At this moment, a light suddenly came from the door of the ward.

Ling Feng turned around and saw a young woman who looked at at most in her early thirties and had a very capable makeup standing at the door watching him dazed. A thermos pot fell under her feet. The lid of the pot had fallen off and the millet porridge inside had already spread all over the floor.

When the two met their eyes, Ling Feng felt boundless surprises and unconcealed deep care from the young woman's beautiful eyes. After all, mother and son were in love. Although they had never enjoyed a moment of maternal love when they were young, the closeness from blood cannot be isolated by any external object.

The young woman stared at Ling Feng in a daze, and her beautiful eyes were filled with tears.

At this time, another man's voice sounded from behind the young woman: "Look, you are all bosses and are still so unstable. You can even fall with can of porridge. Also, I said don't bring porridge, what millet porridge should I bring? Xiaofeng didn't wake up again, who did you bring porridge for..."

Before the last word of drinking was spoken, the voice stopped abruptly.

Ling Feng looked up when he heard the sound and saw a tall middle-aged man standing behind the young woman. The outline of the middle-aged man looked a bit similar to that of Ling Feng. If it weren't for the crow's feet left on the corners of his eyes, the two of them would have easily been mistaken for two brothers when they stood together.

The middle-aged man stared at Ling Feng in a daze, and his eyes also showed unconcealed joy.

At this time, the little girl smiled and said, "Dad, mom, why are you standing at the door?"

The middle-aged man and the young woman woke up like a dream. The two of them said lightly at the same time, and walked into the ward one after another. The doctor and the head nurse in the ward quickly retreated. Before leaving, the doctor carefully brought the door to avoid others disturbing the family's narration.

At this time, the middle-aged man's emotions had quickly returned to calm, but the young woman's face was still filled with unconcealed joy.

The young woman said in tears: "Xiaofeng, you have woken up, you scared your mother to death."

The middle-aged man was obviously a little bit arrogant, or his emotions were much more restrained than those of the young woman. He walked to the bedside with his hands behind his back, looked at Ling Feng with concern, then turned his head to the little girl and said, "Qingqing, what time is it, why haven't you returned to school to review? Go back quickly."

The little girl grimaced at the middle-aged man, turned around and said to Ling Feng: "Brother, I'll come to see you again after school in the afternoon."

After saying that, the little girl jumped away.

Watching the little girl leave, Ling Feng's expression quickly became cold.

Ling Feng and his sister Tang Qing are really close, but their relationship with the couple in front of him, his parents, has always been very stiff. From the day he returned to Yanjing at the age of thirteen and returned to the Tang family, the relationship between father and son and mother and son has never been truly eased.

How stale is? Ling Feng is so stale that he is unwilling to change his surname to Tang now.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the relationship with his parents was too stiff and Ling Feng was really out of tune, he wouldn't have been sent to the old army by his grandfather at the age of seventeen. Naturally, there wouldn't be the story of being selected to join the special forces because of his outstanding talent and finally joining the Tianlang Team.

When facing his parents, Ling Feng really couldn't feel close.

The young woman felt Ling Feng's alienation and just sat in front of the bed and shed tears silently.

The middle-aged man was a little unhappy and frowned and said, "You have been unconscious for more than three months. Your mother spent a morning cooking millet porridge every day before sending it to the hospital. The reason is that if you wake up one day, you can drink nutritious and warm stomach-like millet porridge as soon as possible. Don't you even have the word "Thank you?"

Ling Feng was originally just a distant expression, but after hearing the man's words, his expression immediately became cold and he sneered: "Director Tang, have you gone to the wrong place? This is not a police station, and I am not a policeman in the police station. If you want to teach someone a lesson, hurry up and go back to the police station."

"You?!" The middle-aged man instinctively wanted to have an attack, but was stopped by the young woman.

"Just say less." The young woman glared at the middle-aged man fiercely, and when she looked back at Ling Feng, her face had changed to a smile and said, "Xiaofeng, you must be hungry, are you? My mother was so happy just now, so she accidentally sprinkled the millet porridge. I'll go home and sautify it."

"No need, how dare you work for President Ye to cook porridge." Ling Feng shook his head and continued, "What's more, I'll be discharged from the hospital after the physical examination. After I'm out of the hospital, I'll be back to the army. Judging from the time, I can't eat the millet porridge you made by Mr Ye, you said, right?"

The young woman immediately froze there when she heard this, and her face also showed a look of sadness.

The middle-aged man could no longer control himself, and slapped the coffee table at the bedside and said furiously: "How can you talk to your mother? Don't think you are a patient, so I dare not beat you!"

As he said that, the middle-aged man raised his right hand and showed off his palm-leaf slap.

Faced with the anger of the middle-aged man, Ling Feng didn't say anything, but just stared at him coldly. The middle-aged man felt the coldness in Ling Feng's eyes, and his anger instantly melted like the ice and snow poured with boiling water. Then he sat back on the stool with annoyance.

The young woman looked at Ling Feng sadly and said, "Xiao Feng, can't you forgive your parents?"

"What did Mr. Ye say? You didn't say that you didn't forgive me again." Ling Feng waved his hand and said, "Well, if you don't have anything else, I want to rest. I've just woken up for three months and I'm still very weak. The doctor said I need to rest."

The middle-aged man couldn't help but want to get angry again, but the young woman grabbed him.

The young woman grabbed Dad Tang and turned around and said to Ling Feng: "Xiaofeng, then mom and dad are gone. After cooking the millet porridge, mom comes to see you again."

Ling Feng turned his head to one side, meaning that he would not be able to leave.

The young woman sighed softly and pulled Dad Tang away.

Not long after Tang’s father and mother left, the ward door suddenly sounded open.

Ling Feng still said that his parents had returned, and said without looking back: "What are you doing when you come back?"

After a moment of silence in the ward, a slightly surprised voice suddenly rang out: "Ling Feng, what are you talking about? I just came in, why did you say I'll come back?"

Ling Feng turned around in surprise, but found that it was not his parents who came in, but Lu Ying who was rescued by him from the heavy pursuit of the Black Umbrella Security Company.

"It's you?" Ling Feng said, "What are you doing?"

"Of course I'm here to thank you." Lu Ying smiled and said, "I heard that you have woken up from a coma, so I quickly asked for leave and came to the hospital to express my gratitude to you."
Chapter completed!