"Mom, when will Dad come home?"

In the corridor outside the ICU ward, many family members were waiting. All of them were in low spirits and looked worried. Some of them kept crying after being informed of the situation by the doctor.

In such a depressing atmosphere, Tang Zichen's childish voice was filled with panic.

Song Zhiying held his small hand tightly, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, squatted down and looked at him: "Zichen, Dad is still trying to go home with us. He is lost now, and we need to call him back."

Tang Zichen nodded, speaking innocently, "But they said my dad was hacked to death. My dad is a good man, why did they kill him?"

Song Zhiying's tears welled up in her eyes and she almost burst into tears. "Yes, Dad is a good man. He saved many people."

But he was chopped down by the people he saved.

Zichen had not yet learned the story of the farmer and the snake, so he did not understand.

"I understand. Good people have to go through 81 trials and tribulations, just like Sun Wukong! Dad is Sun Wukong. Once he beats the monsters away, he will come back!"

After Tang Zichen finished speaking, he noticed that Song Zhiying's face was covered with tears. He was a little overwhelmed and clumsily wiped her tears with his little hands, "Mom, don't cry. Dad said that a real man should protect Mom and not let her cry. Is the monster coming to catch Mom too? Mom, I'm not afraid. Zichen will protect you."

Tang Zichen looked around and opened his arms to block Song Zhiying.

Song Zhiying hugged him tightly and burst into tears.

"The family of bed number two."

The doctor from the ICU ward came over and saw Song Zhiying and her son. His voice was a little hoarse. "Doctor Song, it's your turn to see Doctor Tang. You only have ten minutes. You know the rules, so I won't explain them. Talk to Doctor Tang more. Perhaps after hearing your voices, his will to live will be stronger and he will be more likely to recover."

Song Zhiying just forced a smile.

She's a doctor herself, even one who works in hospice. She knows better than anyone that medical miracles are just placebos. How many people actually make it out of the ICU relying solely on their will to live?

"Mom, I saw Dad!"

At this moment, Tang Zichen suddenly pointed to a place and jumped up and down excitedly.

Song Zhiying looked up and saw several people walking towards the elevator.

Zhou Ze came with them. The young man in the white shirt next to him was Xi Shao, the son of the chairman of Xiguang Hospital. There were also two beautiful girls.

Tang Zichen's big eyes, clearly black and white, rolled around, full of joy: "Dad is right next to the sister in the white dress!"

However, Song Zhiying saw nothing.

"dad!"

Tang Zichen came out of Song Zhiying's arms and ran happily towards Tang Mingchu's soul.

Tang Mingchu didn't expect that his three-year-old son could actually see him. He was a little surprised. When he saw him running towards him, he immediately squatted down to catch him, fearing that he would fall if he ran too fast.

However, Tang Zichen's body passed through Tang Mingchu's soul and accidentally fell in front of Shi Ling.

Tang Zichen was a little confused and asked, "Dad?"

Shi Ling pulled him up.

Tang Zichen looked up at her, "Sister Fairy, where is my father?"

Shi Ling pointed to the ICU ward and said, "He's waiting for you inside."

Song Zhiying came over and pulled Tang Zichen over, thanked Shi Ling, and then looked at Zhou Ze with some confusion. She could see that Xi Jin and the two girls came with Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze's current state swept away the depression of the past few days, and his eyes were full of hope. "Sister-in-law, Tang Mingchu will definitely get better!"