Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 197: The Appearance of Peace

Chapter 197: Chapter 197: The Appearance of Peace

"Um..." Su Lu paused when she heard the address, just about to say she was not the one.

But a doctor’s duty wasn’t to ensure that an address was 100% correct, so before Su Lu could correct him, he had already continued speaking.

Su Lu listened attentively. Her English wasn’t bad, when traveling or in zero-barrier communication situations, even the business English necessary for business negotiations was completely okay, but medical terminology was a different story, completely incomprehensible. The terms were too brain-jumbling, very long and unfamiliar.

Logically speaking, the staff at this kind of private hospital would be very professional and if they encountered a foreign patient who couldn’t understand, they would switch to simpler expressions or, facing a communication barrier due to language, would surely provide medical interpretation.

But Bo Jingshen could understand, could completely understand. It seemed like he understood every term, so the doctor didn’t offer those further options and just continued speaking.

Su Lu could only continue to listen very seriously and then... she took out her phone and opened the instant translation on her electronic dictionary.

It was undeniable, technology changed lives.

At least it wasn’t completely confusing anymore.

In the frame of the electronic dictionary, more and more words recognized by voice appeared. Through the dictionary, Su Lu’s understanding grew, and naturally her brow furrowed more tightly.

The condition of Bo Jingshen’s stomach was still quite bleak.

According to the doctor, it was probably due to years of poor lifestyle habits, neglecting diet, or excessive drinking that it had ended up like this.

Su Lu didn’t even need to think about it; it definitely happened during his time abroad, after they had broken up.

Because when they were still together, during their dating days, Su Lu remembered clearly how great Bo Jingshen’s stomach and appetite were, though he was picky. However, whenever it came to food he liked, the young man’s capacity to eat seemed bottomless.

Nor had she ever heard he had any stomach discomfort, even during a college reunion meal, where some ingredients might not have been fresh, and while others got diarrhea, Bo Jingshen was totally fine.

But now, it had become like this.

There were also his fear of flying, his level of gaming that made him an idol to others, and his skill in racing that allowed him to win money.

Su Lu didn’t know if what she saw was just the tip of the iceberg, but even if it was, it was enough to make one wonder, how had he managed through those years?

How had he managed so as to...?

Su Lu heard the doctor recite a long term again, she paused, then suddenly realized. Right, Bo Jingshen wasn’t medically trained. Naturally, he wouldn’t understand the obscure medical jargon that ordinary people found hard to comprehend, but he... could understand it all, could communicate without barriers.

She could reasonably guess that it was because he had been in the hospital abroad early on, where he had heard these arcane terms, so he could understand, and now it seemed natural and unimpeded.

It wasn’t because he was some self-taught language prodigy, but purely that he had already experienced it.

"...that’s it for now. Follow the prescription to get your medication, pay attention to your diet, take medicine punctually, rest well, and take care of your emotions. For the time being, avoid strong tea, strong coffee, cigarettes, and alcohol. This illness needs nurturing; you know that, right?"

"I understand, thank you," Bo Jingshen nodded, then turned his gaze to Su Lu, "Alright, let’s go."

"Nothing wrong?" Su Lu looked at him, then glanced at the phone screen with those terms, "Don’t you need to be hospitalized or anything?"

Bo Jingshen looked down, his eyes curving in a slight arc, "No need, it hasn’t reached that stage yet."

Su Lu frowned, looked at her phone, then back at him, "Where do you plan to go next?"

She handed her phone over to him, pointing at several terms on the screen, "Just looking at these words, they already seem terrifying, like we’re only steps away from the morgue."

Bo Jingshen laughed at Su Lu’s remark, the arcs at the corners of his deep-set eyes becoming more pronounced.

He hadn’t laughed like this for a long time.

"It’s really nothing; a bit of medication will do the trick. Doctors always try to scare their patients; if they don’t make it sound serious, who would follow their advice blindly?"

That... actually made a lot of sense.

"Once we’ve got the medicine, I’ll take you out for something to eat." Stepping out of the doctor’s office, Bo Jingshen turned towards the pharmacy and spoke to her.

It seemed that after opening up a bit earlier, the distance between them had somewhat lessened.

But still, it seemed there was something vaguely separating them; after all, the scars were still there and would need time.

There were still many wounds untouchable, many topics that couldn’t be easily broached.

The seemingly calm surface at the moment was actually fraught with cracks, precarious.

Knowing when it might shatter was something Su Lu knew, and Bo Jingshen must also be aware.

But even just maintaining this momentarily calm facade as long as possible was best.

After getting the medication from the pharmacy, Bo Jingshen saw the pills in the bag and his brows furrowed tightly.

"What’s wrong?" Su Lu, puzzled, took the medicine bag and suddenly realized, "You’re nearly thirty years old..."

"What does age have to do with it?" Bo Jingshen’s brow remained tightly knitted, as if he could kill a fly with the furrow.

"...How can you still hate taking medicine so much, you’re not a child. Plus, how bad can it taste?" Su Lu said.

It was unbelievable that, five years ago, whenever he felt slightly unwell and had to take medicine, it was as if he was being poisoned.

Five years had passed; he had matured and achieved so much in his career, faced many hardships.

Yet, he still hadn’t gotten over his disdain for taking medicine.

"It tastes awful, this Sucralfate... Honestly, I’d rather eat dirt." Bo Jingshen took back the medicine bag and casually reached for a box of medicine to toss into the trash bin by the elevator door.

Su Lu stopped him, "..."

"Fine." Seeing the disapproval in her eyes, Bo Jingshen had to compromise.

However, his shoulders slumped down, like a dejected big dog.

"What shall we eat?" Su Lu knew his temperament, so she changed the topic with just one sentence.

"How about the food stall? I saw Jiang Li and the others posting about it on their social feeds; it seems pretty good." Bo Jingshen casually broke a few pills that needed to be taken on an empty stomach and, head down, stuffed them in his mouth. He spoke with the pills between his teeth, "You like it, don’t you."

"What?" There was a delay while he was breaking the pills, and Su Lu didn’t catch on, so she asked again.

With the white pills still between his teeth, Bo Jingshen spoke with somewhat muffled words, "Don’t you just love those unhealthy roadside food stands?"