Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 334: Learning about the Past

Chapter 334: Chapter 334: Learning about the Past

Zhou Weizhen hesitated briefly on the other end before speaking apologetically, "Ah, you found out, huh."

Su Lu let out a sigh, "You never told me."

"He didn’t want me to tell you. Mainly because, in truth, what I did was rather inappropriate. You’re my patient, after all, and I should’ve been looking out for your interests, but I ended up helping him. Oh, and I accepted his gifts too. How did he know I like durians? He sent me several, along with a durian voucher for a chain fruit store. How embarrassing..."

"Professor Zhou!" Su Lu couldn’t help but interrupt Zhou Weizhen. She squatted in the elevator, covering her eyes with one hand, "I didn’t know... I actually didn’t know anything."

"He didn’t want you to know. And considering your condition at the time, I don’t think you would have wanted to know either," Zhou Weizhen explained, "I was responsible for your physical well-being, but your emotional concerns are beyond my responsibility. The reason why I agreed to let him in was firstly, because I figured he wouldn’t affect the procedure or the outcome of the surgery."

"And secondly," Zhou Weizhen continued, "if something really went wrong with you and your child, I felt it would be a lifelong regret for him if he weren’t there. I’m a doctor, I save lives and aid the injured, and I have a kind heart. Kind-hearted people tend to be soft-hearted, so when he pleaded with me, I gave in. Of course, the fact that I love durians played a role too."

Zhou Weizhen said this last part half-jokingly.

Actually, when Bo Jingshen approached her back then, he had offered her money. Zhou Weizhen had refused his offer but agreed to let him into the operating room.

Bo Jingshen was so grateful that he insisted on leaving a check. Zhou Weizhen sighed and told him that wasn’t necessary; if he really felt bad about it, he could just bring her some durians.

And so, Bo Jingshen brought five durians in one go, and even gave her a durian voucher from the nearby fruit store.

Zhou Weizhen resisted the temptation of the check, but capitulated to the durians; indeed, she felt ashamed.

Of course, she couldn’t eat all five durians by herself, so at that time, she shared them with her department.

Su Lu only later realized that during her hospital stay, there was indeed one day when the whole department was filled with that unique aroma that durian haters despise and durian lovers cherish.

So, that was the day.

"Xiaolu, you’re not upset with me, are you?" Zhou Weizhen asked her.

"No. How could I be mad at you? You are like my second parents," Su Lu replied, sniffling lightly.

Zhou Weizhen could hear the nasal quality in her voice, "What? Has he come to see you?"

"Mhm," Su Lu responded, "He asked for my forgiveness and finally came clean to me."

"Sigh, it’s tough for everyone."

"Regardless, thank you, Professor Zhou."

"No problem, you’re welcome."

"I’ll bring you durians some day."

Zhou Weizhen laughed at this, "No need to, honestly. I don’t even know how much Xiao Bao actually put on that durian voucher. It’s been several years, and I eat one durian a month, sometimes two. I still haven’t finished it after all these years."

Su Lu couldn’t help but giggle, "Then, he... must be quite generous after all."

Zhou Weizhen pondered for a moment and then changed the subject, "Let’s not talk about your situation. I wanted to ask you, Xiaolu."

"Mhm?"

"Has Ranran been getting close with Xiao Lei from the thoracic surgery department lately?"

"Huh?" Su Lu was startled, she really didn’t know about this?

"Why do you ask like that?"

"You didn’t know?" Zhou Weizhen said, "I just heard that recently Ranran seemed to be sick, and that Xiaolei from the cardiothoracic team is being very attentive to her. We doctors are usually so busy with work that our social circles are quite small! A little piece of news can spread easily, let alone with someone of Xiaolei’s caliber, who knows how many eyes are watching him."

Zhou Weizhen was quite concerned, "Ranran is not getting any younger either! Talk to her, if she truly has something going with Xiaolei, then she should seriously consider it."

Su Lu helplessly said, "I know. But they probably... haven’t started dating yet."

Whether or not they would date in the future, Su Lu didn’t know, but thinking about the previous tension between Cheng Youran and Lei Yang, it was highly unlikely that they could get together so soon.

"Oh dear, it’s really worrying," Zhou Weizhen said.

After ending the call with Zhou Weizhen, Su Lu finally stood up, preparing to press the elevator button.

She hadn’t pressed it yet when, ding, the elevator doors opened.

Zhao Ying and Zhao Xiaole were standing outside the elevator, talking and laughing, ready to come in; upon seeing Su Lu inside, they were both startled.

"Su Xiaolu, why are you hiding in the elevator crying!" Zhao Xiaole exclaimed in surprise.

Zhao Ying was also startled and looked at Su Lu, "Sweetheart, what’s wrong?"

There were things, of course, Su Lu could discuss with her mother, but there was no need to talk about them in front of Zhao Xiaole.

So she waved her hand and said, "Who’s crying!"

"You did cry! Your eyes are all red, don’t think I can’t see it!" Zhao Xiaole kept talking while jumping up trying to get a closer look, his expression full of worry and concern as he softly asked, "Did Ah Shen bully you?"

No matter whether Su Lu had forgiven Bo Jingshen or not, she wasn’t one to teach a child to harbor hate. So, regardless of the situation, she would never speak of the grievances between the parents before the child was old enough to understand.

Su Lu quickly said, "Really, no! Oh, Zhao Xiaole, Mommy made a mistake. Mommy drank wine and made her eyes red."

Zhao Xiaole first opened his mouth wide, then he clamped it shut, his cheeks puffing up like a pufferfish, looking annoyed.

"Drinking is bad! It harms the body! What did you promise me?"

Su Lu said in a weak voice, "Not to drink."

"You’ve broken your word!"

"Mommy is sorry." Su Lu raised her hands, straightened her index and middle fingers together, then bent them, mimicking the drooping ears of a rabbit, "Mommy dares not to do it again next time."

"What do you say your punishment should be?" Zhao Xiaole was still puffed up, arms crossed in front of his chest, glancing sideways at Su Lu.

"Let’s make something tomorrow that my baby likes to eat."

"I don’t want that!" Zhao Xiaole was angry, but what he said was heartwarming, "I’d rather not eat what I like than have Su Xiaolu drink!"

Zhao Ying off to the side pursed her lips lightly with a shrug, feeling quite reassured inside. Look at that, she didn’t even have to intervene – the little guy had already managed to keep Su Lu in line.

Thus, Su Lu spent the entire time appeasing Zhao Xiaole until she bathed him, applied his lotion, told him stories, and tucked him into bed. Right before he fell asleep, Zhao Xiaole murmured in a daze, "Su Xiaolu shouldn’t drink anymore, okay... If you don’t like me seeing Ah Shen, then I won’t. I love you the most..."