Stupid cute maid loves to play tricks

He hates Lin Mo even more now, and it's because of him, but Lin Mo will definitely publicize this matter with great fanfare, and Ling Zihao's eyes are full of deep disgust.

"Master, you should go and rest for a while, I will take care of Madam here."

Zhang Ma said to the exhausted Ling Zihao, Ling Zihao was indeed very tired now, he couldn't rest, he wanted to watch his mother wake up.

Ling Zihao shook his head indifferently: "No need, I'll wait for my mother to wake up here." Oh Tugu, if he didn't see his mother wake up, his heart would not be so at ease.

There was helplessness in the corner of Zhang Ma's mouth, Ling Zihao insisted, so let's persevere, Zhang Ma closed the door, backed out, and left the rest of the time for the two of them.

Ling Zihao focused on the wrinkles at the corners of his mother's eyes. This is the imprint of time. He has grown up, but unfortunately he doesn't even have the right to choose love.

"Mom, I like her, I really like her, and I don't want to follow the path of you and dad. I don't like Lin Mo, and I don't have any affection for her at all." Ling Zihao whispered softly, he will do his best for the Ling's consortium efforts to save.

He wants to choose his own feelings instead of letting his parents make choices for him.

Mother Ling woke up leisurely, her eyes were blurred, and when she touched the familiar place with her hand, there was a moment of emptiness, Mother Ling was startled: "Old Ling!"

Mother Ling opened her eyes instantly, looking at the haggard Ling Zihao in front of her, Mother Ling's eyes flashed distressed, and then disappeared, and asked hoarsely, "How is Lao Ling?"

Seeing that his mother didn't care about him, Ling Zihao inevitably felt a little disappointed, but this was something he should bear, and he couldn't blame anyone. Ling Zihao looked at Ling's mother with deep eyes.

"Father is out of danger, and is still in a coma." Ling Zihao pursed his lips and stared at his mother deeply. The mother became more and more haggard, because of his father, and he was also the reason.

Shock flashed across Ling's mother's face, and she hurriedly wanted to get out of bed to see her husband. Her husband was in a coma, and it was impossible for her to stay here with peace of mind.

Ling Zihao flusteredly helped Ling's mother: "Mom, I'll go with you." Ling Zihao stretched out his hand to support Ling's mother, but Ling's mother didn't even give Ling Zihao a look.

Ling Zihao covered his lost eyes, he knew that his mother was very angry, Ling Zihao supported the weak mother Ling without saying a word.

Ling's mother glanced at Ling Zihao lightly, and sighed helplessly in her heart, this time there was no Buddha to release Ling Zihao's hand, and there was still a distance to walk to Ling's father's ward.

Ling's mother didn't speak a word to Ling Zihao along the way, and she didn't even look in the eyes. Ling Zihao knew the reason for these things.

"Mom, we're here. Father is inside." Ling Zihao stood at the window of Ling's father's intensive care unit, looking at his father with an oxygen tube inserted inside, Ling Zihao felt indescribably depressed.

Like a big stone, it weighed on his heart and he couldn't breathe.

Mother Ling's eyes were full of pity, her husband was unconscious, and there was no one around him, how lonely it must be.

Only then did Ling's mother turn her head and glance at Ling Zihao: "I want to go in and accompany your father." Ling's mother said slowly to Ling Zihao, and let go of Ling's mother's hand.

Ling Zihao looked at the feeling of emptiness in his hands, the feeling he couldn't express in his heart, Ling Zihao watched his mother walk in, Ling Zihao had been waiting outside.

He was the one who tortured Ling's father and Ling's mother into such a state. Ling Zihao had been standing outside Ling's father's door, presumably his father didn't want to see him. There was a helpless wry smile on Ling Zihao's mouth.

Ling's mother staggered to Ling's father's bed in sterile clothes, looking at Ling's father lying on the bed, Ling's mother had tears in her eyes.

"Old Ling, don't go to sleep, you haven't looked at me properly yet. And my son, it's his fault this time, you wake up and teach him a lesson." Mother Ling said softly to Father Ling.

Ling's father lay quietly on the bed. If it wasn't for the beating portrait in the electrocardiogram, Ling's mother would not believe that her husband was still alive.

This time, Ling's father was really stimulated. Ling's mother took a scolding look at Ling Zihao who was standing outside, and turned her gaze to Ling Zihao's side.

Ling's mother sighed helplessly: "Old Ling, when do you think you can wake up, you can't leave me alone." Ling's father is a very special existence to Ling's mother, and now Ling's mother only has Ling's father. up.

Ling Zihao looked at his mother sadly talking to his father, Ling Zihao's heart was also struggling at the moment, seeing them like this, how should he tell Father Ling that he would not marry Lin Mo anymore.

If Ling's father knew his attitude, I'm afraid he would give him another first aid!Ling Zihao's eyes were full of pain and struggle, he shouldn't be so angry with his parents.

It was all his fault, Ling Zihao's eyes were full of guilt, with his parents on one side and Gu Xiaoqing on the other, Ling Zihao was quite torn as to what to do.

Ling's mother looked at her husband with tender eyes: "When you wake up, we don't care so much, our son has grown up, and he knows what to do." Ling's mother still has resentment towards Ling Zihao to some extent.

If it wasn't for Ling Zihao, Ling's father wouldn't be lying here. The wrinkles at the corners of Ling's mother's eyes spread round and round, and she leaned lightly against Ling's father's chest, listening to Ling's faint heartbeat. .

"Old Ling, you must wake up as soon as possible." Ling's mother said to Ling's father leisurely. Without Ling's father, her life seemed to have changed, and it became so boring.

Ling's mother lay on Ling's father's body, carefully watching the changes in Ling's father, the wrinkles on Ling's father's eyebrows crept up, and Ling's mother stretched out her hands to smooth the wrinkles on Ling's father's eyebrows.

Ling Zihao watched Mother Ling lying on top of his father, Ling Zihao did not interrupt Mother Ling's behavior, but Ling Zihao looked at Mother Ling silently.

"Mom, it's time for you to rest." Ling Zihao raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was almost morning, and Ling's mother should also rest.

Ling's mother looked up at Ling Zihao with tired eyes, and stared at Ling's father with reluctant eyes, shaking her head gently, how could she leave, she wanted to stay here with Ling's father all the time.

Ling Zihao glanced at his mother distressedly, and there was nothing he could do if he stayed here all the time: "Mom, I'm here to take care of Dad. I'll let you know when Dad wakes up, okay?"

Ling Zihao really couldn't bear to see his mother haggard because of his father, and his mother still had to take care of his father. Mother Ling must have a good rest.

Mother Ling looked at Ling Zihao with deep eyes: "Son, I don't blame you for this matter, but I blame you. There is only one way to make me feel at ease, and that is to let me stay here with Lao Ling."

What could she blame her son? If she doesn't like someone, she just doesn't like it. Not all people can get along so harmoniously like she and Lao Ling.

Therefore, Ling's mother didn't blame Ling Zihao, she was angry. Seeing her husband lying here because of his son's anger, it was impossible to say no to resentment.

Ling Zihao bowed deeply: "I'm sorry, Mom, I know I was wrong." He knew that he shouldn't treat Lin Mo that way, he should bear the responsibility of a family, but what about Gu Xiaoqing.Ling Zihao felt helpless in his heart.

What if Ling's father woke up and forced Ling Zihao to marry Lin Mo again? He really didn't like Lin Mo at all, and even hated him.

"Son, go out, I want to accompany your father." Ling's mother looked at Ling's father and said leisurely to Ling Zihao behind her. She just wanted to stay here with Ling's father at ease, and she didn't care about anything else. willing to think.

Ling Zihao looked at Ling's mother without saying a word. He knew what his mother meant, but if this continued, his mother's body couldn't bear it.

What's more, it smells like disinfectant, which is not pleasant at all.

Ling's mother turned her head and saw that Ling Zihao hadn't gone out, Ling's mother frowned displeasedly: "Could it be okay for me to be alone with Lao Ling for a while?" Ling's mother was already angry in her words.

She wanted to look at Father Ling a few more times, but she was also afraid that Father Ling would disappear from her eyes when she closed her eyes. Mother Ling's eyes were full of red threads, and she still refused to close them.

Ling Zihao looked at his mother distressedly: "Mom, I didn't mean that, and my father will take care of me." Ling Zihao looked at such an indifferent mother, and Ling Zihao felt uncomfortable in every possible way.

Ling's mother shook her head calmly. This was her husband, and she took care of her. Ling's mother couldn't listen to what Ling Zihao said, so she gently pulled the quilt on Ling's father.

Ling Zihao knew that his mother had made up her mind, so it was inconvenient for him to say too much, he just went outside to watch. Ling Zihao glanced at Ling's mother: "Mom, I'll go outside and watch."

After Ling Zihao finished speaking, he walked towards the outside, and returned to the window again. The warm breath sprayed on the glass, forming a large mist, and Ling Zihao squinted his eyes slightly.

Ling Zihao stretched out his slender hand and stroked it, his eyes were full of solemnity, as if he was carving a piece of art, so focused and serious.

On the glass, a few words gradually appeared: Dad, wake up quickly.Although it was indeed a few short words, it contained Ling Zihao's emotions.

Ling Zihao now wants his father to wake up sooner. Only when his father wakes up can his matter be resolved. No matter what, he will fight for it, not only for him, but also for the woman he loves the most, Gu Little love.

"Father, I hope you wake up quickly. It's all my fault." After Ling Zihao wrote these words, he couldn't help but touch the most painful nerves in his heart. It was Ling Zihao who made his father lie on the bed, and it was Ling Zihao who made his mother frown. He is Ling Zihao.

Ling Zihao clenched his fists tightly, what was he doing, whether he was reassuring his parents or constantly causing trouble for them, Ling Zihao's eyes were full of guilt.

Ling Zihao turned his head and saw Zhang Ma standing beside him: "Zhang Ma, it's so late, why don't you rest?"

Ling Zihao's eyes were full of doubts, were he all worried about his father's health?Ling Zihao had no choice but to think this way, Ling Zihao looked up at his mother tightly holding his father's hand.

"I'll come and see Mr. and Mrs., son. It's so late. I'm here to watch over you. You can't break down. Mr. and Mrs. still need you." Zhang Ma persuaded Ling Zihao earnestly.

Ling Zihao shook his head leisurely, he couldn't rest, he also wanted to watch his father wake up, mother could do it, why couldn't he.

Ling Zihao glanced at Zhang Ma, and said calmly, "Zhang Ma, I'm fine, I want to watch my father wake up."

The number of days the doctor said made Ling Zihao's heart rise in his throat. What he was afraid of was that Ling's father would not be able to sleep, and Ling Zihao looked at the people on the hospital bed with deep eyes.

Zhang Ma sighed helplessly, and it was useless to talk so much to Ling Zihao: "I will wait with my wife too.

Mama Zhang has already regarded his wife and husband as his family members. Seeing Madam Zhang being so haggard but still waiting for Father Ling, Mama Zhang felt indescribably moved.

Ling Zihao turned around without saying a word, as long as his father can wake up, everything will be easy, even if it is not easy, Ling Zihao has to make things easy.

"Son, sir is also thinking of you and the company, so don't irritate your father." Mama Zhang sighed to Ling Zihao who was at the side.

If Ling's father hadn't been discovered, he might not be here now, but changed to a different place, so Zhang Ma hoped that Ling Zihao would stop being angry with Ling's father.

Ling Zihao's brows were full of worry: "Mum Zhang, I won't do it, as long as Dad can wake up, I can promise anything."