The Tycoon's Little Darling: Uncle, you're going to spoil me rotten!

Chapter 88 The couple's first time caring for a patient

Gu Nuannuan pouted, "It's good, but I'm a little embarrassed."

The couple were definitely not the type to take care of others.

They've all forgotten about Old Jiang lying in his hospital bed.

Gu Nuannuan fed Old Jiang cup after cup of water, while Jiang Chenyu stayed by his side, glancing at the IV drip every now and then.

Old Jiang couldn't resist his hunger, so he asked, "Ask the housekeeper when he's going to bring me breakfast."

Gu Nuannuan's hand, which was feeding water, stopped in mid-air.

Jiang Lao had been awake for an hour, and they had all forgotten that they had brought breakfast with them.

Jiang Chenyu coughed awkwardly. "Dad, Dad, well, Chenyu and I actually brought you breakfast when we came. You were sleeping at the time, so we put it in the corner and forgot about it, and then, and then..." and forgot about it until now.

As expected, the two of them were still unreliable.

Old Jiang was furious when he heard this. Were these two kids here to serve people?

The patient even forgot about eating.

Jiang Chenyu got up and walked to the small dining table next to him to pick up the lunchbox.

Gu Nuannuan hurriedly set out a table and asked Jiang Chenyu to prepare breakfast for her father-in-law.

Her mouth was spouting nonsense. "Dad, this porridge was a little too hot just now, but it's just warm now, so you don't need to waste your energy blowing on it."

Old Jiang: "Then should I thank you for letting my porridge cool down from hot?" "Hey, we're all family, no need to thank me," Gu Nuannuan said shamelessly.

Her appearance, however, made Old Jiang chuckle.

A smile also appeared on Jiang Chenyu's lips.

He served the food, and to make up for her mistake of forgetting to feed Old Jiang breakfast, Gu Nuannuan took the initiative to pick up the bowl and chopsticks and sit on the edge of the bed, saying, "Dad, let me feed you."

Old Jiang: "...You dare to feed me, but I dare not drink it."

"It's alright, it's not poisonous. You can eat it without worry." Gu Nuannuan scooped up a spoonful of rice porridge, saw it was steaming hot, and without even blowing on it, directly put it to Old Jiang's lips.

Old Jiang hesitated and opened his mouth, "Ugh, ugh, it's so hot, it burns my mouth."

As soon as Old Jiang took a sip, his tongue felt like ants on a hot pan, moving around in his mouth. The rice porridge was so hot that tears welled up in his eyes.

Seeing her father-in-law's distressed appearance, Gu Nuannuan was at a loss and panicked instantly. "What, what should we do, Dad? I, I, I don't know what to do either!"

Old Jiang's mouth was still burning hot, so Gu Nuannuan went to ask the patient who was unable to speak.

Jiang Chenyu quickly pulled out a piece of paper and placed it under his father's mouth, "Dad, you threw up."

Old Jiang spat the white porridge in his mouth into his son's palm.

His mouth was saved, and Old Jiang took a deep breath. "Nuan, go and rest over there, my dear. Dad's too old to be your guinea pig."

Gu Nuannuan lowered her head in embarrassment; she had done something wrong again.

"Then, I'll have my husband feed you."

Gu Nuannuan stood up from her seat and glanced at her husband.

Jiang Chenyu went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then came out and sat on the edge of the bed, taking the bowl his wife handed him.

The usually aloof President Jiang became nervous. He had never taken care of anyone before, let alone fed them.

Jiang Chenyu found the cutthroat world of business to be no challenge at all; he could handle even the most complex and difficult business battles with ease.

She can create the legend of the Jiang Group, but... she can't even serve her father breakfast.

He took the bowl from his wife, and his wrist became a little stiff.

The young wife is still quite young and doesn't know how to feed him breakfast; after all, she's still a child.

But he's almost thirty, and if he still doesn't know how to feed someone, people will laugh their heads off.

Even though Jiang Chenyu was extremely nervous, he didn't show it on his face at all.

He learned from his wife's mistake and blew on the food before handing it to his father.

Old Jiang felt that the young couple were a bit unreliable. When the rice porridge was brought to his lips, Old Jiang blew on it again, still feeling uneasy. Only then did he purse his lips and take the first bite.

"Chen Yu, this is the first time you've fed Dad."

Jiang Chenyu remained silent; his relationship with his father had always been strained.

When Gu Nuannuan heard her father-in-law's words, her husband coldly refused to respond.

She tried to lighten the mood, saying, "Dad, I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't expect our thermos to be so effective; it's still hot after two or three hours."

Old Jiang glanced at his second daughter-in-law and said, "You're just not cut out for serving others."

Gu Nuannuan stuck out her tongue, "I'll learn slowly."

“You can’t learn it even if you try.” Old Jiang knew that his second daughter-in-law was different from his eldest daughter-in-law. She had been pampered since she was a child. Even if she wasn’t born with a silver spoon in her mouth, she had always lived a life of luxury. The Gu family had never let their daughter suffer any hardship.

Asking someone who has been pampered and waited on by servants since childhood to learn how to serve others is like asking Old Master Jiang, based on his years of experience, to tell Gu Nuannuan: You can't learn. Jiang Chenyu feeds her, and he does a decent job.

At least he wasn't burned.

The couple worked together, one feeding him and the other talking to him to keep him entertained; it all looked peaceful.

After President Jiang finished feeding the children.

Old Jiang noticed the rice grains stuck to his hospital gown.

He was silent.

This is when he ate a meal; his clothes also ate a meal.

Gu Nuannuan took small steps to her husband's side and tugged at his sleeve with her small hand, "Honey, you don't know how to feed me either?"

Mr. Jiang looked unusually embarrassed and replied, "It's the first time feeding her."

Old Jiang has needles in his hand, so he can't change his clothes.

If I lie down, my clothes will get dirty, and then the bed will get dirty too.

He frowned, clearly displeased. "You two are here to deliberately torment me."

Gu Nuannuan blinked quickly, feeling guilty. "Dad, you should feel happy. You're the first patient Chen Yu and I have taken care of~"

Mr. Jiang: "So should I feel honored?"

Gu Nuannuan nodded righteously, "Yes."

Jiang Chenyu looked down at his wife's face, wondering how she had managed to be so thick-skinned and thin-skinned at the same time.

Old Jiang was furious. What an awful daughter-in-law he had married!

However, Mr. Jiang thought that was the end of it.

A little while later, the nurse came to change the dressing and saw Mr. Jiang's clothes.

Old Jiang wanted to lie down and sleep, but he was also a clean freak and couldn't lie down if his clothes weren't clean.

Gu Nuannuan is the most adept at coming up with weird ideas.

"Dad, why don't you take the needle out of your hand, change your clothes, and then get another injection?" Listen to that, what a clever idea!

Look at him, what a wise person he is.

Old Jiang couldn't help but yell at his daughter-in-law, "You make it sound so easy. If I were to get another needle stuck in my flesh, you wouldn't feel the pain, but I would."

Gu Nuannuan continued, "Just one bite, like an ant sting, it won't hurt at all~"

Old Jiang pointed at the nurse and said, "Come here, give my daughter-in-law a shot, just like an ant bite."

The nurse was new and didn't quite know how to respond to what Mr. Jiang was saying.

She asked, "But the second young mistress isn't sick."

Old Jiang's mind raced. "Who said she's not sick? Her brain is so badly affected, can't you tell?"