Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 169 Emotional Illness

Chapter 169: Chapter 169 Emotional Illness

After all, with Shen Xun’s current terrible impression of Bo Jingshen, he would assume malicious intent behind Bo Jingshen’s actions.

Should they encounter each other in the same hospital, Shen Xun would definitely believe that Bo Jingshen was deliberately resorting to a ruse of self-injury.

Therefore, it would be best not to be in the same hospital, to prevent him from harassing Qianqian.

That’s what Shen Xun thought, his reasoning extremely straightforward.

However, Bo Jingshen indeed had no intention of harassing Su Lu.

He was quickly arranged to be hospitalized.

"Stomach bleeding?" Jing Ruo was quite surprised upon hearing the diagnosis.

The doctor said, "Yes, and judging by the color, it seems that he’s been bleeding for a while now. He must have endured through it before."

Jing Ruo: "I knew it!"

She noticed that Bo Jingshen’s complexion had been terrible from the start. At first, she thought it was due to overwhelming grief after finding out about Su Lu’s situation, a consequence of his emotions.

But as Bo Jingshen’s complexion grew increasingly worse, Jing Ruo began to suspect that the situation might not be so simple. She suspected he was in discomfort somewhere, but no matter how she asked, Bo Jingshen always said he was fine.

Also, there was not a trace of pain in his expression. It seemed like all his emotions had become dulled, all senses blurred, as if veiled. He didn’t seem like someone suffering from physical pain, so gradually, Jing Ruo started to think it might still be due to his emotions.

Who would have thought it was actually stomach bleeding!

"How could he end up with stomach bleeding out of the blue..." Jing Su furrowed his brows deeply, asking in a heavy voice.

The doctor explained, "There could be many reasons for that, such as stomach illnesses, alcohol abuse and so on, all of which could trigger bleeding in the stomach. Even without these direct causes, emotional stress can have an impact. If emotions fluctuate too violently..."

The doctor paused before continuing, "then it wouldn’t be surprising for the body to experience certain issues. The impact of emotions on the body is quite significant. For instance, many thyroid diseases are tied to emotional disturbances."

The doctor looked up at Jing Su and Jing Ruo, asking, "His emotions must have been very unstable lately, right? I think his stomach bleeding is mostly caused by emotional stress."

Jing Ruo, surprised, said, "You can tell?"

The doctor sighed softly, "Mainly because I noticed his hair has turned a bit white. If his emotional fluctuations didn’t reach an extreme level, if he hadn’t experienced a significant upheaval in life, it usually wouldn’t be like this."

Jing Su: "..."

Jing Ruo: "..."

Both looked towards Bo Jingshen lying in the hospital bed, unsure whether this had just happened or if they had simply overlooked it before.

Now, upon closer inspection, they realized that among Bo Jingshen’s jet-black hair, there were indeed patches of white.

Already haggard and thin, with those flecks of white hair interspersed, he embodied a vivid picture of desolation.

"To be hospitalized, to rest in bed quietly, afterwards he must be taken good care of. Stomach diseases are considered ailments of the affluent. With proper care, there should be no trouble. But if one becomes careless one day, even if it hasn’t acted up in a long time, it might still suddenly flare up to remind you that you’re a patient,"

the doctor said while writing the medical records and advice.

Jing Ruo nodded repeatedly while listening on the side.

Shen Xun frowned nearby, obviously not expecting that Jing Su, his nominal younger brother, would end up in such a state.

He stood up and took the papers the doctor had provided, "I’ll go and get him admitted."

Shen Xun left with the paperwork and the doctor.

Jing Ruo raised her eyes to glance at Jing Su and said softly, "Big brother, maybe you should stay here a little longer?"

"Hmm?" Jing Su looked down at her, seemingly unclear about why she had suddenly made such a remark.

"I can’t control our younger brother. He doesn’t listen to me; otherwise, he wouldn’t have ended up with such severe gastric bleeding. But I think he might be more willing to listen to you, so... Big brother, maybe you should really stay here a little longer? Otherwise, given our brother’s temperament, I’m afraid he’ll only make things worse."

Jing Ruo’s words were not an exaggeration at all. After hearing them, Jing Su thought it over and felt there was some truth to them.

After pondering for a moment, he nodded and said, "Alright then."

Jing Ruo finally felt relieved upon hearing this, exhaling gently. Then she focused on Jing Su’s hand and quickly said, "Big brother, you should get the wound on your hand dressed first. That Shen Xun, he really hit with a lot of force. Who is he exactly? What kind of grudge does he have that made him hit our younger brother so hard?"

Jing Su naturally couldn’t discuss Shen Xun’s private affairs with Jing Ruo and simply stood up, saying, "In any case, he has his very legitimate reasons... Enough about that. I’ll go get this dressed; you stay here with Jingshen."

As Jing Su left the sickroom, he saw Xiao Caizi standing against the wall in the corridor.

Leaning against the wall, one of her long legs was slightly bent, with her toes pointed towards the floor, while she held a paper cup in her mouth, her fine white teeth gripping the rim of the cup to keep it from falling.

Then with both hands, she was rapidly typing on her phone, a feat evident from the speed of her fingers.

Jing Su suddenly recalled how this young woman had, with such ease, managed to pull Shen Xun away earlier...

She must be a martial artist.

The thought that he had almost been engaged to this woman...

Jing Su curled his lips slightly, feeling as if he had narrowly escaped disaster.

Xiao Caizi seemed to sense his presence and glanced over at him.

Her eyes were bright and clear, typically exuding a gentle and graceful air in front of others.

But after those few moves earlier, if she still pretended to be all gentleness and grace, it wouldn’t be very convincing.

So Xiao Caizi didn’t bother to put on that gentle and graceful facade any longer.

She stared at Jing Su for two seconds, then her gaze dropped to his hand, smudged with blood that was half-dry and sticky-dark red. Fresh blood oozed from the wound, creating new layers over the old, making it look even more of a mess.

Jing Su met her gaze and simply nodded in polite acknowledgment, without saying much else.

Xiao Caizi stared at him for another two seconds, her eyes shifting from his hand back to his face momentarily.

Suddenly, she turned and waved toward the direction of the nurse’s station, "Excuse me."

A nurse looked over and understandingly said to her, "Someone’s here for him? Shall we dress the wound now?"

"Yes, thank you." Xiao Caizi immediately nodded.

"It’s no trouble. Come to the treatment room over here. Let’s take a look at the wound. If it doesn’t need stitches, it won’t take long to dress," the nurse said.

Jing Su stood still, his brows knitted into a faint frown.

He was somewhat puzzled, but deep down, he seemed to understand that perhaps Xiao Caizi had stayed here just to... arrange for his wound dressing in advance, waiting for him to sort things out with Bo Jingshen so he could get it taken care of then.

It was all neatly arranged.

"Thank you," Jing Su said softly in gratitude.

Xiao Caizi looked up at him, her eyes reflecting a complex mixture of emotions. "Don’t mention it, I have my own selfish reasons."

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