After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

As expected, Xiao Ling became depressed the moment he heard that his father would be coming tonight. He looked at Jiang Jincheng with a fearless look: "Wife... I will try my best to survive my father..."

Jiang Jincheng wanted to laugh but held it back. He thought for a moment and said softly, "Actually, this is not a big deal. Uncle has been on leave for too long and still has things to do in the bureau. When Uncle goes back and finishes dealing with them, he can switch back with Old Xiao."

Jiang Jincheng stroked Xiao Ling's cheek, looked at his innocent eyes and slowly comforted him: "Uncle will come to the hospital every two or three days to check on you, okay? This way, Old Xiao will be here to watch over you, and uncle can go home to cook for you, so you don't have to eat the tasteless food in the hospital cafeteria every three days."

Xiao Ling whimpered and then looked up at Jiang Jincheng very reluctantly: "My dad had to come over... Why is it so urgent..."

"Your father said that he felt that he had not taken good care of you all this time, so he came to make it up to you while you were in the hospital, so that you could feel the fatherly love that you had not felt for a long time."

Xiao Ling: …

“I felt the threat of death…”

Jiang Jincheng laughed out loud, and looking at Xiao Ling's resentful face, he couldn't help but pat his head: "Forget about it now, don't say it after 4:30! I don't know exactly when your father will be here, don't let him hear it."

"Oh…"

When Xiao Ling heard that his father was coming and his uncle was leaving, he suddenly became depressed. He stopped talking and making a fuss, and sat on the bed, sighing continuously.

Jiang Jincheng sat with him for a while and couldn't help but frown and remind him: "That's enough! Just say a few words, don't always look so gloomy, it's like you don't like your father."

"When Director Xiao comes, he will be very happy and will see how upset you look. Don't let him think too much about it even though you are so old."

Xiao Ling sighed and nodded: "It's not that I don't like him..."

"I'm worried that you'll lose your husband, uncle... What if I don't survive his hands?"

Xiao Ling took a deep breath and shook his head: "Uncle, you don't know how my father raised me when I was a child. When I was setting off firecrackers, he asked me to get a lighter. After lighting them, he ran away. I was still standing there in a daze. Fortunately, the firecrackers got damp and didn't explode, otherwise I would still be lying on this bed now?"

"My dad doesn't know how to cook. My mom is also a police officer. She was on a business trip to another city investigating a case. The half month my dad took care of me was like a nightmare."

Xiao Ling rolled his Adam's apple and laughed as if he was angry: "I caught a cold at that time, and he made me cold medicine with Xie Li Ting! I was already having a headache, and he gave me Xie Li Ting as cold medicine for three days. My cold didn't get better, and I got constipated!"

Jiang Jincheng: …

Jiang Jincheng now began to wonder if he would be able to see Xiao Ling again after leaving him to Director Xiao. In the end, Jiang Jincheng could only reluctantly comfort him: "It's okay! Then...then your dad is...that's his first time taking care of a child, right? It's normal that he has no experience..."

Xiao Ling looked at Jiang Jincheng with great frustration: "Uncle, you have never taken care of a child, why do you take such good care of me..."

Jiang Jincheng: …

Jiang Jincheng couldn't continue his story. Xiao Ling's expression showed that he was filled with bitterness and hatred. It was obvious that he had suffered too much in his childhood and now he was afraid when he saw his biological father. He was afraid that after the novice protection period, he would be killed by his biological father one day.

Xiao Ling covered his face and wailed: "I haven't had time to enjoy my uncle's care before I'm going to be killed by my father..."

"Oh, that's really not the case. Your father is so old now. He is not like before when he was in his twenties and knew nothing. He is so old and he is living well. How could he raise you to death?"

Jiang Jincheng glanced at the time and coughed, "That's enough! It's half past four! Stop!"

"Calm yourself down and manage your expression. Don't act like your dad owes you money. You can't just kiss him, hug him, and call him dad right away! At least you can't give him a half-dead expression, right?"

Jiang Jincheng continued to persuade him: "Look, uncle just said that your mental state is much better, you can eat, drink and make noise, why do you become listless when you see him? Then you are slapping your uncle in the face!"

"Your dad will misunderstand and think that your uncle is fooling him, right? You should at least behave a little more for your uncle, right?"

"At least your life was saved by your father, otherwise how could you still be here and act like a spoiled child to me? Your father's parenting method is problematic, but he is still sincere to you."

Xiao Ling nodded and obediently changed her resentful face: "I know this... Uncle... I'm not an ungrateful person. I still know how my father treats me..."

"I'm just afraid that he's too ambitious... I'm traumatized by him..."

Jiang Jincheng smiled helplessly and distressedly. He looked at Xiao Ling soothingly and said, "It's okay. When your father comes, I will tell him some precautions. Ask him to be careful when he takes care of you."

"Hmm...Ah..."

Xiao Ling lay on the bed half dead. In fact, Jiang Jincheng knew in his heart that Xiao Ling just didn't want to let him go. On the one hand, it was because he was his partner and he was used to sticking to him.

On the other hand, it was probably because he felt uncomfortable with his father being here. Unlike him, he could say whatever he wanted here. It was estimated that when his father was sitting here, Xiao Ling would not even dare to say that he wanted to go to the toilet.

Jiang Jincheng had no choice but to comfort Xiao Ling while Director Xiao was away and kiss him a few times before he managed to soften his expression.

At five o'clock, Director Xiao came in right on time carrying some fruits. His face was smiling as bright as a flower. No one could tell that he was here to visit the patient.

Jiang Jincheng was also tactful. He said hello and prepared to leave. However, Xiao Ling held Jiang Jincheng's hand tightly, and his eyes almost told him to stay.

Jiang Jincheng could only force a smile as he pulled his arm out, and then he told Director Xiao some precautions, such as what to pay attention to when taking a bath, eating, and going to the toilet. He especially reminded Director Xiao to remember to check whether Xiao Ling's medicine bottle was empty, so as not to inject a lot of air into it.

Director Xiao patted his chest and assured that there would be absolutely no problem. After the two chatted for a while, Director Xiao directly told Jiang Jincheng to go home and rest for two days and not to rush to work.

Xiao Ling's eyes were glued to Jiang Jincheng until his own father closed the door and he could no longer see Jiang Jincheng through the small window.

Director Xiao sat there happily. He didn't play with his phone but just looked at Xiao Ling. Xiao Ling swallowed and felt his scalp numbing under his stare.

Xiao Ling didn't dare to move at all. He stiffened his body and silently looked away to look at the vase by the window. Director Xiao probably felt bored, so he looked at it for a while before taking the initiative to talk to him.

"Xiao Ling..."

Xiao Ling's body trembled, and his voice trembled a little: "Dad...what...what happened?"

Director Xiao waved his hands and laughed: "It's okay, just asking how you are recovering."

"Ah... my uncle took good care of me... I'm recovering well..."

Xiao Ling grabbed the quilt and pretended to yawn: "Dad, I want to sleep for a while... I'm a little sleepy..."

Director Xiao frowned slightly and glanced at the time: "Are you sleepy at this hour? It's almost time for dinner. Are you going to eat after taking a nap?"

Xiao Ling wanted to cry but had no tears. He could only hold the quilt and whisper, "Then...then Dad, can you buy it for me in advance...I can eat it when I wake up..."

"No, that won't work. It's already mid-November. Food will get cold if left out for a while. How can you eat cold food when you're still in the hospital on an IV? If you get diarrhea, I'll have to help you pee!"

Director Xiao rejected it directly and ruthlessly. He stood up and checked the time: "I'll go see if there's any food in the cafeteria now. Can you eat before going to bed?"

Xiao Ling could only nod. He didn't dare to have any objection. He barely breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Director Xiao leave.

He trembled and reached out to take out the phone from his coat, then opened Jiang Jincheng's chat box, typing with tears and snot: "Uncle... I miss you..."