Basically helping him with his laundry and cooking, as if he was still like he used to be, just a child. Mo Ling did not refuse his mother to do these things, he understood that this was an expression of his mother's love for him.

He remembered that once when his mother lived here for more than ten days, Uncle Ye came.

Uncle Ye always showed that he cared about himself, asking himself if he was in trouble and if he needed help. He smiled and thanked him. For the man his mother married, he doesn't need him to be good to himself, he just wants him to be wholeheartedly devoted to his mother.

This time, my mother stayed for 7 days, and during these seven days, he would occasionally accompany her to go out for a walk, go to the neighborhood to paint, and go to a concert or something. Before leaving, my mother still had a very reluctant expression, and this time she even cried. But this time, his mother also told him one thing, asking her to take good care of his father in the future.

After his mom left, his apartment was as quiet as before, and his life was peaceful, but this peace was shattered on the day he attended his graduation ceremony.

That day, the graduation ceremony was not over, so he hurriedly bought a plane ticket and returned to Night City.

It was his father who called him, an assistant named Wang An.

On the phone was Assistant Wang's anxious voice.

"Mo Ling, the chairman suddenly fainted in the company, we have sent him to the emergency room of the hospital, can you rush back now?"

When he received the answer, his whole body froze, and his head seemed to be knocked with a stick, so that he could not see the road in the distance.

And when he came to his senses, he rushed out of the auditorium like crazy and drove to the airport as fast as he could.

When he returned to Night City, it was late that evening, and by this time his father had already completed the operation.

In the ward, he saw his father, who was emaciated as if he had suddenly aged at once, his father's face was as pale as paper, his appearance was haggard, and there were several instruments monitoring his physical condition next to the bed.

He called out to his father several times, but his father, who was in a coma, did not hear him. He was then called to the office by a doctor.

"You are Mr. Mo's son, Mo Ling, right?" The doctor asked, with a faint sigh in his tone.

Mo Ling nodded and asked, "Doctor, is my dad doing well?" ”

The doctor took a deep breath, his face was a little solemn, he took out a diagnosis report and handed it to Mo Ling.

"Your father had a sudden cerebral infarction this time, but fortunately, it was delivered in time, and the operation was successful. However, he may have difficulty walking or aphasia in the future, and even if he recovers some later, he will no longer be able to do heavy work. ”

The doctor's words were like a basin of cold water poured on Mo Ling's body.

He couldn't speak for a long time with his mouth open,

Because he knew his father, he knew that paralysis was an unacceptable result for his father than death.

He couldn't imagine how his father, who had always been so good and proud, could accept this situation.

"How could my dad suddenly get so sick?" Mo Ling still remembers that when he saw his father a few months ago, his father was fine, and his work and life were normal.

The doctor sighed, then shook his head again.

"He didn't take care of his body himself. He must have bad habits such as smoking, alcoholism, overwork, and staying up all night, right? ”

Mo Ling: ......

Mo Ling felt like something was blocked in his chest, and it made him breathe uncomfortably.

He remembers that when he was very young, his father was a perennial smoker.