Early the next morning.

After Yang Jun got up, he went to see his daughter Yang Chenglan.

When I arrived in the living room, I saw Nalan Qingmeng testing her daughter's blood sugar.

"Fasting 4.8 is normal."

Looking at the numbers on the blood glucose meter, Nalan Qingmeng had a smile on his face.

A daughter is a mother's life. Seeing that her daughter's blood sugar is normal, she is happier than anyone else.

"Mom, is it true, is my blood sugar really normal?"

When Yang Chenglan heard the good news, she jumped up and down with joy, completely forgetting how she had cried bitterly while getting the needle.

"Mom, can I eat and drink normally like before?"

Seeing the tears of happiness on her daughter's face, Nalan Qingmeng caressed her face lovingly and said softly: "Yes, you can eat whatever you want from now on, no more dietary restrictions."

When Yang Jun arrived, he happened to hear it, so he said: "Blood sugar has just returned to normal, and it still needs to be tested for a period of time. During this period, there are still food taboos."

"dad……"

Yang Chenglan screamed in dissatisfaction, as if Yang Jun had restricted her freedom of eating and drinking.

"Your dad is right. Your blood sugar has just returned to normal, so you still need to avoid eating. After you finish eating, I will test your post-meal blood sugar."

"Baby, let's hold on for a few more days. After your blood sugar returns to normal, you can eat whatever you want, okay?"

When Yang Chenglan heard this, her happy face drooped.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, but I don't want to get an acupuncture, woohoo!"

As he spoke, he wiped away his tears and walked out.

Looking at her leaving figure, Nalan Qingmeng's face was filled with a pampering smile.

He turned back to Yang Jun and said, "Husband, thank you."

Without Yang Jun's special injection, her daughter Yang Chenglan's diabetes would not have been cured all at once. Now that her daughter's blood sugar is normal, she is happier than anyone else.

Hearing this, Yang Jun rolled his eyes while lighting up his cigarette.

"Why are you thanking me? You mean Cheng Lan is not my daughter? Aren't all the things I did supposed to be?"

When Nalan Qingmeng heard this, she giggled.

She moved her butt to Yang Jun's lap, then hugged his neck and said coquettishly, "Aren't I happy?"

"Seeing my daughter be as cheerful as before makes me happy as a mother."

Yang Jun held a cigarette in his mouth, put his hands around her small waist, and held her tightly in his arms. His eyes were blurred, and he looked at the beauty in his arms with a smile on his face.

"You just said thank you, how are you going to thank me?"

"Didn't you say that these are what you as a father should do? Why do you still want to thank me?"

Nalan Qingmeng smiled foolishly and said: "Besides, didn't I thank you last night?"

"not enough."

Yang Jun shook his head and said with a smile: "At least it will take a month to write."

"I have no objection, I want it all, but... can you do what you say you can do?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he laughed.

"It doesn't take a month, just three days is enough. Any more, and your sister Qiu Shui and the others won't be willing to do it."

When Nalan Qingmeng heard this, she rolled her eyes at him.

"Since you can't do it, please don't say such nonsense again in the future."

"Oh, you bitch, dare to attack my army?"

Yang Jun's eyes widened and he carried her directly to the bedroom.

"See if I don't take care of you today."

Nalan Qingmeng saw this and patted Yang Jun several times.

"Lao Yang, you are going to die this morning."

Then, no more struggling.

…

After breakfast, Yang Jun took Sun Zhaocai and Shazhu to Jiuyuan opposite.

Xiaoliu came back last night, and as a father, he naturally wanted to take a look.

When we arrived at Xiaoliu's villa, we saw two security guards standing at Xiaoliu's door from a distance.

"Great leader."

Seeing Yang Jun coming, the two security guards saluted quickly.

They were not security guards, they were community or private bodyguards. Yang Jun looked at them strangely.

"Um!"

Just as Yang Jun was about to step in, he heard the sound of clattering bowls coming from inside, and then heard Yang Chenglan's dissatisfied cry.

When I came to the kitchen, I saw a group of nannies standing aside, letting Yang Chengliu throw plates and bowls.

"I want to go out, I don't want to be locked up at home."

"Woo!"

Yang Chengliu smashed the last plate in his hand, and then beat the wheelchair desperately.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jun finally understood why there were two security guards standing in front of Xiaoliu's house. It turned out that it was Xiaowu who had people watching her in order to prevent her from going out.

Xiaoliu's legs are disabled. If she wants to go out, she can only go out through the gate in a wheelchair. There is someone guarding the gate, so she can't get out. In desperation, she can only vent her dissatisfaction in this way.

Yang Jun walked to the kitchen with his hands behind his back. When the nannies saw them, they were about to say hello when Yang Jun raised his hand to stop them.

Then he waved his hand and motioned for them to go out.

The nanny bent slightly and then filed out.

After they left, Yang Jun sat on the stool next to him, holding a cigarette in his mouth and watching Xiao Liu sitting there going crazy.

"Where's the plate? I want a plate. Give me the plate quickly."

Seeing that the nannies had gone out, Xiaoliu started yelling again.

Just when he was about to turn back to find the nanny, he turned around and saw Yang Jun.

"Fuck...Daddy!"

Seeing Yang Jun, Yang Chengliu's mood calmed down.

She was still a little scared of Yang Jun, so she became honest immediately.

"Having a fire in your heart?"

Yang Jun asked calmly.

"I'm sorry, godfather, I..."

Xiaoliu opened and closed his lips a few times, then blushed and said, "I'm sorry, godfather, I haven't given you my greetings since I came back."

"It doesn't matter if you don't say hello or not. What matters is when you can get your situation under control."

Yang Jun sighed, then stood up, walked behind her, and pushed the wheelchair out of the kitchen.

When they came to the living room, Yang Jun carried her to the single sofa.

Sitting in a wheelchair for a long time must be uncomfortable, so letting her lie on the sofa can be regarded as a rest.

"Thank you godfather."

Yang Chengliu finally calmed down at this moment, and then lay there with a red face.

Yang Jun took the blanket from the nanny and covered her legs.

Since the amputation, her two broken legs hurt whenever it was cloudy or cold, so she always paid attention to keeping her warm.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Thank you, silly boy, I am your godfather."

After Yang Jun finished doing this, he sat next to her.

I lighted a cigarette for myself, but when I thought I was a little too close to Xiaoliu, I put out the cigarette.

The two of them sat there, no one said anything, and the atmosphere was a bit tense.

"I can understand if you feel bad, but you must control your emotions."

Yang Jun said earnestly: "You are an adult now. Don't act arbitrarily. Always consider the feelings of others. Your brother is doing this entirely for your own good."

"I heard that something happened to you. Your brother dropped all the work he was doing and flew to you overnight. You must understand and be considerate of him."

Yang Chengliu blushed and said: "Godfather, I don't mean to blame my brother, I... I just hate myself..."
To be continued...