Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 211

Chapter 211: Chapter 211

Hearing Zhao Ying’s words, the person on the other end of the line breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, I understand!"

Zhao Ying was not in a good mood, she just didn’t dare to show it in front of Su Lu. Any mother who saw her daughter nearly experience such a terrible danger would not feel good.

So, Zhao Ying’s attitude while speaking was quite poor, her voice completely cold, "Do you still need me to teach you how to handle this? Should I say you’re too honest, or should I say you lack imagination and initiative?"

The person on the other end became somewhat flustered and hastily apologized. Zhao Ying was not interested in hearing it and interrupted, "Don’t talk about these useless things. By the way, please send for a medical escort, just say I referred them."

After that, Zhao Ying hung up the phone.

The next second, she heard the sound of a lighter clicking in the safety staircase not far away.

Frowning, Zhao Ying walked over and pushed open the fire door of the staircase.

The person smoking in the stairwell was none other than Jiang Li.

His mind was a bit chaotic, and he felt he couldn’t bear to see the wounds on Ying Xi’s back, so taking advantage of the fact that the team members were around and someone was watching over Ying Xi, Jiang Li silently left the ward to find a place to smoke a cigarette.

He naturally ended up in this safety staircase.

Zhao Ying pushed the door open, and Jiang Li, cigarette in mouth, looked at her. The two made eye contact for a moment, their expressions ambiguous.

After a moment, Zhao Ying’s face regained the gentle smile of Aunt Zhao, "Young Master Jiang, why are you smoking here in such suffocation? The hospital bans smoking, and this isn’t good for you."

The cigarette still dangled from Jiang Li’s lips as he sat on the steps, looking up at Zhao Ying. After a moment, he took a drag on the cigarette, slowly exhaling the blue-green smoke that shrouded his features.

Seeing that he did not respond, Zhao Ying didn’t intend to waste time and started to bid farewell. But just as she turned to leave, she heard Jiang Li’s hoarse voice from behind, "Who exactly are you? No ordinary escort could match your capabilities."

"I really don’t know what you’re talking about, Young Master Jiang," Zhao Ying’s face remained smiling, still as gentle as ever.

"Too many coincidences definitely spell intent, so I generally don’t believe in coincidences. Most coincidences are nothing but one side’s meticulous arrangement," Jiang Li said, "So who exactly are you..."

"I really don’t understand what you’re talking about, Young Master Jiang," Zhao Ying maintained the same gentle smile, the same tone.

Jiang Li was already in a bad mood, and had no patience to spar with her. Seeing her firmly denying, he directly frowned and said, "Alright, then I’ll just ask Su Lu."

It was only a moment.

In that moment, the smile on Zhao Ying’s face disappeared entirely, leaving a sharp intensity...

This intensity, Jiang Li had seen many times, on Jiang Su’s face, on Bo Jingshen’s face—usually when they negotiated with others in business, they would wear such expressions.

Absolute politeness, but also absolutely aggressive.

Zhao Ying said, "Go ahead, after what Young Master Jiang experienced today, you’re probably scared enough, and maybe you no longer wish to delve into this field. It’s just as well."

Even a fool like Jiang Li could hear the threat, warning him not to casually reveal her affairs.

"No! I was just saying, I won’t really ask Su Lu," Jiang Li quickly said.

Zhao Ying snorted softly, "Even Jiang Su wouldn’t dare to speak to me so casually here, you really are a fearless newborn calf."

"So who exactly are you?" Jiang Li asked again.

Zhao Ying looked at him, "Mind your own business, and stay out of affairs that don’t concern you."

Jiang Li still wanted to say more, but Zhao Ying continued, "What? You can’t even handle your own boyfriend, and you want to meddle in Su Lu’s affairs?"