Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 210: Shocking

Chapter 210: Chapter 210: Shocking

Su Lu instinctively felt that Jiang Li’s condition was not good, very bad.

Even she felt, perhaps Jiang Li was in an even worse condition than herself, but it just didn’t show on his face, as if there weren’t any clues.

But actually, the eyes are the best indicators of a person’s condition.

Since a while ago, there had been no focus in Jiang Li’s eyes, such a vacant, defocused state made it clear that his condition was quite bad.

It was as if he was pulled into some terrifying memories, as if he had lost half of his soul.

"Are you really okay?" Su Lu couldn’t rest easy and asked again.

The focus in Jiang Li’s eyes then slowly gathered as if he finally came back to his senses a bit, he slowly shook his head, "It’s okay, don’t worry about me."

Su Lu was still somewhat uneasy, so she pulled over a member of Ying Xi’s team and whispered, "I think Jiang Li’s condition is off. Since you guys are going to Ying Xi’s hospital room anyway, please pay more attention to Jiang Li’s condition and come to call me immediately if anything bad happens."

The team member dared not neglect, as today’s events were already chaotic enough, everyone was stunned, making it seem like more trouble could occur at any moment.

"Okay, okay, don’t worry Mr. Su! You should also pay attention to your own condition, your complexion isn’t very good either." The team member said with great concern.

Su Lu felt a warmth in her heart; although they were hardly familiar, she could tell that their concern was genuine.

"Why don’t we also accompany you? Bao Jing also needs care," the team member suggested.

But Su Lu declined, "No, it’s okay. I can handle it myself."

However, when she actually reached the hospital room, after the caregiver had moved Bo Jingshen to the hospital bed, Su Lu realized, no, she couldn’t.

She was completely unable.

Seeing the wounds on Bo Jingshen’s back, her whole body trembled violently, unable to do anything.

When the nurse came over, she told her that the injury on Bo Jingshen’s back was severe due to burns and acid burns, causing such scabbing, which could lead to varying degrees of carbonization underneath, and it was necessary to keep the wound clean and dry for potential future skin graft surgeries.

Honestly, it was all too much medical jargon that Su Lu couldn’t understand without concurrent reference and checking, barely managing to comprehend the grave content of the nurse’s words.

In short, the nurse said he had to keep lying like this.

"If he finds lying down uncomfortable..." Su Lu thought, anyone lying like this continuously wouldn’t feel comfortable.

The nurse’s answer was very straightforward, "Even if it’s uncomfortable, he has to endure. Now is not the time to seek comfort..."

After the nurse left the room, Su Lu lifted the thin blanket covering Bo Jingshen’s back, the blanket was not actually touching his skin directly but was draped over a frame.

As soon as she lifted it, Su Lu saw the terrible state of his back and honestly felt the injuries might have become even worse than before, those wounds...

Su Lu couldn’t help but think, had they really treated him? Why did it seem even worse?

She staggered back, nearly unable to stand firm.

"Su Lu!" Aunt Zhao reacted quickly, rushing forward from behind in two steps, her strong grip steadying her immediately.

"Thank you, Aunt Zhao." Su Lu managed a strained smile.

She only felt a bit dizzy, and the more she looked at that ferocious wound, the weaker her legs seemed to become.

Zhao Ying also saw the gruesome wound on Bo Jingshen’s back and could understand why Su Lu was somewhat unsteady.

The wound was horrendously shocking...

Even strangers would feel physically uncomfortable looking at it, let alone someone who cared about him. Wasn’t it just like cutting one’s own flesh?

"My God," Zhao Ying couldn’t help exclaiming. She supported Su Lu to sit down on a nearby chair and very confidently declared, "You can’t take care of him."

Su Lu nodded, fully admitting Aunt Zhao was completely right. She indeed couldn’t take care of him. She was barely coping herself, how could she care for a man injured this severely?

"Maybe, Aunt Zhao, you..." Su Lu remembered how well Aunt Zhao took care of people with great attention to every little detail. If she could help...

But before Su Lu could finish, Aunt Zhao interrupted, "It’s not that I don’t want to, but I can’t either."

"Ah." This was somewhat unexpected for Su Lu, and it clearly wasn’t false modesty but a statement of fact.

Aunt Zhao continued, "Given his current condition, the person taking care of him must have medical knowledge, even a medical professional’s qualification, like a caregiver or nurse. Otherwise, others would only be half as effective."

Su Lu felt she made sense and immediately wanted to call a nurse to find out more about the medical care.

But unexpectedly, Aunt Zhao said she had a way.

"Really?" Su Lu was a bit surprised.

Aunt Zhao nodded. "Yes, after all, I work in caregiving myself and do have some connections in this field."

Su Lu was somewhat skeptical. Aunt Zhao was in this line of work, so her resources might be better, which Su Lu didn’t doubt. However, she thought... even if those resources were somewhat better, would they extend as far as overseas?

Su Lu couldn’t help but wonder if Aunt Zhao had been brainwashed by some pyramid scheme?

But, as the saying goes, "Trust the ones you use, don’t use those you can’t trust." Su Lu let Aunt Zhao go ahead and make the calls to arrange these things.

Zhao Ying went out to make a phone call, and Su Lu sat beside the hospital bed, staring intently at Bo Jingshen’s face.

It was as if no matter how much she watched, she couldn’t be reassured, like he might disappear if she blinked.

Zhao Ying walked to the other end of the hallway, her face losing the motherly tenderness she showed when facing Su Lu, and returned to being the decisive and fierce businesswoman on the commercial battlefield.

She dialed a number, and it was quickly answered.

Zhao Ying’s voice was cold, clearly unable to soften her tone given the recent danger her daughter had faced.

Zhao Ying said coldly, "Have you found out anything?"

The person on the line sounded a bit dry, obviously nervous, "President Zhao, it may not be so easy..."

"I think you just don’t want to do it," Zhao Ying’s voice became cooler.

The person on the other end sounded anxious, "President Zhao, the main issue is that the culprit hasn’t talked yet, so even if we have ways to make the police leak information, it’s no use, he won’t talk."

Zhao Ying said sharply, "Won’t talk? Then offer money! More money! Enough money that the police will want to make a move! Can’t you do it? Will a thorough beating not wring out something?"