What he worried about most was that his father would neither eat and talk nor communicate with others.
"Dad, mom called me." Mo Ling suddenly mentioned his mother.
In these years, he seldom mentioned his mother in front of his father, because he knew that every time he mentioned her, his father would get sad.
But now, he knew, only his mother might cheer dad up, at least could let him actively get treatment and do rehabilitation training.
Sure enough, Mo Yixuan blinked his eyes hard a few times upon hearing this. With thin lips slightly open, he intended to say something, but did not at last.
"Mom said she would come to see you tomorrow," Mo Ling continued.
Mo Ling knew that it was not suitable for him to ask his mother to come to see his father, but he had no other better way. He greeted Uncle Ye first, then he talked to his mother and asked her to come over tomorrow.
