Girlfriend's Conspiracy

I prayed silently in my heart, hoping my father could forgive me. In fact, I have difficulties now and can't explain everything to him.

I wish my father could believe that his son is also honest. Like him, he just can't eat hungry.

But the old father only believed what he saw, not what she felt. He was a child from childhood.

I prayed silently in my heart that my father could live safely and healthily, waiting for the day when my plan was successful.

Tears filled my eyes unconsciously. I really hope I can fulfill my responsibilities and obligations as a son in my father's lifetime.

In this way, the car is moving forward quickly. I slammed on the brake and parked at the door of the hospital. The boy was almost given a big somersault by my action.

I hurried to open the door and ran to the saint hospital regardless of the charm around me. I heard at the front desk. My father lives in Room 201.

The hospital was quiet. The patients had already rested at this time. I only heard the sound of my running. I gasped heavily, braked sharply, and generally stopped at the door of 201.

I gently looked in through the window. I saw my father lying there with oxygen in his nose and his eyes closed. Mother sat in front of the hospital bed watching her father.

Seeing these two gray haired old people, my tears could no longer be controlled. I crept into the room. I was afraid that my arrival would scare my mother. I gently walked around opposite my mother.

Mother saw me, put her hand on her mouth and hissed. He wouldn't let me speak. She might be afraid of waking her father, or she might be afraid that her father would drive me away if he saw me.

I am a mother nodding., Mother pointed out the door and motioned me to go out with him. I tiptoed. First, I was reluctant to come with my mother outside the ward.

I anxiously inquired about my mother's illness and my father's condition, "Mom, how's my father? What did the doctor say?"

The old lady looked at me with tears in her eyes. "Don't worry, son. It's under control for the time being, but the doctor said that your father's illness is not optimistic. I want to call you, but your father closed his eyes and shook his head. He won't allow me to tell you."

I looked at my mother sadly and knew how much harm my unfilial behavior had brought to the old man.

"But your neighbor Aunt Li said she had to tell you about it, because your father's illness was not optimistic. He was afraid you wouldn't see your father's last side, so he discussed with me and called you and I agreed."

Although my mother is not satisfied with my work, her mother doesn't react as strongly as her father. After all, I'm his son. Women and men feel different.

Men are a rough and strong way to educate me, but women are different. No matter how distressed, unwilling or unhappy women are, they will not refuse their son out of the door.

"Your father is asleep now. I don't want him to be emotionally excited. Just look at him from a distance. Your father can't be excited. If he is excited, it's not good for his condition. I think you'd better not go to the hospital bed and look at him from a distance."

I nodded to my mother in tears, and I promised my mother. Just let me look at it from a distance. I don't want to be angry with my father here, because my father has never forgiven me in the bottom of his heart.

My mother looked at me with great pain. She touched my face with her calloused hands. "AA wronged you, I am also old, useless, you still listen to your mother." I nodded to my mother, and I promised my mother.

At this time, Meier was also level 10. He came to my mother and me. He shouted at my mother. "Aunt"

My mother noticed that there was another person around me. My mother knew I had a girlfriend, and he also met Meier once and liked Meier very much.

Today, I was very happy to see Meier come to the ward to see my father. The mother took Meier's hand and looked at Meier up and down. "The child aunt can't invite you home to do it. When your uncle is well, will you come home?"

The mother took Meier's hand with great joy to express her great satisfaction and deep apology. "Aunt, don't be too sad. Your uncle's illness will get better. Yang Qing, don't worry here. I'm taking care of him."

The effect is really considerate. She knows what her mother is worried about. She knew that her mother must be worried that I was not taken care of outside, so she told her mother this.

Hearing Meier say this, the mother seems to get some comfort. She nods at Meier with ease. I went through the door of the ward and saw my father move slightly.

I just wanted to open the door and go in, but I thought something was wrong. I told my mother that my father had just woke up.

Mother hurried to the door. He motioned me not to come in. Just at the door. I nodded and watched my mother enter the room. Mother went to her father's hospital bed.

Father opened his eyes slightly. She looked so weak that he opened his mouth as if he were saying something to his mother, but the voice was too low for me to hear clearly.

It can be seen that his mother can't hear clearly. He put his ears close to his father's mouth. Father is really too weak now. I just looked at my father from a distance. I hope he can survive this disaster.

At this time, the doctor came over with the medicine plate. "Let him have a look. Are you the patient's family or who? If it's the family, you can go in and have a look. There needs to be silence in the ward. If it's an outsider, please leave here quickly."

The nurse cleans Meier and me selflessly.

The father and mother in the room heard the nurse's voice and turned to the door. I saw my father's eyes coming over here, and I quickly dodged aside.

I'm afraid my father would be bad if he saw me having a cerebral hemorrhage caused by anger.

I smiled bitterly, thinking that my son was really a failure. When my father needed me most, I was watching from a distance, as if I were an outsider.

But there is no way. I must hide my identity and catch Xing Fei. When I catch Xing Fei, father, I will apologize in front of you. I believe you will be proud of me when that day comes.

Thinking of this day, I seem to alleviate some guilt, so that this day will come. I hope that day will come soon, so that my father can see this day and make him proud of his son.