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

Chapter 500: Chapter 500

Jing Qiao still couldn’t help feeling a bit panicked, as Song Boyuan’s head full of blood was truly a shocking sight.

Soon, a bodyguard rushed over and helped the person into the house.

This place was originally arranged by Song Boyuan for Jing Qiao. The couch was an off-white fabric sofa, completely decorated according to Jing Qiao’s taste.

At this moment, drops of crimson blood left their marks on the sofa.

Jing Qiao’s hands trembled as she tried to grab her phone to dial 120, but even the phone slipped from her grasp, clattering to the ground, its tempered glass screen protector shattering into a web of cracks.

She couldn’t even care about that, her fingers continued to swipe on the screen. The broken pieces of the screen protector were quite sharp, cutting fine wounds on Jing Qiao’s fingertips.

She had successfully dialed 120, and the operator on the other end, hearing her slightly panicked voice, comforted her, "Ma’am, please try to calm down first."

Jing Qiao took a deep breath before speaking.

Meanwhile, the bodyguard couldn’t help but suggest, "Madam, should we call Young Master Ji Ning?"

Jing Qiao was startled, only then remembering, that’s right, Song Jining was a hospital owner—Taiheng Hospital was also invested in by Song Boyuan.

And in her concern, she had actually forgotten even this.

She spoke quietly to the person on the line, "Sorry, it’s okay now. I didn’t mean to bother you."

After hanging up, Jing Qiao turned to the bodyguard, "Let them explain the situation when you call."

The ambulance from Taiheng Hospital would surely arrive much faster than those dispatched by the emergency call center.

The medical staff quickly entered, carrying emergency equipment and a foldable medical stretcher.

The leading young male doctor had a handsome and gentle appearance, dressed in a clean white coat over a pristine ash-gray shirt.

However, his handsome features now looked somewhat stern.

It was Song Boyuan’s cousin and a young master of the Song Family, Song Jining.

He didn’t look much like Song Boyuan, and their temperaments were vastly different. Song Boyuan could probably never possess the gentle and modest demeanor that Song Jining had.

When Song Jining saw Jing Qiao, he nodded to her gently, "Sister-in-law, what happened to my brother?"

pressure cuff onto Song Boyuan’s upper arm, connected him to a portable ECG

another question. He didn’t have much information, only that he had learned from the bodyguards over the phone that Song Boyuan had been in a traffic accident, but the specifics

rushed over right away, so he hadn’t

on his way there, he thought carefully and found the situation to be quite

the vehicle and saw his cousin’s

was still unconscious in the driver’s seat, so several medical staff were also

together did the situation seem

became,

a traffic accident right at the doorstep of his own

had happened, but at the moment, she didn’t have the time to

getting to the bottom of it; he quickly lifted the person

her, "are you

Jining didn’t. In fact, one might say he valued the woman before him greatly because he

just this one vulnerability—such a fragile woman—it was simply unbelievable

was silent

stood quietly

and whether Song Jining saw her hesitation or was simply in a hurry

wait for her reply and said, "Sister-in-law, then you can come by car too, I’m

Qiao just nodded

and sounding its

remained quietly standing in the same place, her gaze following the

fingers clenched tightly,

while before she turned

breaths, trying to calm her emotions, but as she cast her eyes down, she saw a trail of blood droplets on the grayish-white marble-patterned ceramic

towards the direction

to be coagulating, turning each one into a deep red

to her

blood across the floor, creating streaks of crimson like the strokes of a brush dipped in paint on

on, the floor was a mess with footprints from the

beige sofa, there were also

had happened here

touched the gruesome stains on the sofa, her face turning a bit pale, her lips

frozen in thought for a long time before finally turning to walk to

heavy, but they quickened as she went

at the cabinet, yanking open a drawer, and without hesitation, grabbed a set of car keys before rushing towards