Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 163: Heart as Still as Water

Chapter 163: Chapter 163: Heart as Still as Water

It seemed like things became a bit too much.

Su Lu had slept for an entire day, yet her wounds still ached, an ache that disturbed her peace of mind.

But having experienced pain for so long, she seemed to have gradually grown accustomed to it, somewhat numb, though it still hurt. Fatigue overwhelmed her more, so even though it still caused her to be restless, Su Lu could still manage to fall asleep.

She felt that she couldn’t even call it falling asleep, she was simply too exhausted and had passed out half-unconscious.

Besides, in that state, her mind had also grown dull.

Cheng Youran would come to visit her whenever he was free, sometimes they would chat for a while, but sometimes Su Lu could still recall what she had said, and sometimes, though she was supposedly listening, it seemed like nothing had sunk in, and she would quickly forget.

"Are you even listening to me?" Cheng Youran asked.

Su Lu: "Hm? Yes, I’m listening."

"Then tell me, what did I just say?" Cheng Youran didn’t believe her, thus pressing on.

"Uh... Hmm..." Su Lu couldn’t come up with an answer.

Cheng You Ran huffed, "I see you’re already becoming foolish from being pregnant!"

"My mind’s all foggy with pain," Su Lu chuckled.

Seeing the smile on her face, Cheng Youran felt slightly more relieved, "I was just talking about that scumbag."

Scumbag...

Su Lu suddenly realized, was You Ran just discussing Bo Jingshen?

As Cheng Youran spoke, he soothingly stroked the back of Su Lu’s hand, "I’m really relieved to see you can now be distracted when hearing about that scumbag. It shows you’ve truly moved on and let go."

Even Su Lu herself hadn’t noticed, indeed, had I actually become distracted when hearing about Bo Jingshen? Had I truly moved on and let go?

But it seems... the heart indeed hurt less.

Su Lu had initially thought, a wound that felt like a knife through her chest, bleeding outward and storming inside, wouldn’t fade away except through years of cleansing.

But it seemed it wasn’t so severe, had she already gradually let go?

"Ah." Su Lu responded, asking, "So, what were you saying just now?"

Seeing that Su Lu’s mood seemed okay, Cheng Youran didn’t mind repeating, "Nothing much, just that he was outside the operating room, in a really bad state. I heard from the nurses at the station that he seemed to be unable to even stand properly, sitting on the floor against the wall, waiting for you to come out of surgery. Serves him right."

Su Lu didn’t feel whether it served him right or not, she just thought... why bother?

"What took him so long?" Cheng Youran said coldly.

Hearing this, Su Lu’s expression didn’t change much.

Cheng Youran continued, "And if he really cared that much, if he was so devoted, why hasn’t he come to see you these past few days?"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, "Gu Xin has come several times already!"

Su Lu lightly smiled, "Even if he came, he wouldn’t have seen me, so why bother?"

"You’re still making excuses for him?" Cheng Youran widened her eyes.

Su Lu shook her head, "It’s not about making excuses for anyone, it’s just... I don’t care anymore. What does it matter whether he comes or not?"

Cheng Youran stared at her dubiously for quite a while, and finally truly believed her when she didn’t see any severe emotional fluctuations in Su Lu’s eyes. Maybe Su Lu had really moved on.

Cheng Youran felt much relieved, then warmed her hands and stood up, "Alright, let me check the wound."

Su Lu nodded, allowing Cheng Youran to lift her hospital gown to examine the wounds. The drainage tube had already been removed, and the catheter and other tubes had also been taken out where possible.

Su Lu was able to get out of bed and take a few steps, and after passing gas, she could eat a bit as well.

She was recovering quite well. Even Professor Zhou had said she was strong, a model of maternal resilience.

"Looks good," Cheng Youran said after checking her over.

"That’s good," Su Lu lowered her gown and asked, "So... when can I be discharged?"

"No rush, let’s have you stay for three more days for observation. This will also give Professor Zhou a chance to put together a diet and medicine plan for you," Cheng Youran said.

Su Lu nodded upon hearing this, very clear on what she needed to focus on now, which was to cooperate with the treatment.

Nothing else needed much thought.

After checking her, Cheng Youran sat with her for a while, then went off to work.

After she left, Sister Chen came in with freshly cooked porridge, "Miss Su, how about chicken strip porridge today? Professor Zhou said you could eat something a bit firmer, so I made today’s porridge thicker."

Su Lu’s eyes brightened, and she smiled, "That’s really great. I’ve been nearly starving with all the rice soup every day."

Joy seemed to come too simply, considering just a few days ago she was somber, and today she was already happy to eat hot porridge and provide more nutrition to the baby in her stomach.

Sister Chen cranked up the bed, and Su Lu took spoonfuls of the porridge. Her appetite seemed a bit smaller; she felt a bit full after only a few bites but ate a bit more for the sake of nutrition.

The warm food was comforting. After finishing, she lay down and fell asleep.

She had been sleeping a lot these days, unsure whether it was the drowsiness typical of pregnancy or because the pain from her wounds had been too exhausting. Now that the pain wasn’t as severe, she was sleeping more.

As she lay down, thoughts of Cheng Youran’s earlier words belatedly came to her mind.

The words she had momentarily zoned out and ignored seemed to echo in her brain now that she was calm, as if she just comprehended them.

"He almost knelt down to Su Zhe, just so he could see you. But how could Su Zhe agree? Still, he waited outside. It was only because Teacher Zhou was momentarily careless and pushed you out from the operation room that he got to see you. I heard his complexion was awful. If Teacher Zhou weren’t kind-hearted, he wouldn’t have had the chance to see you again. That jerk, it’s best if you never have to see him again in your life."

Remembering all these things left Su Lu’s heart like still water.

It turned out that when one’s heart died, it truly became a dead pool from a living spring, seemingly without even a ripple.

Su Lu could think calmly that perhaps he was in pain, was upset. But why? Because of her, Su Lu, or because... he knew about the child that was no more?

Su Lu wasn’t sure whether she had really moved on and let go, or if this was just a protective mechanism to shield herself from being bombarded by negative emotions, turning everything intensely emotional into something fuzzy.

Joy and anger both lost their original colors.

She didn’t know how long this protective mechanism would last, but if it were to fail someday, she wondered what state she would be in if those well-blocked negative emotions suddenly overwhelmed her, what kind of explosion that might cause.