Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant! by White Moon Lake

Chapter 171: Chapter 171: Long Unending Dream

Jing Su saw this scene at the door and heard Jing Ruo’s furious words, and couldn’t help but curve the corners of his mouth.

But those words also made Shen Xun furrow his brow, a hint of self-reproach apparent in his gaze.

To be honest, even if Bo Jingshen was beaten until he vomited blood, Shen Xun didn’t feel any guilt.

He had donated five hundred milliliters of blood to Su Lu, technically not allowed, but he had strongly volunteered and was in good condition, so an exception was made for the five hundred.

And Su Zhe had also donated five hundred, which was why Su Zhe looked pale as a ghost and even fainted in the operating room.

The blood they both donated was used for Su Lu.

It was clear how much blood Su Lu had lost. Thinking this, Shen Xun felt that the amount Bo Jingshen had just vomited was insignificant compared to Su Lu.

As for Bo Jingshen looking so haggard and having aged overnight because of heartache,

Shen Xun couldn’t muster any sympathy either. What was this to him? Qianqian had surgery, people with rare blood types had surgery, which was like navigating a realm of ghosts. Any blood loss, with insufficient stock, put them at much greater risk than an average person.

How could Shen Xun sympathize with Bo Jingshen? Was he supposed to say, "You just lost a child, had one surgery, walked through the realm of ghosts. But you lost love!"

Is that absurd?

At this moment, Shen Xun turned his head to look at Bo Jingshen, who was still unconscious on the hospital bed, and could only scoff coldly, even feeling like punching him again.

Jing Su walked in, "Is everything taken care of?"

"It’s handled," Shen Xun finally spoke.

Jing Ruo, with sarcasm, "Wow, you can talk? I thought you were mute. My mouth got dry talking just now, and you didn’t even make a peep...!"

sarcastic, but after having a monologue for so long, whatever she accused, Shen

Jing Su

Jing Ruo looked at

noticed the bandage on Jing Su’s hand and asked, "How’s the

just a superficial wound. Doesn’t

hearing this, he couldn’t help but gently rub his fingertips. Luckily, no stitches were needed, and besides, his hands weren’t like blades, so how

apologies," said

Jing Su sat down on the couch, glanced at

Ce, Jing Ruo was very perceptive and quickly noticed Jing Su’s

"Brother, what

his mouth, hesitated for a moment,

Ruo didn’t press

later, Jing Su’s

said, "Brother, if you have something to say, just

Xiao Family... isn’t she Jingshen’s

mostly a negotiated agreement between

mind

and he constantly remained in a deep slumber, unable to awake; it was

in a daze, scarcely awake, and even when he

of aspiration with academic success and

at the canvas on the easel, the air filled with the smell of turpentine and wooden

cruelties of

too painful, Bo Jingshen, fallen ill, remained in a dazed sleep, reluctant

his dreams

Su Lu at the hospital; it was

the other hand, Su Lu was diligently