Please Take Me Home, Daddy - Chapter 879: Chapter 879

Laura was stunned and her nose became sore again.
Winnie said Zayn had not cried since the beginning.
He sat calmly at the gate of the hospital for hours.
He looks normal, he doesn't look normal.
As soon as he saw the doctor coming out of the ICU, he was like an animal who kept his ears up and listened to the doctor calling the names of his family members.
He was scared to hear her name.
Because every time he heard Laura's name, he had to sign a critical condition notice.
The last time he heard the doctor call Laura's family, he walked to the pasta in a trance and heard him say that she was awake.
She's awake, which means she's starting to feel better.
Everyone burst into tears of joy. Only Zayn did not speak and walked silently to the men's restroom, staying there for half an hour.
Everett sneaked in.
He said he heard Zayn crying.
He cried so hard that even the sobs were heard with his breath held.
When she came out again, Zayn's eyes were also swollen.
Everyone tacitly didn't ask.
When she was transferred to the general ward and Zayn went to fetch water, Lilian secretly said to her, "When I saw Lala had a boy who loved her like this, I felt that it was all worthwhile. Maybe this is fate. Fate made my Laura meet the best boy with the worst start."
"It is because of all these things that Laura met Zayn in the orphanage."
"It's doomed."
"You two are destined to be together forever."
Laura came back to her senses and looked at Zayn who was cleaning up the mess. She wondered, "Why didn't you go home when I was in the ICU?"
Zayn paused and said simply, "I just want to be close to you. Even if there is a door between us, I can imagine that you are lying in bed breathing like me. Only then will I feel that my breathing doesn't hurt and time isn't too long."
Hearing this, Laura was a little envious and looked out of the window to change the topic. "I'm bored. I want to find something to do. I want to work. I want to act."
Zayn said, "You want to be a man."
She tutted lightly, "You see through me. I'm just bored and don't want to watch animation or mobile phones anymore."
Zayn raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Then look at my abdominal muscles?"
Laura:"? You're not afraid that I will get burned."
Zayn was stunned and approached her, "What kind of fire?"
He had little gold stars in his eyes and asked, "What kind of fire is it?"
Laura swallowed saliva, saw his abdominal muscles and figure through his collar, and licked her lips. "I'm hot."
The atmosphere was deadly silent.
Zayn's face suddenly blushed. He tidied up the garbage, but he was embarrassed and didn't say anything.
Laura:"......"
Oh, come on. Come on.
I'm just kidding. Is this guy taking it seriously?
She was also a little embarrassed, "Go and do something for me. I don't want TV, TikTok, or Twitter."
Zayn looked at her with a blushed face and said, "Then I'll teach you how to crush your chest?"
Laura raised her eyebrows and said, "You can learn it. You are not a man."
Zayn snorted and stood up. "Okay, Ms. Yale. Wait for me. I'll learn it."
She was amused, reached out and poked him on the back. "Don't make a scene. Go get me some paintings."
Zayn raised his eyebrows and looked at her.
She smiled like a little fox: "Didn't I learn to draw?" Anyway, it's boring. Let me draw!"
Zayn:"......"
She noticed his reluctance and said coquettishly, "If I can't do something about it, my appearance, my body, my good character, even my soul will be ruined!"
Zayn looked at her helplessly, "But you need to rest now."
Laura frowned and asked, "How long should I rest?"
Zayn hissed, "The doctor said that you should rest for at least half a year in case you get sick."
She didn't accept it, "Drawing won't get sick, so I bought it for you."
Zayn frowned as if he was thinking about whether to agree or not.
Laura also persuaded him seriously, "Zayn, do you remember the TV show we watched? It says that repetitive thinking is a fatal blow to my brain. If I want my brain to be fully used, diversified stimulation is the key. My body is pinned, but my brain isn't."
Zayn raised his eyebrows enigmatically as if he was analyzing whether it would be feasible.
She straightened her chest and looked at him confidently.
Finally, Zayn laughed.
He said, "I'm sorry. I asked someone to buy it for you."
She smiled brightly and waited for the dye and paintbrush to come.
After getting it, she turned on her phone and found the photo Lilian took secretly.
Many family members were sitting in the corridor of ICU at midnight.
Zayn was one of them.
He sat down on the porch, dressed in a well-cut suit, and hugged himself with great insecurity.
She started coloring, sketching and painting.
The lonely and scared man slowly took shape on the pasta. She carefully sketched it without even looking at Zayn's face, and his profile was hidden in her mind.
Zayn's right next door to her at work.
Laura peeked at him.
Zayn was having a meeting with headphones in his low and calm voice.
He doesn't seem like a scared person at all.
Laura looked at his side face, added light and wings to the man in the painting, pasted a small note, and wrote a sentence on it.
All work was done.
She secretly put the painting on the wall and waited for Zayn to get flowers tomorrow morning.
She's such a smart girl.
The next morning, Laura returned from a walk to the pasta table and Zayn. There was already a bunch of white eustomas on the pasta table.
Zayn pushed her and was stunned when she saw the flowers, "It's for you?"
Laura grinned and said, "Would you like to have a look?"
Zayn nodded, walked to the flowers, and held them in his arms doubtfully.
The card read: "For Zayn, who loves estulian bamboo most! Thank you for taking care of me!]
He was stunned.
His ears gradually turned red, and he turned to Laura with a serious face. "Are you cheesy?"
He couldn't help smiling.
Laura smiled proudly and turned her wheelchair to the painting. "Come and have a look at the painting I prepared for you."
She bypassed the bed and looked at the corner. Her smile froze, "Where am I drawing?"
There's nothing in the corner.
What about a painting that big?!
Zayn walked over with the flowers in his hands and looked around, "Did you put your painting here?"
Laura nodded and said, "Yeah. I put it in the most conspicuous place."
Just then, the nurse came in with a cart and asked, "What's wrong?"
Laura eagerly asked for help, "Nurse, have you seen my painting?"
The nurse was stunned, "Didn't you close the door?"
Laura nodded.
The nurse was a little embarrassed and said, "I just saw an aunt leaving with a pile of cardboards. There is also a square cardboard box among them. Is it yours?"
Laura:"? It's mine."
The nurse was speechless. That should be taken away by that aunt."
Laura:"?"
Laura turned her wheelchair and rushed out, "Go get my painting back!" !!"