Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 281 Did You Eat the Wrong Thing?

Chapter 281: Chapter 281 Did You Eat the Wrong Thing?

He would suffer, feel sad, and impulsively want to reclaim what belonged to him deep inside.

But he had no regrets.

If time could start over, Bo Jingshen would probably make the same decision under those circumstances.

Having personally experienced such pain, all his emotions were justified, especially fear.

He was terrified.

The sulfuric acid poured on his body brought him endless pain and also infinite fear.

Under such pain, the first thing Bo Jingshen thought of was fear, not because he was afraid that the pain would never end. Even if the pain had no end, it wouldn’t matter; what terrified him was the fear that one day such pain might be inflicted on the woman he loved.

And in this woman’s belly was their child.

So, given the chance to choose again, he would probably make the same choice.

Jiang Li paused for a long while before he finally managed to say, "You are really ruthless; how can you be so harsh on yourself?"

Bo Jingshen smiled faintly, "Well, thank you for the compliment."

Su Lu was completely unaware of these things. After nightfall, instead of resting well, she became extremely agitated.

"Really? Don’t lie to me!" Su Lu said anxiously, her expression tense.

Beside her, Zhao Xiaole, equally tense, had red eyes and pouted lips, looking as if he was about to cry, "Mommy..."

The child only softly called her mommy when he felt wronged and scared.

"Good boy," Su Lu reached out and rubbed her son’s head.

"Xiao Le... don’t be afraid, it’s okay," a weak voice came from the bathroom, followed immediately by a heart-wrenching bout of vomiting.

Zhao Xiaole’s voice grew more tearful, he hugged Su Lu tightly and asked softly, "Mommy... Godmom won’t be in trouble, right?"

Su Lu: "Hmm, don’t worry, nothing will happen. Your godmom is a doctor herself, what could happen?"

Su Lu tried to reassure Zhao Xiaole, and he was somewhat convinced.

However, Su Lu herself was far from convinced, "You Ran, but you can’t even get up now, you can’t even leave the bathroom, how am I supposed to get you to the hospital? Should I really not call an ambulance?"

"No... no need, it’s just... just gastroenteritis, don’t waste... medical resources," Cheng Youran said weakly, barely able to stand.

It took all her willpower to steady herself. She instructed Su Lu through the door, "I don’t know if this is viral, you... keep Xiao Le away from here. After I go to the hospital, you go online tomorrow and find a disinfection team to thoroughly disinfect the house."

"Okay, I’ll ask my brother to take Xiao Le away," Su Lu said.

Zhao Xiaole was upset, pouting and about to cry.

Su Lu earnestly told him, "Listen, if godmom has a viral gastroenteritis, it’s contagious. You are a child with low immunity; if you get sick, mommy won’t be able to take you to Three Gardens, and grandma will be extremely worried; we might have to go back to Beijing right away."

"But... but I’m worried about godmom..." Zhao Xiaole sobbed.

Cheng Youran, listening from inside, felt her heart melting, "Godmom is fine, it’s okay, Xiao Le, be good. Godmom will recover soon. After you and Su Xiaolu go to Three Gardens and come back, godmom will be better."

Su Lu was very conflicted inside; how could she possibly feel at ease to go out? Seeing You Ran in such a state, she felt extremely uneasy.

"But I had promised the child."

All her life, her principle was to keep her promises, and she always tried to lead by example.

Now was not the time to worry about this, Su Lu quickly made a phone call to Su Zhe.

When Su Zhe arrived, he was still in his pajamas. "What happened?"

"Maybe she ate something wrong," Su Lu frowned. "But I’m also worried it might be viral, since You Ran works at a hospital."

She would have a greater chance of contracting a virus than others.

Being a medical student himself, Su Zhe was well aware of this. "We need to get her to the hospital right away. I’ll take care of Zhao Xiaole, don’t worry."

"Okay. You go ahead with Xiao Le, and I’ll take her to the hospital."

"Make sure you wash your hands frequently and disinfect them," Su Zhe instructed. "Tomorrow I’ll get a cleaning crew to disinfect the house."

As soon as Su Zhe took Zhao Xiaole away, Su Lu immediately helped Cheng Youran downstairs and put her in the back seat.

It was scorching hot outside, but she was shivering all over. Su Lu wrapped her in a coat, yet she kept trembling, her temperature burning hot.

Su Lu didn’t dare to turn on the air conditioner and drove swiftly towards the hospital.

When they arrived, he didn’t look for a parking spot, stopping the car right in front of the hospital entrance and helping Cheng Youran out from the back seat.

Cheng Youran was so feverish that she was delirious and couldn’t muster any strength; her whole weight leaned against Su Lu.

"You Ran, we’re at the hospital now, just hang on, you’ll be okay soon."

Su Lu struggled to support her. Being naturally slender, her veins stood out on her hands as she barely managed to keep Cheng Youran from falling.

But it was challenging to walk her inside.

She regretted not fetching a wheelchair beforehand. Annoyed but aware that they were at a hospital and it couldn’t be completely deserted, she stretched her neck and yelled, "Is there anyone there? Could someone please help?"

Footsteps approached from inside.

A deep voice asked, "What happened?"

Su Lu turned and saw a rather young, handsome face that belied his age.

Lei Yang furrowed his brow slightly, tilting his head to look at the person Su Lu was supporting, whose face was half-covered by a coat.

The first thing he saw was her pale, sickly complexion, somewhat chapped lips, naturally upturned at the corners in a resting smile, despite the lips being dry and colorless.

That mouth. Lei Yang could recognize it instantly. Naturally predisposed to smiling, but sometimes the corner would smirk, adding a slightly roguish charm.

It was indeed the same smirk he remembered from when she teasingly called him a "pretty boy."

Lei Yang frowned, clenching his fingers involuntarily. "What happened?"

The last time she left the hospital, she was lively and bouncing around, and now she looked like this.

As soon as Su Lu saw it was Lei Yang, she didn’t have time to hold any preconceptions. Her eyes brightened, and she quickly said, "Dr. Lei, please help, I can’t hold her anymore."

Right as Su Lu spoke, she indeed could no longer hold Cheng Youran, whose body began to slide towards the ground.

But she didn’t hit the floor, as she was caught midway into a pair of arms.