Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 172 Sunshine Orphanage

Chapter 172: Chapter 172 Sunshine Orphanage

Cheng Youran said these words while looking at Su Lu a couple of times more.

Originally, she wasn’t very clear about Qiao Li’s feelings for Su Lu, but after these few days, with Qiao Li coming every day, Cheng Youran had somewhat figured it out.

Although Qiao Li never visited Su Lu once.

But from the conversations between Qiao Li and Su Zhe, Cheng Youran had heard that Qiao Li’s feelings for Su Lu weren’t just like Su Zhe’s, the concern of a brother for his sister.

Qiao Li had a good temper, and his cooking skills were not bad either. He had the leisure, so he came every day with food to help Su Zhe replenish his blood.

However, he had never once gone to see Su Lu, and Cheng Youran originally thought it was because he didn’t care.

But after overhearing a conversation between him and Su Zhe, she knew it wasn’t because he didn’t care, but because he didn’t dare.

Su Zhe scolded him, "You’re such a useless piece of cake."

Qiao Li smiled somewhat helplessly.

Su Zhe, "So what exactly are you afraid of?"

Qiao Li said, "Mainly, I’m worried that Su Lu’s current emotional state doesn’t want to be disturbed, and besides..."

Qiao Li didn’t finish his words, but he also worried that, having revealed his feelings to Su Lu, if he were too forward now when Su Lu had gone through such a bad experience, it might seem like he was taking advantage of someone in a vulnerable state.

Qiao Li was a gentle person who, once he cared, would think a lot—very gently and comprehensively.

But in the eyes of others, it inevitably seemed a bit too cautious.

"I think you’re just overthinking it. Lulu doesn’t have such deep thoughts, and she wouldn’t think so much like you," Su Zhe said, "But she does need rest right now, and seeing fewer visitors is better. If you’re too scared to go, then just let it be."

"No worries, as long as the food gets there, I’ll just not visit for now, and wait until Lulu feels a bit better before I visit..." Qiao Li smiled.

Su Zhe smirked, "Then I really am benefiting from this. Honestly, if it weren’t for Lulu, I probably wouldn’t have such good treatment, eating the nutritious meals you cook every day?"

"You know yourself well enough," Qiao Li was indeed gentle, but not to the extent of preparing nourishing meals for Su Zhe every day; it was only because he was also preparing food for Su Lu that he made some for Su Zhe as well.

"You’re bothering yourself; tomorrow I don’t want this favor anymore. I just want to eat some regular food. I can even order takeout myself," Su Zhe said with a pained expression on his face, "Now I close my eyes and all I can taste are pork liver and spinach, feeling like there’s a metallic taste in my mouth."

Su Zhe was not really a patient anymore; he had just donated blood a bit too much previously, and then got emotionally agitated, causing him to faint all of a sudden.

He could have been discharged after waking up, but since Su Lu was still hospitalized, and he wasn’t feeling well himself, and wasn’t lacking money, he simply chose to stay in the hospital for a few days. Though normally hospitals shouldn’t admit patients without clinical indications, but Su Zhe wasn’t lacking in connections either.

This was how Su Lu found out from Cheng Youran about Qiao Li’s visits to the hospital these past few days.

She paused briefly, "So the food I’ve been eating these days..."

"Was made by Qiao Li," Cheng Youran said, "From the second day you could eat solid food."

"No wonder..." Su Lu thought. No wonder the liquid food provided on the day she could eat was extremely unappetizing, yet the semi-solid food from the second day tasted much better...

She had initially thought that the taste difference between the semi-solid and liquid food was naturally that big, but now it turned out that the food from the second day was actually prepared and brought by Qiao Li.

"He worried that his presence might affect your rest given your current state, so he didn’t come to visit," said Cheng Youran. "Qiao Li is a kind person."

Although she had no intention of playing matchmaker for Qiao Li at this juncture, given that Qiao Li was a really good person and genuinely deserved to be praised, even without intentionally playing matchmaker, she couldn’t help but say some good words for him.

"Yeah," Su Lu nodded softly, "He is... quite good."

She didn’t mean to say much more, and Cheng Youran didn’t continue to excessively praise Qiao Li either.

After Cheng Youran went to work, Su Lu asked Sister Chen to rest as well.

Sister Chen took a nap on the outside sofa, but Su Lu wasn’t sleepy, perhaps because she had slept too much over the previous days.

Unable to sleep, Su Lu lay on the bed, staring at the stark white ceiling, her thoughts seeming to drift farther and farther away.

She didn’t think about Bo Jingshen, or anything related to Bo Jingshen, that protective mechanism seemed to still be functioning, shielding her, steering her away from dangerous topics.

Thus, it still left topics related to Bo Jingshen and anything regarding him rather vague.

Su Lu raised her hand, looking at the IV needle on the back of her hand, and stared at it for a while.

The image of Su Zhe drawing her blood to give to two strange men involuntarily surfaced in her mind again.

With a contemplative look, Su Lu took out her phone and turned it on.

She had been off for a while, so when she just powered it on, floods of missed calls and messages burst into the phone, causing it to buzz in her palm.

She didn’t have the interest to check who had called one by one.

Su Lu quickly found a landline number in her contacts and dialed it.

After ringing two or three times, someone on the other end picked up, "Hello, this is Sunshine Orphanage."

"Hello, is Dean Li available?" Su Lu asked politely.

"May I ask who is calling?"

"My last name is Su. Please, could you transfer me?"

"Miss Su, please hold."

The line soon played the transfer waiting tone, and Su Lu took a deep breath, exhaling long after the breath was transferred through.

A gentle female voice came on the line, "Su Lu?"

"It’s me, Dean Li," Su Lu greeted her.

She didn’t often make calls to this number, the last time she had dialed this number was two years ago.

When people sometimes want to sever a part of their past, they subconsciously avoid everything related to that past.

Thus, although Su Lu had always supported the orphanage concerning funds, she rarely contacted them.

It was natural for Dean Li’s voice to carry a hint of surprise.

Dean Li, "You haven’t contacted the orphanage for quite a while."

"I’ve been... quite busy with work," Su Lu said.

"That’s understandable," Dean Li replied gently with a smile from the other end, "What made you think of calling today? Is there something you needed?"

Su Lu pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked, "Dean, how did I end up at the orphanage? You never told me."

"It’s not that I didn’t want to talk about it, but you never asked. Many children who come to the orphanage have had unhappy pasts, abandoned, trafficked... things like that, and every mention opens old wounds. So unless a child brings it up themselves, we usually don’t bring it up voluntarily. And you, you never asked."