So, Joshua could only lie there, bored out of his mind. Every part of his body seemed to ache. However, he was too proud to complain about the pain.

He needed something to distract himself. He wished he had supersonic hearing to eavesdrop on the conversation between Shawn and his mother outside the door.

The door soon opened, and it stunned him. "You're back... huh?"

'Who was this white-haired old man?' Joshua asked, "Old man, did you walk into the wrong room?"

Lucas was ecstatic, and his eyes lit up upon seeing him.

"No! This is the place!" Lucas hurriedly walked to the bedside, feeling heartache and pity. "Dear great-grandson, you must be in pain. Oh, I wish I could bear this injury for you."

Joshua was bewildered.

"Lie down and rest," Lucas wanted to pat his head but hesitated, afraid of causing him more pain, "Why are you so thin? You need to eat more. Later, we'll get you all the best food."

"Oh dear, my poor great-grandson."

While Gale treated Joshua a little better tha