Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 293 Malice

Chapter 293: Chapter 293 Malice

Su Lu stared blankly at her son, her mind whirling with a thousand thoughts in an instant.

No wonder...

The timid Zhao Xiaole, who had been clearly so afraid of being separated from her, had actually mustered the courage to walk away from her side. It wasn’t because his bravery had suddenly increased, but because he had seen him.

The child must have recognized him; recognized that this man bore a resemblance to the men in the Su Lu paintings he had seen.

The child must have realized that this man might actually be his own father.

That’s why he had endured his timidness and quietly stepped away from her side for a short while, not asking for much, just wanting to catch a glimpse of him. Then he had quickly returned to tell Su Xiaolu that he had gone to the washroom.

It was also because of the urgency to make the most of his time that he had eagerly tried a few bites of the Mango Pomelo Sago ordered by Bo Jingshen; because it was... his father’s dessert.

Moreover, Zhao Xiaole felt that he could sense that his father seemed not to be strangers but, in fact, recognized him. That’s why he had been offered a children’s meal.

The allergic reaction had come on so fiercely, causing Zhao Xiaole such discomfort that he fearfully grabbed Bo Jingshen’s hand, even abandoning any pretense of not recognizing him, tightly gripping the man’s hand.

Bo Jingshen was completely dazed at that moment, holding the child’s small body in his arms, utterly helpless as his soul trembled.

"What’s wrong, what exactly is happening?"

He saw the child’s lips turning purple, barely parting as he hastily pressed his ear to the child’s mouth. There he heard the soft and tender voice, wheezing as it spoke, "Daddy, I feel so bad..."

It was as if his heart, already battered and torn, had been stabbed right through. The pain almost claimed his life.

And at this very moment, as Bo Jingshen looked at Su Lu, he could only say weakly, "I didn’t know he was allergic to mango, I really didn’t..."

Just then.

The young couple that had accompanied Su Lu quickly stepped forward upon seeing the situation unfold.

"Move aside! Don’t block the door, we need air circulation!" said the young man.

The young woman, on the other hand, gently pressed Su Lu’s shoulder, her tone steady, "Don’t worry, we’re doctors."

In that instant after hearing these words, Su Lu almost wanted to kneel in gratitude, her words rushed, "Please save my son...!"

The young woman took the scalpel from Bo Jingshen’s hand, "You guys go out and wait."

If there really had to be an incision made, even if the wound wouldn’t be large, it wouldn’t be a pleasant sight.

Su Lu shook her head firmly, "I won’t leave."

She clutched her son’s small hand tightly, her gaze resolute.

Bo Jingshen’s feet were as though nailed to the floor, not budging an inch.

"Well, okay then." There was no time to delay, so she didn’t urge them to go out and wait any longer.

The following scene was like a needle piercing into Bo Jingshen’s eyes, his throat tasting of blood.

And Su Lu, however, watched unwaveringly without taking her eyes off the scene.

The young female doctor was highly skilled, and the wound was small. After attaching a temporary tube, Zhao Xiaole had relieved from his oxygen-deprived state.

Gradually regaining consciousness, Su Lu immediately leaned in, clutching his hands, "Lele, Mommy’s treasure, does it hurt a lot? Hang in there just a little longer, just a little longer, okay? The ambulance is coming soon; we’ll go to the hospital."

Zhao Xiaole looked at Su Lu, and a tear slid down from the corner of the child’s eye as he softly moved his mouth.

Su Lu quickly said, "Shh, shh, you can’t talk right now."

Given the current situation, Zhao Xiaole couldn’t speak.

So he just moved his lips, and Su Lu could make out the shape; this child, who had just been through so much, was apologizing to her. He was saying, "Sorry."

Su Lu’s tears fell, and she sniffed, "You clearly know you’re allergic to mangoes, why did you still eat it?"

Zhao Xiaole lowered his gaze, his eyes somewhat dim. He didn’t want to lie to Su Lu, so his lips moved silently, saying, "Because it was Daddy’s dessert..."

Bo Jingshen clenched his fists. He had always asked himself what he couldn’t bear; as long as Su Lu and the child were well, he could handle anything, with no regrets.

But in this moment, he suddenly felt resentful. Why was the world so cruel to him?

The ambulance finally arrived, and the medical staff entered with the stretcher. They had thought, after so much time and the child being oxygen-deprived for so long, and with the parents not daring to intervene, the situation might be dire...

But unexpectedly, heaven doesn’t seal off all exits; there happened to be two surgeons present!

The medical staff breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly transferring the child onto the stretcher to take him to the hospital.

Su Lu grabbed the young female doctor’s hand, "Thank you, thank you so much. You saved my son’s life, which is like saving mine as well. You must let me repay you."

"There’s no need for repayment; we’re doctors, it’s what we should do," the young woman said with a smile. "Don’t worry, I will accompany the ambulance to the hospital. After all, I performed the surgery, and I need to follow up to ensure the child’s condition is stable."

Su Lu nodded repeatedly, "Please, I’m begging you."

At this moment, she had no thoughts to spare for Bo Jingshen. She didn’t want to deal with him and didn’t know what to say to him.

Even though she knew that acting this way was irrational and unfair, she still felt resentful; she resented Bo Jingshen’s appearance. If he hadn’t shown up, nothing would have happened to the child.

It was irrational, very unreasonable.

But sometimes, under a significant shock or impact, people need someone to blame, as if by directing their pain and discomfort at someone else, they can alleviate some of their own, so they don’t get crushed by the negative emotions.

Su Lu felt like that now. As she followed the stretcher out, due to the earlier panic, her body was weak, her steps shaky, and after a few faltering steps, her legs nearly buckled.

Bo Jingshen, who had been following behind, immediately reached out to steady her shoulder when he saw her stumble.

The warmth of his palm, through the clothes pressed against Su Lu’s skin, in that instant, it felt as if her skin quivered and was about to ignite.

She tried to pull away, avoiding his touch, and turned to glare at him, "Don’t touch me!"

Bo Jingshen looked at her steadily, "Su Lu, I’m sorry..."

"Don’t apologize to me; I don’t want to hear it," Su Lu shook her head firmly, "I don’t want to see you either."

She stared intently into his eyes, and in that moment, for the first time in her life, she harbored such malicious thoughts towards Bo Jingshen, "I wish you had never appeared. Since I met you, nothing good has ever happened. You wanted to leave, so why not go for longer, farther, and completely out of my life?"