Please Take Me Home, Daddy - Chapter 876: Chapter 876

Latte and Lightning rush to Laura's bedside.
Latte cried like she was dying. "The mentor! I was scared to death when I heard the news, mentor! I thought I was going to get rid of him, mentor! !"
Lightning stared at Laura and said, "Are you okay now? I heard that you have issued three critically ill notices. All of us are praying for you. Fortunately, your life is out of danger now, right?"
Ms. Yale Mentor said seriously, "Get out of the way. The patient has just recovered and is not energetic enough. Don't talk too much. We can't make him uncomfortable anymore."
Hearing this, they nodded like little babies and made way for Laura. They looked at her eagerly and followed her.
Laura also looked at their fresh pasta, feeling a sense of disappointment.
They were all energetic and vigorous when they met before.
But now, there are different degrees of haggardness.
Especially Zayn, who was silent.
He lost a lot of weight, and his originally sharp and indifferent aura became cold. His eyes were dead, and he only stared at her with deep pupils.
She slowly reached out and hooked his little finger.
Just like she did with Zayn before the crash.
Zayn stopped breathing and her eyes turned red. He didn't look at her.
His shoulders were shaking slightly.
He's crying.
She held his hand and didn't want him to be unhappy.
Zayn choked for a long time and turned to look at her. A drop of tears suddenly rolled down his face.
He cried in a very subdued way.
If Zayn didn't have tears on her face, she would even think it was an illusion.
But Zayn deserved it. When he cried, he looked indescribably good-looking.
It seemed to be fragile, shattering porcelain.
Laura was lost in thought.
Zayn really looks good when she cries.
And she seldom saw him cry.
She was taken back to the ward, where a crowd of people stood.
Nurse Ms. Yale Mentor ordered them to stay no more than twenty minutes, and only two or three ounces remained.
Laura was lying on the bed. She had never been so tired in her life.
Favian and Robert gave her a present: "Don't you like cars the most? We were watching you in the pasta, ordered a car for you, and bought you a car. It's all parked in the garage. You can drive it when you get back."
She blinked weakly. "Thank you, Robert and Uncle Joshua."
Joshua's eyes were red and she was also haggard. "Laura, when you lived in the pasta for half a month, I invited a wall of Buddhas. I never believed in ghosts before, but I didn't know how to help you at that time. I especially hoped that Buddha could bless you."
He took out a gift box with trembling, "I carry it every day. I want you to wear it when you wake up. This is the ice emerald Buddha I bought. I hope it can bless you."
She looked at the transparent emerald and nodded gently. "It's beautiful. Thank you, Uncle Joshua."
Louis choked and stood aside. "I don't know what to say, but I brought you money."
He took out a safe and said, "It's all for you, Laura. Congratulations on your return to the mortal realm. I have carried the money in this box for several days, and I even gave my bodyguard a bonus for carrying things. Fortunately, the money was given away, and the bodyguard's spine has been relieved."
Laura:"......"
She wanted to laugh, but she choked and coughed in pain.
Everyone in the room suddenly took a deep breath, "Laura?" "Are you okay?"
Everett was about to rush out. "I'm going for a doctor!"
She was helpless, "Don't... Don't look for me..." I should be angry... We don't have so many people here in the first place. Go on."
The Hans couple hesitated for a moment, and Otto stepped forward to show her the jewel: "This is Paraiba I bought you. It has been inlaid into jewelry. Do you like it?"
Laura looked at Hans hesitantly.
Hans nodded at her and motioned for her to take it.
She said embarrassedly, "Thank you. I like it very much."
Otto felt that she was very unfamiliar, reluctantly held up a smile and gently shook her hand: "When you get better, I will take you to buy more jewelry as long as you like it."
Laura nodded embarrassedly.
Hans gently touched her forehead and said, "I'm glad you feel better. Laura, we heard that you were very happy after waking up in the ICU. It was a pity to wait for you for several days before coming out. As long as you are still here, it will be fine. When you get better, come to live with us. We bought an apartment near your house."
Laura nodded.
Antonio walked to her bedside and asked, "How do you feel?"
She was very tired and began to sleep again: "It hurts, but it's nothing serious."
Antonio comforted Laura and held her hand. "It's okay, Laura. You are alive now. No more accidents will happen to you. You are safe."
Laura nodded and said softly, "I... Is it badly hurt?"
Winnie wiped her tears and looked at her distressedly, "Nothing serious. It's fine."
But she didn't believe it, "Nothing serious... Why did I enter the ICU?"
Winnie was stunned and reluctant to say anything.
Lilian said frankly, "Nothing to be embarrassed about. It's not an incurable disease."
She leaned down to fiddle with Laura's hair and said in a gentle voice, "Your thighs and lower legs were fractured. A lot of steel pins were put on your body, and your ribs were also broken. When the incident occurred, Zayn handled it properly and didn't let anyone touch you. Otherwise, as long as you move wrongly, your ribs would probably pierce your heart, and then you could not be saved. The injury is indeed very serious. We have issued three critical condition notices, and we almost thought that you couldn't make it through the third time."
As Lilian spoke, she began to cry. "You lived in the pasta for half a month. On the seventh day, they said you woke up once. We were so happy that we all went crazy. Many of your fellows didn't wake up and even watched them leave one after another. I was really scared."
She blamed herself for tears: "I'm sorry, Laura. Winnie shouldn't have let you wait at the door. If you were in the car... Or in the pasta... Then it's all right!"
The more Lilian spoke, the more excited he became. He squatted by her bed and cried, "Winnie was wrong. Winnie was really wrong. She shouldn't have been emotional at that time, nor should she not fight for her innocence when she was pregnant, which made you suffer. I am not a competent Winnie!"
"You are the only one in Winnie's family. You can't get into trouble, Laura!"
Laura was upset and wiped her tears, "Don't cry, Winnie. It's..." The perpetrator's fault, not yours."
Winnie hurriedly picked Lilian up. "Don't be like this, Lilian. She needs to rest now. You will put psychological pressure on her by crying like this, and she can't get emotional."
Lilian nodded and hurriedly wiped away her tears. "During this period, Zayn and your boys have been watching over you in turn, especially Zayn. He came back after taking a shower every day without stopping, not daring to leave you."
Laura turned to look at Zayn.
Zayn sat beside her hospital bed, his dead eyes reflecting on her face.
His face was covered with stubble, and his clothes had been changed, but they were also wrinkled.
Zayn had never been so embarrassed. He had experienced the cruelty of death since childhood, and he must have been scared in the past half a month.
She struggled to hold Zayn's hand and said, "Don't be afraid. I am alive."
Zayn was stunned, and his dim eyes gradually brightened again. He carefully held her hand.
"I'm not afraid." He said firmly, "If you die, I'll go with you. You can never get rid of me in your life."