At the end of the day, Zhang Zhitao returned disappointed and ran to countless companies, but he still didn't find a job. The family she is satisfied with is already full of people, and her salary is pitifully low, not to mention treating her father's illness, it is difficult to support both of them, how can she accept it.

Dragging her tired body towards home, Zhang Zhitao found that she no longer had the strength to lift her feet, at this time she felt unprecedented fatigue and powerlessness, and really wanted to sleep well.

But......

Don't fall, you must hold on, Dad is still waiting at home, you must take care of Dad who has suffered all his life!

Zhang Zhitao admonished himself like this, and only then did a faint liliang rise under his feet, and he stepped forward.

Pushing open the door, it was quiet and scary, and even the lights weren't turned on, which couldn't help but make Zhang Zhitao's heart tense inexplicably.

Because she didn't have extra money to be hospitalized, she had already taken her father home yesterday to recuperate, but at this time, the dead silence at home made her feel uneasy.

"Isn't Dad at home? Why don't you turn on the lights? Zhang Zhitao turned on the light, scanned the somewhat messy room, and when her eyes fell on the staircase going upstairs, the whole person was petrified on the spot.

Subsequently......

"Daddy......"

Zhang Zhitao ran to the staircase in a panic and helped Zhang Ping, who had fallen to the ground with his eyelids closed, up. At Zhang Ping's wrist, an exaggerated wound was gurgling with blood, and the ground had been dyed a large area of red.

"How can this be, Dad, what's wrong with you, did you fall from the stairs?"

Zhang Zhitao was at a loss, he didn't know what to do at all, and hurriedly wrapped up the wound on Zhang Ping's wrist.

I went out for an afternoon, and when I came back, I saw such a scene, and she suddenly saw despair, and she couldn't suppress her crying again in despair and helplessness.

"A ...... of Momo"

In Zhang Zhitao's desperate cry, Zhang Ping woke up leisurely, raised his hand and shook her shoulder, and called her name in a weak voice.

"A ...... of Momo"

Seeing Zhang Ping wake up in a hazy eye of tears, Zhang Zhitao's desperate eyes flashed with tired surprise, but he also cried even louder.

Even though he cried so sadly, he continued to comfort his father: "Dad, don't worry, the doctor will come soon, don't be afraid, Ah Tao is by your side......"

"Ah Tao...... Don't leave Daddy, Daddy just ...... Only Ah Tao is left......" Zhang Ping smiled weakly, and closed his eyes after faintly finishing his words.

"Ah Tao won't leave, and Dad won't leave Ah Tao......" Zhang Zhitao responded, but his voice became more and more hoarse.