126: She seems a little different?

Kong Jiamu took the healing spray handed over by the security personnel and immediately attended to Tu Nan's wounds in the car.

By the time the vehicle stopped in front of the terminal, Tu Nan's wound had already stopped bleeding. It was actually just a scratch and truly wasn't serious, but Kong Jiamu still applied a thick medicinal patch on her.

When the airport manager saw Colonel Kong's dark, brooding face through the lowered car window, he almost thought the information he received was wrong and that a life had already been lost.

"Colonel Kong, we will definitely conduct a thorough investigation! We've contacted the hospital... what do you think?" The manager craned his neck, trying to see the condition of the injured person, but Kong Jiamu only gave instructions with a cold face: "Seal the surveillance footage; I will send someone to collect it."

Then he turned his head and ordered the driver: "Drive straight out, to this place."

His tone, laced with shards of ice, made the driver not dare to utter a single word of nonsense, not even to ask for instructions from his superiors. He directly accelerated towards the address provided.

Tu Nan struggled to use her injured hand to operate her bracelet, but she was held down by the exasperated Peacock, who scolded her.

"Don't move! Doesn't it hurt?"

Actually... it really didn't hurt anymore. Tu Nan even suspected the wound had already healed. Interstellar external medicine was indeed surprisingly effective.

But of course, she couldn't say that. Tu Nan pursed her lips and complained: "The Children are still behind us. I need to tell Lance. Where are we going?"

Kong Jiamu... he had forgotten there were others to notify. Lowering his head to hide his oversight, he fiddled with his own bracelet and asked, "Number? I'll tell her."

***

Lance hung up the communication.

Kong Jiamu had briefly mentioned the accident at the terminal, only telling her that Tu Nan was fine and asking her to take the Children to the address he provided.

Tu Nan didn't know, but Lance, who was familiar with Xiuyin Star, naturally knew that address was in the suburbs and was likely Kong Jiamu's private residence... Not bad, Pearl! A goal that so many Female Beasts hovering around this scumbag failed to achieve, and she's achieved it just like that?

This was practically moving in! It seemed that conceiving and giving birth was also just around the corner.

However, Lance declined Kong Jiamu's request with a very sound reason. There was no need to make the Children worry about their mother. Since they had already planned for her to take the Children to the amusement park, she might as well take them for a couple more days and send them over once Tu Nan's emotions had stabilized.

But the pregnancy test sticks must be delivered to Pearl along with the luggage as soon as possible, Lance thought to herself.

***

Tu Nan was carried into the house by Kong Jiamu, her feet never touching the ground.

She only had time to catch a glimpse of the house's unique architecture before burying her face in the Peacock's chest. It was truly a bit embarrassing; anyone who didn't know better would think she had injured her leg.

Someone was already waiting in the living room with equipment.

"Young Master, please place this Young Miss here and let me examine the injury." This middle-aged man didn't waste time on pleasantries and went straight to the point.

Kong Jiamu placed Tu Nan on a chair and held up her arm, signaling the medical expert, who was retained by the Kong Family at this location, to begin.

As expected, the man first scanned Tu Nan's body for other injuries. Seeing that there were indeed no other external wounds, he began to remove the medicinal patch from her arm while asking questions.

"The arm? You said it was an energy gun?"

Kong Jiamu nodded solemnly.

When the medical patch was peeled off, even though the man had always considered himself professional and restrained, he couldn't help but want to curse. For the sake of the large research grant the Kong Family gave every year, he endured and endured, finally offering a small bit of sarcasm.

"My goodness, it's lucky I got two traffic tickets rushing over here, otherwise there wouldn't even be any room for me to perform." He turned back and reached out to the nurse behind him, who was trembling from suppressed laughter.

"Here, the cleanser." A large area of Tu Nan's arm was cleaned and disinfected, and the doctor solemnly sprayed Advanced healing fluid onto the wound, which was already nearly healed after cleaning.

Seeing the Male Beast beside her still looking worried, the doctor, who wanted to say the wound would be fully healed by tonight, suddenly understood something. He coughed lightly and gave instructions with great gravity.

"Don't let it touch water, eat more blood-replenishing foods, and don't lift heavy objects, or it might leave a scar."

With every point he made, Kong Jiamu nodded once. His attitude was so serious it was as if it were the first time he had ever seen blood.

The doctor left, and Tu Nan's luggage (mostly clothes purchased on the spaceship) was delivered by someone Lance had sent. After Tu Nan repeatedly promised she wouldn't touch water and was just changing her clothes, she finally shut Kong Jiamu out of the bedroom and got a moment of privacy.

It was a very large bedroom, decorated in deep blue paired with gold and dark red; the style was intricate yet Advanced.

Not bothering to study it much, Tu Nan rummaged through her luggage. Sure enough, there was a bag in the corner containing several test reagents.

Now was the perfect time to check the results of that wild encounter half a month ago when she first unlocked the Peacock's Gene Lock.

Pulling one out, Tu Nan headed straight for the bathroom.

A while later... sitting on the toilet, she looked at the instructions with distress. After checking repeatedly, she finally had to admit it.

She wasn't pregnant.

That time amounted to wasted effort, and the next time would be in a week—Tu Nan remembered it clearly.

She tucked the used reagent away deep in her luggage, changed her clothes dejectedly, and sat on the bed in a daze.

This really was... the revolution is not yet successful; comrades must still work hard. Fortunately, Kong Jiamu was right before her eyes now. From today onwards, she would feed him medicine and have this bird eat three times a day!

But who would have thought that Kong Jiamu would refuse?

"You're injured!" Rubbing Tu Nan's ears, Kong Jiamu had no impure thoughts as he wrapped the scantily clad Tu Nan up tightly and tucked her back into bed.

"It's all healed, it doesn't hurt at all!" Tu Nan was going crazy. Did she just shoot herself in the foot?

"Don't move around. It's healed on the outside, but maybe not on the inside? The doctor said if you don't rest well, it will leave a scar." Kong Jiamu's attitude toward her was like that of a teacher facing a rebellious student—both helpless and firm.

"I'll watch over you, sleep peacefully. You need more sleep to recover." He hugged Tu Nan through the quilt, showing a determined willpower. "No wild thoughts!"

Tu Nan couldn't even turn over; her mind went blank.

On the first night in Kong Jiamu's private residence, in his big bed, the two of them were so pure they didn't even touch hands.

Once he saw that Pearl had finally fallen into a dreamland, Kong Jiamu rose quietly and went to the study to check on the progress of the case.

"No clues...?" His eyes darkened. "Then what do you infer is going on with this incident?"

"Boss, I feel that on the surface, this incident looks like a protest against the Kong Family by civil groups opposing the development of Xiuyin Star, but in reality, it should be a terrorist attack directed at you," the other party analyzed. "To pull off an attack that you couldn't sense, the level of the person who acted must not be low. You also know those protest groups are dirt poor... they can't afford an expert of this level."

Kong Jiamu confirmed his suspicion. "Correct, the opponent is at least A-rank."

The person on the other side also reported one more thing: "There's another issue... it's about that lady. She's moved into your house?"

"So?" Kong Jiamu's tone rose as if his tail feathers had been plucked. "She was caught up in this because of me, so I let her stay here."

The person on the other side was choked up by his boss, whose brain was starting to get muddled. He had to remind him: "But... she was originally just caught up in it, but with your current attitude, I'm afraid she will become your weakness, Boss!"

Kong Jiamu snorted coldly.

"Her getting injured that day was just because I wasn't paying attention. Now that I'm personally watching her, what problem could there be?" He pressured his subordinate, "So, I'm giving you three days to catch that person for me, do you hear me!"

"Understood!"

When you have a willful boss, you get used to being oppressed. The person on the other side immediately went into action.

And Kong Jiamu... began to discover that his feelings toward Pearl...

Seemed to be a little...

Different?