself down, and then tiptoed in, not to disturb others. parents.

Ling Zihao put his hands on his mother's shoulders, wanting to comfort her a little.Only then did Mother Ling notice her son's arrival, she raised her slightly swollen and haggard cheeks, looked at her son, and at the same time forced a smile to look at her son, and asked, "What did the doctor tell you?"

"child?"

Ling Zihao replied to his mother, and said in a very gentle voice: "The doctor said, Dad is fine, don't worry, just rest well."

Ling's mother was relieved and turned her face away.

"Mom, if you want to blame me, just blame me." Ling Zihao asked his mother, he hoped to be scolded by his mother, and her scolding could make him feel at ease.On the contrary, if his mother looked indifferent, he would feel very uneasy, afraid, and at a loss.

Ling Zihao was afraid.

Mother Ling turned her face to look at Ling Zihao again. Although Mother Ling's face looked extremely haggard, Mother Ling still tried her best to look at her son with a smile, and said, "Mom never blamed you."

"Mom actually thinks that you haven't done anything wrong." Ling's mother paused, and then said, her expression was extremely firm, she knew her son's mood at the moment, and she could understand him very well, and she knew that his son needed she understands.

"Good boy."

Ling Zihao squatted down, looking like a child who hasn't grown up yet, leaning on his mother's waist, and whispered: "Mom, it's all my fault."

"Good boy, mom doesn't blame you." Mother Ling put her arms around her son, he hoped his son would know that she really didn't blame him, she was still next to him, as always.

"Father won't blame you." Mother Ling stroked Ling Zihao's head. Ever since Ling Zihao grew up, she had never looked at her son like this again.

It seems that it is no longer the baby when it was just born, her child seems to have grown up.

Ling's mother went on to say: "Good boy, you don't have to blame yourself too much. Your father won't blame you either, he's just too impatient."

"We just don't understand each other." Mother Ling turned her face away and looked out of the window, because the hospital is in the suburbs, and the scenery outside the window is extremely beautiful.Stillness, tranquility, peace.

It was like everything was quiet at the moment, but Ling Zihao always felt that something was weird.

"Mom..." Ling Zihao didn't know what to say, so he said like this.

"Mom..." Ling Zihao called his mother again, who seemed to be in a daze. He felt that the parents in front of him were so far away, but they were indeed close at hand.

"Actually, mother understands you, but you have to understand." Mother Ling looked at Ling Zihao with a worried expression, and then at her husband on the bed: "Many things in this world are not in line with my own wishes. .”

"Like me and your father, it is also fate that connects us through various arrangements, without giving us the slightest room to struggle."

"But Zihao, you have to believe that everything will get better." Mother Ling glanced at her son with a very firm look, and said with great certainty: "Good boy, you have to give in. Because of some things , is really destined."

"But it won't bring you bad luck, on the contrary, it will bring you unexpected surprises."

"Is it true? Mom." Ling Zihao asked: "But no, Mom, I have always disliked Lin Mo."

"I never liked it." Ling Zihao said word by word: "Mom, I also believed that this was an arrangement of fate before, so I was willing to give in, but it's different now. I have someone I like, and I When I met her, I knew that my original destiny had changed, and it couldn't go back to the way it was before."

"And, I think that's my original destiny." Ling Zihao looked at his mother, and also replied in a very firm tone.

"Alas..." Mother Ling no longer looked at her son, but only at her husband on the hospital bed.

Mother Ling said softly: "You just haven't grown up yet."

Ling Zihao followed his mother's eyes to look at the past, and the guilt surged up again in his heart, and his heart hurt like a knife cut several times.The pain was so painful that he almost lost his consciousness. At this time, Gu Xiaoqing's smile appeared in his mind. He thought he was alone in this world. He was so lonely, and finally he had a warm support to rely on.

But why, the reality treats him so cruelly.

"Mom...can you let me think about it again?" Ling Zihao almost asked in pain.

Mother Ling didn't answer Ling Zihao, and both of them remained silent.As if all the smells in the air were frozen, Ling Zihao felt very suffocated.

It seems to fall from a high altitude, and it seems to fall from the top of a mountain to a valley.

My heart was empty, very empty.

Time seemed to have passed for a long time, as if it had stood still.But time was indeed moving, which made Ling Zihao feel extremely suffocated and uncomfortable.

Ling Zihao felt that he had to break the silence.

"Mom, if you're tired, I'll send someone to take you back to rest." Ling Zihao really couldn't bear to watch his mother support her here.

"No, your father is lonely, I want to stay here with your father." Mother Ling didn't go to see her son.

"..." Ling Zihao was silent, not knowing what to say.

After some time, everything was so quiet that the sound of a heartbeat could be heard.

Be quiet, then accelerate urgently.

My heart... feels very painful.

Ling Zihao looked at his mother and said helplessly: "Mom, you are already very tired. Go back and rest."

But Mother Ling still didn't answer Ling Zihao's words, and he didn't even raise his head to look at his son, but just stared out of the window intently, everything was quiet.

"Good boy, mom is not tired. If you are tired, go back." Mother Ling replied slowly: "Mom is here to accompany your father. You still have things to do in the company. You can't delay, so go back first."

"I'm going to wait for your father to wake up."

Father Ling was still asleep and had no intention of waking up.Ling Zihao watched, then glanced at his watch again, thinking that his father would not wake up right now.