Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant! by White Moon Lake

Chapter 212: Chapter 212: Not Sober Miss Su's words were like a blow to Jiang Li's Achilles' heel, and his complexion immediately turned ashen. With his head hung low, he remained silent.

Zhao Ying didn't mean to pick on a child and knew that Jiang Li and Su Lu got along well.

She sighed softly and patted Jiang Li on the shoulder, "It will get better. Do you wantto find you a reliable caretaker too?" Jiang Li looked up at her, "Thank you." Zhao Ying nodded slightly, "You're welcome." As she turned to leave, Jiang Li suddenly thought of something, and his voice chased after her, "If there's any news from the police, can you tell me? I want to know why, what deep hatred could lead someone to do something so cruel." "Sure," Zhao Ying answered indifferently, and went back into the ward.

Su Lu was sitting by the bed. Seeing Aunt Zhao cin, she quickly stood up, "Aunt Zhao, how did it go?" "No big problem, she should be able to start tomorrow at the latest," Aunt Zhao said.

Su Lu felt considerably relieved, "That's good, thank you." "No need for thanks. Now, you look pale; there is a caregiver's bed outside. You should sleep for a bit and rest; I will take care of things here." Su Lu couldn't sleep, but she didn't want to worry others. Besides, her physical condition indeed didn't allow for capriciousness, so she obediently went to the outside room and lay down on the caregiver's bed.

The caregiver's bed was quite spacious; even a large man could sleep on it with limbs stretched out, but Su Lu still couldn't help curling up.

She couldn't sleep, and she didn't even want to close her eyes.

Every tshe closed them, she would always see that scene, the scene of that person walking towards them, the scene of that person throwing something at them, the scene of Bo Jingshen shielding her, holding her tightly in his arms.

And that terrifying sound of corrosion...

She didn't dare to close her eyes.

But her body's reaction was out of her control; the drowsiness of early pregnancy would suddenly come, and she would fall into a heavy sleep without reason.

"...Qian! Miss Su...! Miss Su! Su Lu!" When she woke up, it was to the sound of an urgent voice. Su Lu opened her eyes to see Aunt Zhao's anxious face, bending down by the bed, holding her shoulders.

Su Lu hadn't cto her senses yet and just felt wetness on herself.

Su Lu asked blankly, "What's... what's the matter?" Aunt Zhao obviously breathed a sigh of relief, "You scaredto death." Su Lu was taken aback, "Did something happen to me?" Aunt Zhao hurried over with a warm towel, wiping the sweat off Su Lu's forehead. In fact, Su Lu's neck and back were all covered in cold sweat.

As Aunt Zhao wiped, she said, "You fell asleep and kept crying out and struggling, sweating all over. I couldn't wake you, and it scaredto death..." Thinking of how she was plagued by nightmares, Aunt Zhao was still shaken and handed Su Lu water to drink, asking, "What did you dream about?" Su Lu thought for a moment, then shook her head, "I don't remember." Aunt Zhao helped her to sit up and take a few big gulps of water. Su Lu continued, "It's probably because what happened today was too terrible." Aunt Zhao gently patted her back, "It's okay now, it's all right." With Aunt Zhao's gentle patting and holding a cup filled with warm water in her hands, Su Lu gradually felt at ease. The heartbeat that she couldn't calm upon waking up now seemed to slow down as well.

"Thank you, Aunt Zhao. You're so kind." "Oh, don't mention it. If I had a daughter like you, I'd be sure to treat her very well," Zhao Ying said.

Su Lu smiled at this, "Being your child must be very fortunate. Going on a trip and still thinking of making money to ease the burden on your child..." And to be so kind to strangers, she must be even kinder to her own children.

When Bo Jingshen woke, he was caught off guard by severe pain, as if his back had been flayed.

He groaned softly, still not fully alert, and instinctively reached to scratch his back.

When the tremendous pain struck, his mind buzzed, and he couldn't hear any sounds clearly.

He only heard a voice urgently dissuading him in English with a local accent, probably telling him not to move about or scratch his back.

However, in such painful and unclear circumstances, his language system seemed to be in disarray. Even though his English was outstanding and he could understand English with an accent, now it seemed his brain couldn't react.

So he had no idea what the person was saying; he only reached out directly to scratch his back, as if this would alleviate sof the pain.

Until a voice rang out.

Its timbre was gentle and tender, sounding very soft, which even in urgency never cacross as fierce.

The tone was urgent and seemed to carry a cry in it.

"Ah Shen!" Just two simple words, yet they seemed to strike at the soul.

Making him, although still not fully awake, able to stop in time.

The motion of his hand reaching towards his back abruptly halted, and his long fingers stiffened in the air, curling and then extending.

Then, a soft hand reached out and took his, and in that moment, bish originally stiff finger joints suddenly relaxed, gripping the soft hand. Even the muscles that were tense from pain relaxed in that instant.

"Huff... huff..." He emitted rapid breaths from his throat, each breath seemed textured with the feel of his pain.

Su Lu, with one hand held by him, gently stroked the back of his hand with the other.

"Does it hurt a lot? Just bear with it a bit longer, the doctor will csoon to see if there's a way to help, Su Lu said softly, "But you must not reach to scratch the wound, okay? It will make it much worse." Bo Jingshen beca bit more alert. He nodded slightly, a rough, sandpapery sound emerging from his throat, "Okay." Su Lu's eyes brightened, "Are you awake? Are you lucid?" Before, Bo Jingshen had struggled several times in a state of confusion, all because of the pain, always wanting to reach for his wound.

The caregivers had been trying hard to stop him, but it was Hittle strength, managed every tto calm him down while he was still unclear. Su Lu, apparently with Coifficult, Yet And this time, Bo Jingshen was beginning to caround.

Su Lu leaned in to look at him and saw his eyes finally crack open a slit, his gaze still somewhat unfocused. But after Su Lu leaned in, the focus in those blurry eyes slowly converged, bit by bit, and settled upon her face. "Hmm," he uttered a low syllable, obviously still not quite lucid, but still responding to her inquiry.

"Hmm," he said again, as if he was unsure if his previous utterance had been heard, not wanting Su Lu to worry, he repeated it.

Su Lu couldn't help but cover her mouth, trying hard to contain her emotions, yet tears still welled up in her eyes.

Chapter 212: Not Sober Tip: You can use left, right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.