Stupid cute maid loves to play tricks

She was afraid that Ling Zihao's eyes would break her hand if she stretched out her hand on the document, so she should not take this risk.

Gu Xiaoqing swallowed her saliva and turned around to pack her things. Actually, there was nothing to clean up. Before Gu Xiaoqing finished packing, she heard a knock on the door.

Ling Zihao frowned tightly, and looked towards the direction of the door. Zhang Juan pushed the door open and felt the awkward atmosphere in the office. Zhang Juan rubbed the corner of his nose embarrassingly. Didn't he come at the right time?
"What's the matter?" Ling Zihao stared at Zhang Juan expressionlessly. It was impossible for Zhang Juan to look for him for no reason, unless there was something wrong.

Ling Zihao clenched his fingers tightly, his heart was always restless, he always felt that something was going to happen, but he didn't know what it was.

Zhang Juan swallowed, and said weakly: "Mr. Ling, your father is currently being rescued in the hospital. The situation is not optimistic." After Zhang Juan finished speaking, he looked at Ling Zihao. up.

Holding Zhang Juan's collar, Ling Zihao asked in shock, "Is this true?" Ling Zihao's eyes were full of disbelief, whether it was because of him, Ling Zihao's heart was full of guilt and helplessness.

Zhang Juan glanced at Ling Zihao and nodded solemnly. A call came from the hospital. Father Ling's condition was very serious and he might issue a critical illness notice. Zhang Juan didn't tell Ling Zihao about this.

"Boss Ling, it's true." Zhang Juan said sincerely. Father Ling's health was not good, so he naturally wouldn't lie.

Ling Zihao took a few steps back in a panic, eyes full of disbelief and guilt, ran towards the door, even forgetting about Gu Xiaoqing who was still in the office, and said that he would send Gu Xiaoqing home.

Gu Xiaoqing looked at the handbag in front of her with a lonely expression. Will Ling Zihao come back this time?She couldn't be sure anymore, Gu Xiaoqing hid her emotions and turned to look at Zhang Juan.

"Sister Xiaoqing, are you... are you okay..." Zhang Juan stared at Gu Xiaoqing's face suspiciously, but didn't find any loss or sadness, Zhang Juan became more and more confused.

Gu Xiaoqing naturally saw the scrutiny in Zhang Juan's eyes, and smiled indifferently: "Isn't the chairman just visiting his father? What should I do?"

Gu Xiaoqing talked about this matter calmly, but in fact, her heart was already bleeding. In a day, she should be very satisfied, right?

People who are too greedy will mess themselves up, but Gu Xiaoqing chooses to withdraw peacefully.

Zhang Juan didn't find anything unusual on Gu Xiaoqing's face, so he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief: "Sister Xiaoqing said, I'm going out to work first."

Gu Xiaoqing nodded to Zhang Jun. There are still many things to do in the company, and there is no need to find a reason to bring the materials back now.Hurry up and read the information tonight.

Zhang Jun walked out, leaving Gu Xiaoqing's lonely back standing in the office, the dim light shone on Gu Xiaoqing's body, making the back even more lonely.

Gu Xiaoqing looked at the coffee cup on the table and murmured to herself: "Can the cup last forever?" Even she wasn't sure, Gu Xiaoqing shook her head helplessly and smiled, let it be.

Gu Xiaoqing took out the things in the bag and made a cup of coffee. The aroma of coffee wafted throughout the office. Gu Xiaoqing took a sip from the porcelain white coffee cup, and the bitterness in her mouth spread to her heart.

Gu Xiaoqing opened the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the cars driving on the road. A trace of loneliness flashed in Gu Xiaoqing's eyes. Can you still believe what Ling Zihao said?

"Father, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Ling Zihao held the steering wheel tightly with his hands, and kept saying these words in his mouth. It was because of him that Father Ling was admitted to the hospital.

Ling Zihao's face was full of guilt and pain. If something happened to his father, he would not forgive himself. Ling Zihao increased the speed of the car to the maximum and kept looking ahead.I just wish I could get to the hospital soon.

Ling Zihao pursed his lips tightly, and he didn't have any thoughts in his mind. His biggest thought now was that his father should be fine. Ling Zihao's only thought now was this.

Zhang Ma looked around at the hospital entrance, why the young master hadn't come yet, Zhang Ma's face was full of anxiety and uneasiness, Ling's mother was still in a coma, and Ling's father was still undergoing surgery, it was almost urgency.

Seeing the familiar car approaching her, Zhang Ma finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Master, you are here, come in with me."

Ling Zihao nodded his head heavily, he naturally saw the sweat dripping from Zhang Ma's forehead, Ling Zihao's heart naturally rose to his throat.

Ling Zihao strode forward, seeing Mama Zhang moving slowly behind him, Ling Zihao turned his head and looked back in doubt: "Mama Zhang, what's wrong with your feet?"

Zhang Ma looked at her feet following Ling Zihao's line of sight, and smiled with relief: "I accidentally fell, go in quickly, and leave me alone."

More important than her now are Ling's mother and Ling's father. Ling Zihao looked at Zhang's mother's feet without turning a glance, and then he remembered Gu Xiaoqing. He said he would send Gu Xiaoqing home, but he still broke his promise .

"Zhang Jun, you have to do it to send Gu Xiaoqing home." Ling Zihao said in a dark and indifferent manner, Gu Xiaoqing must go home, he will naturally go to Gu Xiaoqing's house after he has settled the affairs here.

Zhang Juan on the other side of the phone was silent: "I will take Miss Xiaoqing home." After Zhang Juan said this, there was a burst of busy tone on the phone. Zhang Juan glanced at the phone helplessly. The speed of hanging up the phone is getting more and more pleasant.

Ling Zihao put his mobile phone into his trouser pocket and walked into the ward without saying a word. He missed Gu Xiaoqing's warmth, the warmth that belonged to him.

Ling Zihao looked at a person lying on the hospital bed, and this person was his mother. Ling Zihao walked to Ling's mother's bed worriedly: "Mom, what's the matter?" Ling Zihao's eyes were full of annoyance, why did he become like this .

Zhang Ma walked in slowly, looked at Ling Zihao and Ling Mu sadly, and said leisurely: "Master, Madam has been stimulated and passed out, she will wake up later, sir is still in the rescue."

Mama Zhang wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and felt very uncomfortable seeing the happy family in the past turned into what they are now.

Ling Zihao stared blankly at Mother Ling, holding Mother Ling's hand with a generous big hand. Mother Ling's hand was wrinkled, which was the trace of the years. Ling Zihao's eyes were full of guilt and pain.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I was wrong." Ling Zihao said softly, if he hadn't told Lin Mo those things, his parents would not be like this at all.Lying weakly on the hospital bed, he refused to open his eyes to look at him.

Mother Ling's eyes were tightly closed, and she didn't look like she was about to wake up. Ling Zihao kept staring at Mother Ling, and sighed helplessly.

Mama Zhang looked at the young master with a frowning expression, "Young master, why don't you go and see your husband first." Ling Zihao must also want to see his father now, but Ling's mother is still awake, and Ling Zihao is in a dilemma.

Ling Zihao raised his scarlet eyes to look at Zhang Ma, and said with difficulty: "Okay." Ling Zihao let go of Ling Mu's hand, and went to see his father first. Ling Zihao looked at Ling Mu, who was beside him, and he would come back sooner. Waiting for mother to wake up.

Zhang Ma nodded lightly, the young master must be feeling very bitter now, after all these things were not what he wanted to happen, Zhang Ma sighed helplessly, God is really unfair.

Mama Zhang glanced at Mother Ling who was putting on, with surprise flashing across her eyes, she stopped Ling Zihao who was about to step out of the door: "Master, Madam seems to be waking up soon."

Zhang Ma couldn't restrain the excitement in her eyes, she turned to look at Ling Mu, Ling Mu's eyelids moved slightly, as if she was about to wake up, Ling Zihao stopped walking, and looked at Ling Mu who was beside her.

Seeing his mother opened her eyes, Ling Zihao couldn't stop the excitement in her eyes. It's great that her mother woke up.

Snapped--

A crisp sound sounded, Ling Zihao was taken aback, and looked at Ling's mother in disbelief: "Mom..." He didn't understand why his mother would beat him.

Mother Ling's chest was trembling, she looked at Ling Zihao in front of her angrily, her good son still knew to come: "You still know to come! You let me down so much."

Ling's mother said in disappointment, Ling Zihao let her down so much, Ling's mother's eyes were full of loss and pain, and she didn't even look at Ling Zihao.

Ling Zihao only felt the burning pain on his face, and he didn't put his hand up. This is what he deserved: "Mom, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong."

Ling Zihao apologized very sincerely, his eyes were full of guilt, he thought he could bear the consequences, but unexpectedly, he couldn't bear it.

He had never thought of such a consequence, because he rejected Lin Mo, and things got worse and worse. Ling Zihao wanted to beat himself up, but nothing helped.

Ling's mother said lightly: "Go and see your father." Ling's mother got out of bed tremblingly, sitting on the edge of the bed with distress written on her face, her husband must be fine.

Ling Zihao looked at Ling's mother with deep eyes: "Mom, I'll help you go together." Ling Zihao knew that his mother was worried about his father, so he naturally had to take his mother with him.

Ling Zihao stretched out his hand to Ling's mother, and Ling's mother knocked off Ling Zihao's extended hand, and said to Zhang's mother beside her, "Zhang's mother, help me."

Annoyance flashed in Ling Zihao's eyes. His mother was really angry this time, and it was all because of him. He would not blame anyone.

"Okay, ma'am." Zhang Ma stretched out her hand to Ling Mu's side, and Ling Mu put most of her body's strength on Zhang Ma's body.

Ling Zihao had no choice but to withdraw his hand in embarrassment, looking at Mother Ling helplessly, all this was his fault, if he hadn't rejected Lin Mo, such a thing would not have happened.

Mother Ling was wearing her shoes when she walked into a doctor. The doctor scanned the people in the room and said coldly, "Who is the family member of the patient?"

The doctor looked at the person in front of him seriously, maybe he went wrong, this is a moment related to Ling's father's life, there should be no accidents.

The doctor was about to go out to check the room number, when a voice rang out in the room: "I am, how is my father?" Ling Zihao's face was full of anxiety and worry, his father should be fine.

The doctor handed the document to Ling Zihao. Ling Zihao took the document and opened it. His face changed with fear, and he saw in disbelief that there were five large characters written on it, the critical illness notice.

"The patient's condition is deteriorating now, and the situation is not optimistic. If there is no problem, please sign." The doctor said calmly. He has seen such things too much. As long as they sign quickly, they can proceed to the next operation. .

Ling Zihao looked at the document in front of him in a daze, his hands were trembling, he didn't dare to sign his name, the veins on the back of Ling Zihao's hand were bulging, and he looked at the document in front of him scarlet.

"Notice of critical illness? How is this possible? It's impossible." Mother Ling muttered to herself when she heard the doctor gave the notice of critical illness. Her husband was just a little sick, and there was no need to sign it this.

Ling's mother couldn't bear such a stimulus, and passed out again. Ling Zihao glanced at his mother with distress, and it was all because of him.

Ling Zihao's gaze returned to the critical illness notice in front of him again, and he picked up the document in front of him and tore it into pieces vigorously: "My father is fine, you must save him, you must."

Ling Zihao glared at the doctor viciously, and threw away the fragments in his hand. He couldn't sign, and his father was fine at all. There were scraps of paper floating in the air, and they landed on Ling Zihao's shoulders. Ling Zihao looked at the doctor coldly.

The doctor seemed to have known Ling Zihao's reaction for a long time, and took out the same document again: "Please don't delay the patient's operation, we will naturally do our best to treat him."