Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 283 Nothing at All

Chapter 283: Chapter 283 Nothing at All

Su Lu decisively waved her hand, "Thank you, Doctor Lei, I’ll be leaving now, you’re really a good person."

Lei Yang curved his lips into a smile, "Okay then, Qiao Li is also a good person."

A chuckling voice came from the doorway, "Well, I really appreciate your compliment."

Su Lu was taken aback upon hearing that and turned her gaze toward the door, where she saw Qiao Li standing with a smile in his eyes but also a tiredness in them. His hair was tousled in spots, suggesting he had been resting but must have rushed over upon hearing the news.

Qiao Li met her gaze, "I came over as soon as I got a call from Su Zhe, but since I live far away, I arrived a little late."

"It’s okay," said Su Lu. "I was fortunate to run into Doctor Lei."

Qiao Li walked in, glanced at Cheng Youran on the hospital bed, and then carefully checked the medication list on the IV bottle. He could infer the illness from the prescribed drugs. After also checking the drip rate, he finally felt relieved.

Qiao Li asked, "Did you eat something bad?"

Lei Yang snorted with laughter, "Yes, he’s really something, thinking he’s invincible and impervious. He drank two packs of expired cocoa. Why didn’t he just drink from the toilet instead..."

Su Lu thought to herself, Doctor Lei has quite the sharp tongue.

"You’re the one who drinks from the toilet..." came a weak voice from the bed.

Su Lu quickly leaned in, "You’re awake?!"

"Uh-huh..." Cheng Youran replied faintly, trying to sit up. Su Lu hurriedly tried to raise the bed for her.

Lei Yang was quicker, standing with an air of authority—one hand behind his back, the other pressing the bed remote, and he raised the bed.

"Do you feel any better?" Su Lu asked, touching her forehead.

"Don’t worry," Cheng Youran said, then asked, "Why is he here?"

It was unclear whether it was because she was delirious from the fever or had given up on propriety.

In any case, Cheng Youran didn’t care that Lei Yang was right there and blurted out, "What is he doing here? I’m annoyed by him, my illness seems to heal slower."

Su Lu: "..."

Qiao Li: "..."

Lei Yang: "Well, that’s perfect for you to stay a bit longer, you get a break and the department makes some money."

Not settling for just that, Lei Yang grabbed a chair and sat down.

Su Lu felt that she should be under a car, not here. Reacting quickly, she said, "Uh... my son is waiting for me to get back..."

Cheng Youran immediately became more alert upon hearing this, "Xiao Le! You left him alone at home?"

Su Lu thought to herself that You Ran must have been really out of it earlier. She clearly saw Su Zhe take Xiao Le away, yet now it was as if she had no memory of it.

Su Lu didn’t confirm nor deny but simply said, "I’ll head back first, come see you in the daytime?"

Cheng Youran nodded hurriedly, "It’s okay, I’m fine, don’t worry. I’m well-acquainted with the carers, you go back and keep Xiao Le company."

"Then I’m off, I’ll bring you food tomorrow," Su Lu said and then turned to look at Lei Yang, "I’ll leave it to you then, Doctor Lei."

"No trouble. No need to bring food, in her current state she should either fast or the hospital will arrange specialized liquid nutrition for her," Lei Yang said.

Su Lu nodded, "Then I’ll come over during the day."

Having said that, she took Qiao Li’s hand and walked out briskly.

Qiao Li looked at his wrist being grasped, feeling the warmth and softness of her hold, a bit startled.

"I think this Lei Yang seems rather special to You Ran, don’t you think, Brother Qiao?" Su Lu asked him as they stepped out of the inpatient department.

Qiao Li didn’t utter a word but simply lowered his eyes to his wrist.

Su Lu followed his gaze, startled for a moment, her first instinct was to let go.

Sensing her intention, Qiao Li suddenly tightened his grip on her hand, "Lulu..."

For a moment, Su Lu didn’t know whether to pull away or not. She felt at a loss.

If she pulled away... she clearly had said she would consider, clearly planned to give him a chance.

If she didn’t... it indeed felt a bit uncomfortable.

However, before Qiao Li had a chance to say anything, and before Su Lu had resolved whether to pull away,

there was a cold, ironic voice nearby.

"You really can’t sit still for a minute, can you? Even in a hospital, you manage to flirt around with men."

Su Lu’s brow furrowed as she looked toward the source of the voice and saw a haggard woman standing by a clump of bushes.

It was Su Jiao.

Between her fingers was a half-smoked cigarette, its smoke wafting through the air.

She looked very worn.

To be honest, in Su Lu’s memory, Su Jiao was still the willful and domineering figure of a few years ago, albeit willful, but also young and beautiful.

Not like now, to put it bluntly, Su Lu thought she looked somewhat aged, appearing several years older than her actual age.

It was clear that this series of events had dealt a huge blow to Su Jiao.

After all, the defeated often resort to biting and sarcastic remarks, and Su Lu had no intention of retorting. As the defeated would only seem more powerless in whatever they say.

As a winner, to some extent, Su Lu didn’t need to say much.

Her silence was like a slap on Su Jiao’s face.

Su Jiao waited a moment for a reply from Su Lu, but when none came, she grew increasingly furious. She took a couple of deep drags on her cigarette, exhaled a big cloud of smoke with aggression, and said venomously, "Su Lu, you must be very proud, right? After being suppressed by me for so many years, now you’ve finally turned the tables, now that you’ve seen me fall, you must be very proud, right? You feel so triumphant, right? I used to laugh at you for being a bastard, and it turns out I was the real one, you must feel very proud inside, right?"

From the repeated emphasis in her words,

Su Lu clearly understood what was foremost on her mind: whether Su Lu was proud or not.

Initially, Su Lu genuinely didn’t plan to pay her any mind. Qiao Li frowned next to her, knowing who this woman was and being very aware of her past actions against Su Lu, thus he detested her.

But he didn’t want to argue with her either, and only said to Su Lu, "Let’s go, there’s no point talking to people like her."

Su Jiao let out a derisive laugh, "Su Lu, you always need a man to back you up, don’t you?"

Qiao Li’s anger was hard to suppress.

But Su Lu withdrew her hand from his tight hold and looked at Su Jiao indifferently, "Su Jiao, I’m not like you. I’ve never felt pride over someone else’s misfortune, which might be why you’re unlucky. To be honest, whether you’re doing well or not doesn’t mean anything to me, because you’re nothing in my eyes, not in the past, not now, nor in the future. I feel neither envy nor joy over a stranger’s fortune or misfortune. However, there is a saying that goes, ’Always leave a way out, in case you meet again in the future.’"

Su Lu looked into Su Jiao’s eyes calmly, "So if you hadn’t done everything in excess before, perhaps you wouldn’t feel such self-shame when you see me now, would you?"