Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 168 Mockery? Self-Mockery

Chapter 168: Chapter 168 Mockery? Self-Mockery

Everyone was shocked by the sudden turn of events.

Jing Ruo stared blankly for a moment and then hurriedly said, "Hey, how can you hit someone like that!"

But she couldn’t reach out to stop Shen Xun because she simply couldn’t hold him back—Shen Xun was like a furious lion!

"Hey! Axun!" Jing Su wanted to reach out to pull him back, but Shen Xun’s movements were fast and fierce, with a very strong momentum.

Jing Su’s angle of intervention was off, and Shen Xun’s hand happened to brush against the back of his hand. Despite having no visible fingernails, the cleanly cut nails, with the added velocity and fury, were as sharp as blades.

A mere brush was already damaging enough.

Jing Su furrowed his brows, pursed his lips, and noticed a new, jagged wound on the back of his hand, which was quite deep—it looked as if a long strip of skin and flesh had been scraped off.

Blood gushed out immediately, dripping down Jing Su’s fingers.

"Brother!" Jing Ruo was shocked at the sight of the striking blood and cried out in alarm.

With just one accidental move from Shen Xun looking this severe, one could easily imagine what effect a deliberate action would have when it actually hit someone’s body.

And that very action had fallen squarely upon Bo Jingshen.

"Ugh..." Bo Jingshen grunted. When he fell to the ground, the corners of his mouth split open, oozing blood.

But he laughed, and his white, neat teeth were stained with scarlet.

"You’re still laughing? You dare to laugh?" Shen Xun’s rage flared to an even higher degree upon seeing the smile on Bo Jingshen’s face.

Because he could tell that Bo Jingshen’s smile was mocking.

How could he dare to mock?

Shen Xun threw another punch, smashing into Bo Jingshen’s abdomen.

Bo Jingshen groaned and curled up like a shrimp but still wore that same smile on his face.

A mocking one.

But he wasn’t mocking Shen Xun.

He was mocking himself, really. It was good—in fact, he felt somewhat relieved to have someone punish him in such a straightforward way.

After all, not even Su Zhe would punish him in such a direct way, making him pay the price.

Bo Jingshen felt like he was suffocating. Especially since Jing Ruo was always comforting him: "It’s not your fault, you didn’t mean it, it’s all Jing Ce’s treachery..." balabala

How could it not be his fault? It was entirely his fault.

Bo Jingshen blamed everything on himself; it was the only way he could feel a bit better, only the bluntest forms of punishment could provide him some relief.

Like pain.

On this point, Bo Jingshen’s thoughts were alarmingly in sync with Shen Xun.

Su Xiaolu lying helplessly and frail on the operating table, enduring untold suffering. Why should he be walking around as if nothing’s wrong?

Someone please come, any kind of reprimand would do, as long as the physical pain could distract from the heartache.

Now, Shen Xun was beyond reason; Qianqian lay weak and pallid on the hospital bed, having just undergone surgery.

You still have the gall to smile? He had no time to ponder whether Bo Jingshen’s smile was self-derision or mockery.

Shen Xun just wanted to smash that detestable smiling face!

"Axun, that’s enough..." said Jing Su in a deep voice.

Shen Xun’s eyes were red as he lifted his foot and kicked Bo Jingshen hard.

"Phew..."

Bo Jingshen covered his abdomen and, unable to hold back, coughed up a mouthful of dark red blood.

"Young brother!" Jing Ruo was overwhelmed.

The two brothers she usually feared most had both been injured in the conflict, thanks to the formidable Shen Xun, who managed to wreak havoc on both at once.

It was Xiao Caizi next to them, her brow deeply furrowed, who glanced at Bo Jingshen as he lay curled up on the ground, twitching slightly.

Then she turned to look at Jing Su, her gaze fixing on the wound on the back of his hand. Xiao Caizi’s eyes grew deeper, especially when Jing Su, seeing Bo Jingshen coughing up blood, prepared to intervene despite his hand injury to stop Shen Xun...

Xiao Caizi suddenly took action.

Her movements were incredibly sharp, one could tell she was trained! Very skilled! Very agile.

In almost no time, she was exchanging blows with Shen Xun. Where Jing Su would get gloriously injured trying to break up the fight, Xiao Caizi quickly managed to pull them apart.

Considering Xiao Caizi’s fluid maneuvering, it was no wonder that Bo Jingshen could hardly break free whenever she clasped his arm.

Who would have known that such a gentle and demure lady of high society could be trained like a martial artist...

After being pulled back, Shen Xun began to regain his senses, realizing he had never intended to actually take a life.

In a moment of impulse, he acted recklessly, but as he calmed down and saw Bo Jingshen curled up on the ground, spitting blood, he knew something was very wrong.

"Your punch was too heavy," Jing Su said.

It was then that Shen Xun noticed the wound on the back of Jing Su’s hand.

"How..." Shen Xun began to ask how he got hurt so badly. Then he felt a sticky sensation in the crevices of his nails.

He hadn’t noticed in his unreasonableness, but now that he felt the sticky feeling, he felt disturbed.

Shen Xun knew what that stickiness was—it was probably Jing Su’s flesh and blood.

It was because of this that, upon regaining his rationale, Shen Xun felt some remorse towards Jing Su.

After all, if it were not for Jing Su, he wouldn’t have been able to find his sister. Not to mention, they’d been friends for so many years...

"You think you weren’t too heavy-handed?" Jing Su asked.

"I owe you an apology," Shen Xun said, and then glanced at Bo Jingshen, still curled up on the ground, before continuing to Jing Su, "However, he deserved it."

"Yeah, by the look of him, he seems almost grateful you gave him a beating," Jing Su quipped, his lips curling. After being beaten so badly, Bo Jingshen still managed to smile; Shen Xun found it intolerable, but even Jing Su felt Bo Jingshen had it coming.

"Big brother! We need to get the young brother to the hospital now! And your hand needs to be bandaged!" Jing Ruo called out urgently.

It was no easy task for her, her heart heavy with worry. Even though she was a younger sister, she was now completely occupied with concern for her two brothers, acting almost like a mother.

Jing Su glanced at Bo Jingshen and agreed that the situation was not right, "This doesn’t look like... just a mouth injury from a fall, does it?"

Jing Ruo exclaimed urgently, "What are you thinking? He’s spitting blood!"

The result was, naturally, a rush to the hospital; the ambulance came directly for them. By the time it arrived, Bo Jingshen had already lost consciousness. Although not in shock, he wasn’t far from it.

Shen Xun grabbed Jing Su immediately, whispering, "Don’t let him go to the hospital where Qianqian is."

"This is a matter of life and death..." Jing Su began, but before he could finish, he met Shen Xun’s earnest eyes.

Jing Su sighed softly, "Alright. We’ll do it your way."

And so, the ambulance drove directly to a different hospital, completely eliminating any chance Bo Jingshen might have had to see Su Lu.