Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 234: Peeling Off

Chapter 234: Chapter 234: Peeling Off

Su Zhe’s words made Su Lu unable to help sticking out her tongue.

Upon hearing this, Shen Xun couldn’t help but chuckle and gave Su Zhe a glance.

"Alright, alright, we’ll all go together," Zhao Ying draped a coat over Su Lu.

The four of them left the room together, with Su Zhe still in a surly mood, still sporting a grim face even inside the elevator.

Su Lu couldn’t help but keep glancing at him through the mirrored doors of the elevator, and as they exited the elevator, all the way until they walked out of the hotel’s revolving door, Su Lu couldn’t help but say, "Brother, don’t be mad anymore."

Su Zhe’s sulking face didn’t soften; he even let out a light snort upon hearing her words and was just about to say, ’If you don’t want me to be angry, then stop causing trouble, okay?’ Just as he opened his mouth to speak, he got a mouthful of the cool sea breeze as they walked out of the revolving doors.

He was about to scold Su Lu verbally, but almost subconsciously, he stepped in front of her right away.

No matter how much he chided her with words, this action had already said it all.

Su Lu couldn’t help but soften her gaze, her voice also becoming gentler, "I was wrong. Just think of it as my fooling around. I’m genuinely feeling a bit uneasy; I can’t even sleep well."

With a furrowed brow, Su Zhe’s impression of Bo Jingshen was very poor. Just hearing these words was enough to irk him, but he couldn’t bear to scold his sister, and so said nothing.

It was only after they got into the car that he muttered softly, "What’s there to be uneasy about? Your health is what’s most concerning right now. That fellow is tough as nails, how could he possibly die?"

When he said this, Su Lu bit her lip gently, a hint of unease showing in her expression.

Su Zhe, not having the heart to continue, refrained from saying these slightly malicious words.

When they arrived at the hospital it was exactly midnight, and Su Lu, knowing the way well, headed for the ward, with Zhao Ying pacing beside her since she had become quite familiar with the place over the past few days accompanying Su Lu.

But...

"We didn’t take a wrong turn." Zhao Ying looked at the empty ward and even stepped back to the door to double-check the room number, confirming, "It’s certainly the correct room, how come..."

The person was missing.

The ward was empty, no figure was sprawled on the bed, and there was no scent of the medicated ointment that needed to be applied daily for burns, only the smell of disinfectant signifying that the room had been sanitized.

The card slot by the door of the ward, normally containing the names of the patient, attending physician, and head nurse, now had nothing in it.

Su Lu stood quietly in place, staring at the empty bed.

Indeed, it seems like a bad premonition is never wrong.

If you feel that something is amiss, then it’s certainly more than just a little wrong.

"What’s going on..." Su Zhe was annoyed to be sure, but he also knew Bo Jingshen’s injuries were serious, so he turned around, "I’m going to ask around."

Shen Xun also knitted his brows, looking towards his mother, and happened to meet her eyes. Shen Xun knew his mom well—so well, in fact, that just a single look said a lot, and he could roughly tell if there was an issue at hand.

Clearly, there was.

Shen Xun placed a hand on Su Zhe’s shoulder, "I’ll go with you."

The two men walked out.

While Zhao Ying stood beside Su Lu, holding her hand, "Don’t worry, it’ll be alright, they’ll find out from the doctor, nothing will be wrong."

Su Lu still stood quietly without making a sound.

Shen Xun and Su Zhe had barely left the patient’s room when they ran into the doctor who had come over.

Sure enough, the doctor had been Bo Jingshen’s primary physician before, and probably because he knew they had come over in the middle of the night and had gone to his old ward, he had rushed right over.

"...so what you’re saying is, his family came to transfer him away to another hospital?" Su Zhe summed up after the doctor had rambled on for a while.

The doctor nodded.

"But at the unanimous request of the patient and his family, you kept his information and medical records confidential?" Su Zhe asked.

"Yes," the doctor nodded.

Su Zhe sneered, "As if anyone is that eager to know."

Despite saying that, he was aware that Lulu must really want to know; otherwise, she wouldn’t have hurried over in the middle of the night. She really must have felt something... That’s why she awoke in a panic and couldn’t sleep, insisting on coming to the hospital to see for herself.

Su Zhe looked towards Su Lu.

She stood there quietly, and he didn’t know whether she had understood what the doctor had said earlier. Su Lu had heard Su Yi complain that the people here either spoke with strong accents or used complex words in their English, making it difficult for both him and Su Lu to understand.

Thinking it over, Su Zhe prepared to translate for her, "Lulu, the doctor is saying..."

"I understood," Su Lu nodded.

That saved Su Zhe the trouble of translating.

"So it was at the unanimous request of the patient and his family," Su Lu asked the doctor seriously, almost with focus, staring at him, "Are you sure it was the patient’s request?"

The doctor, feeling the intensity of her gaze, also took on a serious manner and nodded, "Of course, we would never make such a decision without the patient’s request. We absolutely respect the patient’s wishes."

Su Lu nodded upon hearing this, "I understand."

She paused, still looking intently at the doctor. She spoke English more slowly than others, pronouncing each word with clarity so that it sounded rather solemn.

"His injuries were not suitable for moving, as you have stressed before. That’s why you even refused to agree to transfer him to your local hospital with more authority over burns and scalds, citing an increased risk of infection," Su Lu said calmly, pinpointing the contradiction in the doctor’s words.

The doctor’s expression stiffened, visibly embarrassed, "I..."

Su Lu bore no trace of blame, not even a hint of mockery or accusation in her tone.

She just spoke very calmly, continuing, "And he has developed some infections lately. Whether due to a sense of responsibility or the physician’s conscience, the hospital did not agree to transfer him when his condition was relatively stable. Now his condition isn’t even as stable as it was then, I assume you wouldn’t agree to the transfer."

The doctor remained silent, perhaps choosing silence as a more dignified option now that the truth had been laid bare.

"So he’s still in this hospital somewhere, just not where I know," Su Lu’s voice became even more serene, "simply in a place you don’t wish for me to find, and so you’ve gone out of your way to deal with me here." It could be said to be almost detached.

It’s a signal when a person can completely rationalize something or someone they care deeply about.

It means that the person is about to completely extricate themselves from the situation; otherwise, they couldn’t possibly remain so calm and rational.

Finally, Su Lu’s voice was devoid of fluctuation, "And you as the primary physician have the time to deal with me here, which indicates that he is not in critical condition. That’s fine."