Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 149: The Worst Case Scenario

Chapter 149: Chapter 149: The Worst Case Scenario

Bo Jingshen’s complexion suddenly changed, not just him, even Su Zhe’s face turned pale instantly.

Su Zhe rushed forward, approaching the doctor, "What happened? What’s the situation?"

He recognized that this man was Professor Zhou’s leading surgical assistant, Yang Zhou. Normally, unless there was a problem, Professor Zhou wouldn’t have him come out to inform the family.

So, the moment Su Zhe saw him emerge, his heart skipped a beat.

Especially since what made a direct impact was the splattered bright red blood stains on his surgical gown.

Yang Zhou lowered his mask to his neck, "Currently, the situation is that the patient is bleeding more than normal and requires a blood transfusion. At the moment, the volume of blood needed isn’t very large, but it’s hard to predict whether we will need a greater volume later. It will depend on the bleeding control as we proceed."

Su Zhe’s expression was extremely solemn.

Yang Zhou sighed lightly, "But now the problem is, the patient has a rare blood type, which is quite problematic. If we can’t control the bleeding, even if we want to perform a transfusion, there could be insufficient blood. The nearest registered panda blood volunteers we have in the hospital are over a hundred kilometers away. The current concern is that if the patient really faces the worst-case scenario, she might not survive the wait."

Bo Jingshen’s face turned deathly pale, and for a moment, his mind went blank.

A moment later, Bo Jingshen suddenly turned to Su Zhe, "You. You have the rare blood type, don’t you? It’s because of this that Su Lu was a successful match for you, that she gave you her marrow, saving your life."

Su Zhe’s face was also ashen, which made his emotions even more in need of a vent, so he chose to take out his anger on Bo Jingshen.

"Bo Jingshen, even if you kneel and beg me..." Su Zhe was merely irritated with him, wanting to give him a verbal reprimand.

But unexpectedly, Bo Jingshen didn’t wait for him to finish speaking and was about to kneel, startling Su Zhe himself who, without thinking, reached out hastily to support Bo Jingshen, preventing him from actually kneeling.

"I can kneel and beg you, Su Zhe, please save her," Bo Jingshen pleaded urgently.

"That’s my sister! Do you think I don’t want to save her? If the bleeding is severe, there’s nothing I can do!" Su Zhe certainly wasn’t worried about the blood he would have to donate; he was concerned that if the situation really went south.

No matter what they did, it would be futile, no matter how wealthy or successful he and Bo Jingshen were, there would be nothing they could do, because sometimes things just turn out this way.

Sometimes fate just works that way.

The rare blood type was too scarce, otherwise Su Zhe wouldn’t have waited so long without finding a suitable transplant match. Aside from all else, just the rare blood type alone was enough to shut many people out.

It had nothing to do with how rich his mother or family was.

In the face of illness, people are too fragile, and sometimes money seems to become a trivial matter.

In a city the size of Feng City, there weren’t many people with the rare blood type registered. If it hadn’t been for Su Lu, Su Zhe would no longer be in this world.

"Then, what do we do?" Bo Jingshen’s voice was hoarse, his eyes bloodshot, appearing almost crazed.

Yang Zhou said, "There’s no need to be so anxious. I’ve just come out to discuss the situation. It might not necessarily reach the worst-case scenario, but I hope the family will prepare mentally for that possibility. Of course, we will try our best to minimize the chances of the worst-case scenario."

Su Zhe’s state of mind wasn’t necessarily much better than Bo Jingshen’s, but after all, he was medically trained, and his psychological resilience was quite remarkable. Besides, he had been a patient himself for a long time, so there was no need to speak of his mental strength.

No matter how tempestuous his feelings were inside, on the surface, he always appeared calm and collected.

Yang Zhou didn’t linger outside for too long and soon returned to the operating room.

Bo Jingshen had never intended to be driven away and now, it was even less likely for him to leave. He felt as if he had to die at the doors of the operating room, unable to step away, as if doing so would somehow lessen the panic in his heart.

But it wasn’t the case.

The feeling of panic increased, and the most obvious sign was Su Zhe no longer appeared calm; he couldn’t even bother to worry about Bo Jingshen still being there, nor did he have the mind to rush security over to get rid of him.

He got up and sat down several times, saying he was restless was an understatement. Moreover, he was continually on the phone, even though he was speaking softly, it was clear that the content was mainly about finding a blood supply.

If Su Zhe was unsettled, Bo Jingshen was even more unlikely to be calm.

He could only stare unblinkingly at the doors of the operating room.

After a while, Yang Zhou came out again, and seeing the door of the operating room open, Su Zhe stood up and moved his arms as if he had already guessed what the outcome would be.

"Let’s go," said Su Zhe, already prepared to give blood.

Yang Zhou glanced at him, knowing the relationship between Su Zhe and Su Lu, "There’s been a lot of bleeding, you..."

"It seems I’ll have to fight for my life. After all, my life was originally saved by her," said Su Zhe.

Then Su Zhe looked at Bo Jingshen, "You’d better get away... never mind." Su Zhe waved his hand, "Stay if you want to wait, but once Lulu wakes up, she won’t want to see you again."

After Su Zhe finished speaking, Yang Zhou took him to draw blood.

The area in front of the operating room was cleared, leaving Bo Jingshen waiting alone.

The world seemed to quiet down, so quiet that it seemed only the frantic beating of his own heart remained.

So much so that the vibration of his phone sounded unusually clear. Bo Jingshen took out his phone and saw Zhou Xiaochu’s number flashing on the screen.

He didn’t want to answer; he always disliked having any interaction with Zhou Xiaochu.

But today, instead of ignoring the call as usual, he answered it as if possessed.

Zhou Xiaochu also seemed surprised that he answered, so she sounded a bit astonished on the other end, "Hey? Xiao Shen, we’ve already arrived in Beijing. The weather’s great today and the flight was very smooth. You need to take good care of yourself in Feng City, you know? I heard Cai Zi plans to stay in Feng City for a while, right? Get along with her, nurture the relationship; feelings can be cultivated..."

"You’ll do well to nurture your relationship with Jing Ce, hold on tight to this big tree and pray it doesn’t collapse. Because if this big tree falls, you won’t have any other trees left. If you’re dreaming about me, be prepared for that dream to shatter," Bo Jingshen spoke without anger, sadness, or any such emotions in his voice.

So calm and collected that Zhou Xiaochu felt a bit panicked inside, "Jingshen, you..."

"My name is Bo Jingshen," he said. "My father is that unremarkable long-distance bus driver named Bo Kang. Wake up."