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

Chapter 502: Chapter 502 After hanging up the phone with Su Lu, Jing Qiao's state gradually calmed down.

Perhaps it was because she knew Su Lu was coming back, or perhaps because she had heard Su Lu speak so calmly and gently on the phone, comforting her, "Be good, don't cry. Don't cry, I'll be right there. We'll talk when I get there." It felt like she finally had someone to rely on, and Jing Qiao felt a sense of stability in her heart.

This was a feeling she hadn't had for years. After experiencing so much, she had never had a 'family' of her own to rely on, so in the hardest times, she always had to shoulder everything alone.

All the fears were magnified, and so too were all the anxieties.

Now, knowing that she would soon have someone to rely on made it seem not so unbearable.

In the operating room, Song Jining was looking at the CT scan images on the computer.

The radiologist next to him commented, "Dr. Song, who is this? He looks really handsome." Song Jining glanced at her, "My brother." "Your brother... that's..." The radiologist murmured, and then her eyes suddenly widened.

People working at this hospital generally knew Song Jining's status. Powerful families did things like that; you love medicine? Your brother simply buys a hospital to fuel your passion.

So, the identity of the man lying there becobvious.

"The current head of the Song Family," the radiologist whispered in awe.

Song Jining smiled, "Don't be silly, he got married young." "Ah... figures," the radiologist glanced inside and exclaimed, "Ah, he's awake." The man lying on the operating table, with perfectly shaped phoenix eyes, had opened them.

He blinked gently, as if figuring out where he was. Once he realized it, he turned his head to look around the room.

"Ji Ning," he called out softly.

Song Jining immediately walked over, "Brother, you're awake. Are you feeling any better? Are you in any discomfort?" "My head hurts a bit," Bo Yuan said, reaching out to touch his forehead.

Song Jining stopped him, "Don't touch the wound. I'll treat it in a moment. We've just finished your scan, it looks like a concussion, but you still need to be hospitalized for a couple of days to rule out delayed bleeding before you can be discharged." Bo Yuan pursed his lips, swallowing gently to suppress the dizziness and nausea brought on by the concussion, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Where is my wife?" The inquisitive radiologist listened in and thought, "Oh, such a handsman and he's so whipped..." "Your wife is waiting outside," Song Jining said.

Due to the concussion, Bo Yuan was a bit slow to react. Upon hearing this, his expression remained unchanged for a few seconds before suddenly turning anxious, "What?" He struggled to get off the operating table, nearly losing his balance as he felt dizzy and disoriented. Song Jining quickly reached out to support him, "Brother, wait! What's the matter?" Bo Yuan frowned deeply, his eyes turning to Song Jining, "You let her wait outside alone?!" He staggered toward the exit, still unsteady.

Song Jining was somewhat bewildered, not understanding why his brother was so agitated.

Bo Yuan said weakly, "She's terrified of hospitals. Making her wait alone... you might as well have not let her cat all!" Only then did Song Jining remember the expression on Jing Qiao's face when he initially asked her if she wanted to cwith the ambulance.

Song Jining was still unable to comprehend what that expression actually was.

Now, hearing Bo Yuan's words, Song Jining realized it was an expression of fear.

Song Jining muttered, "I didn't ask her to come, she drove here by herself later." Bo Yuan hesitated for a moment, his beautiful phoenix eyes widened in shock. He blinked, seemingly in disbelief, "She came... by herself?" "Yes, by herself." Song Jining nodded, "She seemed to be in a bad state, Xiaozi had to help her from the parking lot into here." Bo Yuan took a deep breath, fought against the dizziness, stood up straight, and walked out step by step.

As soon as the radiation-proof doors of the CT room opened, Bo Yuan saw the frail figure sitting on a chair by the corridor.

Her shoulders were hunched, and her back was slightly arched, a posture that screamed extrinsecurity and defensiveness.

She was scared.

A sharp, piercing pain jolted Bo Yuan's heart initially, then, with each heartbeat, it spread dully.

Of course, he was moved to see her, despite her fear of this place, waiting outside the door because she was worried.

But more overwhelmingly, he was engulfed by guilt and self-blame.

He was naturally severe, suspicious, selfish, with almost no compassion or empathy, and thus, seldom felt guilty or self-reproachful.

He was used to it, and he never thought there was anything wrong with his personality.

Until he met Jing Qiao.

He had found his redemption, and he was grateful. He was always grateful to have met this woman in his life.

But he also understood that for Jing Qiao, meeting him was like encountering a disaster, enduring all manner of suffering.

Bo Yuan took a couple of steps forward.

Hearing his footsteps, Jing Qiao flinched, turned her head, and when her gaze met his, she froze for a moment before quickly standing up.

She seemed unsure, her hands hanging by her sides, fingers flexing and clenching several times, "Are... are you all right?" "I'm fine. I am fine, let's go home," Bo Yuan said, "I know you don't like it here, lettake you home."

Song Jining had followed him out and, hearing this, frowned deeply, his expression filled with disapproval, but he didn't dare to speak rashly, knowing well the temperament of his older brother. The older brother would absolutely not care whether he approved or not.

Although Bo Yuan didn't care about Song Jining's approval, Jing Qiao did.

Jing Qiao saw the disapproval on Song Jining's face, her face pale, she shook her head, "You should get examined and treated first." "We can get treated just as well at home." Bo Yuan couldn't stand to look at her pale face.

But Jing Qiao lifted her small face, "Then wouldn't my coming here have been in vain?"

Bo Yuan was silent for a few seconds, then looked towards Song Jining, pointing to the wound on his own head, "Get this wound treated quickly." Song Jining, after all, was a doctor, and also a brother who respected his elder, so despite knowing Bo Yuan's temperament.

Realizing who had the final say, he still braced himself and said, "Sister-in-law, my brother's anjurm requires hospital observation for a couple of days to rule out the possibility of delayed intracranial hemorrhage." Bo Yuan's brows twisted, he coldly said, "Why are you telling her this!" Song Jining, standing his ground, said, "She is family, as doctors, it's our duty to consult and report to family." Bo Yuan's lips were tightly pursed, but he didn't argue a word.

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