Chapter 39

  Jiawu woke up, and the people from the National Security Bureau came to visit, bringing a big bouquet of flowers and some nutritional supplements. They left, and then the colleagues who were also stationed in Australia came over again, also bringing a big bouquet of flowers and some fruit.

  The ward, which had been in a state of turmoil, finally returned to calmness at dusk.

  A slanting sunbeam shone brightly into the sickroom, and a warm feeling emanated from it. Gong Xi's father sat on one side of the bed, and his mother on the other, both with faces full of joy. Gong Xi was half-reclining on the bed, looking very spirited.

  Good luck asking him if he drinks water? Then ask again if he eats fruit?

  Gong Xi nodded, still being waited on and couldn't help but tease: "It's not easy to have you take care of me. I must make the most of this opportunity."

  Jiayu's father was sitting right next to him, and fortunately he didn't dare scold him loudly, so he just glared at him and mouthed the words "Get out!!"

  Gong Xi's father's waist straightened again, and although his facial expression was a bit stiff, the joy in his heart could be seen from his eyes.

  These days, Gu's father and Yongyun's relationship has also become more harmonious. The old man seems to have let go of his obsession with whether his son is gay or not.

  When he sat in front of the hospital bed that day, looking at his son's tightly closed eyes, there was only one thought in his heart: as long as you can live well, whatever you want to do in the future, whatever you want, I'll give it to you. Just open your eyes and take another look at Dad.

  Lucky clumsy hands and feet carefully peeled an apple and respectfully handed it over to his father.

  The old man actually didn't like eating fruit, when his wife was still alive, she would urge him to eat some every day, but he wouldn't, which made the old lady grumble every day, but there was nothing she could do with this stubborn old man.

  Today, I looked at the lucky delivery of three flat and four irregular apples, but didn't refuse, took them in hand.

  Lucky still had to continue, and the guard Liu who was standing beside him hurried over and said, "Brother, let me do it." Liu was a guard and was used to being diligent towards his superiors.

  Luckily, he knew that the kid was quite tired too, and smiled warmly at him: "No need, you go get whatever you like to eat, and take it yourself."

  Xiao Liu awkwardly stepped back and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no need, I don't usually eat fruit."

  Xiao Liu was only seventeen years old, he was recruited into the army last year. His family is from a rural area and has not experienced much of the world, but he is diligent and has good eyesight, so he was selected from the new recruit regiment and assigned to be a bodyguard for the commander.

  This job is usually not assigned to new recruits, so before sending him, the company commander repeatedly reminded him, "When you get there, be sure to do something useful, work more with your hands and less with your mouth, do more work and eat less food."

  Xiao Liu did exactly as Lian Zhang said, working diligently and selflessly, doing more work and eating less food. It wasn't that he couldn't eat, but the good dishes on the table were never touched, and the many delicious things in the fridge were never eaten.

  The commander has been out of spirits since his wife passed away, and originally being quite rough in heart, now he doesn't even notice these things. Actually, the guards from other families wouldn't be like this, but this child has always followed the rules of the Gong family, so he's used to doing it this way.

  Good fortune naturally knew that the child was too embarrassed, so he took an orange himself, peeled it and handed it to his hand: "Here, take it yourself and eat. You're still young, eating more fruit is good for your body."

  Xiao Liu was again embarrassed, his face red, and took it over.

  Good fortune peeled the apple and cut it into small pieces, then fed them to Gong Xi one by one with a toothpick. Gong Xi's eyes stared at Good Fortune without blinking, as if they had been reborn from the ashes, and the love that had been regained was even more precious.

  Lucky was a bit embarrassed by his gaze, after all, Palace Joy's father was sitting right next to him.

  Lucky uses a provocative gaze, hinting at him if it's okay to be so blatant?

  Jiayu looked at him with a flustered expression, smiling triumphantly.

  He turned back to his dad and said: "Dad, you eat the apple, Lucky Strike's cut, especially sweet." His dad listened, what kind of words are these, is the apple sweet or is Lucky Strike's cut sweet?

  The two of you are so romantic, how did you drag this old man into it?

  In order not to lose face in front of good luck, he could only take a bite of the apple and then glared at his son fiercely.

  Gong Xi ate while gazing at Lucky with affectionate eyes, and Lucky smiled helplessly. The sweet interaction made Little Liu and Old Man Gong feel a bit uncomfortable in the room.

  "Uh-huh." Mr. Kiyoshi cleared his throat twice, and the two immediately stopped their eye contact, turning to him in unison. "I'm also tired, I'll head back to the hotel to rest for a bit. Dinner will be sent over by the hotel later. Cough, cough."

  After finishing speaking, he coughed twice in an awkward manner and then stood up, calling out to Little Liu as they walked away.

  Xingyun hastily got up, "Uncle, I'll see you out." Before Gong Xi woke up, it was always Xingyun who sent him off every day. Today, however, the old man simply waved his hand and said, "No need, no need. You just take care of him. Lao Liu and I will be fine."

  Xingyun and Gongxi exchanged a glance, both understanding that this was the old man's acknowledgment of their relationship.

  As soon as Gongfu and Little Liu's figures disappeared from the doorway, Gongxi suddenly pulled over Lucky, embracing him in his arms. Lucky was originally standing by the bed, and with a pull, he fell onto Gongxi's lap.

  Gong Xi's hand was still holding an IV drip, but he couldn't care about anything else, and just hugged his lucky charm tightly to his face.

  "Stop it! Stop it!"

  Lucky mouth said no, no, but hands didn't have any strength to push away, body instinctively responded passionately.