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

Chapter 518: Chapter 518

Song Jining felt somewhat awkward, of course, but given his familiarity with Song Boyuan’s personality, he didn’t say much more.

“Alright, I’ll take a look at it in a bit,” he quickly picked up where Song Boyuan had left off.

When Jing Qiao arrived, her eyes were still red, and so was the tip of her nose—it was unclear whether she had been cooking and crying at home.

Song Boyuan frowned when he saw her.

“Come here,” he said.

Jing Qiao rubbed her nose, “I need to bring soup to Big Brother first.”

“There’s no hurry, come here first,” Song Boyuan sat up straight, “I’ll go with you to deliver it in a bit.”

Jing Qiao had walked up to Song Boyuan’s hospital bed before she noticed that Su Lu, Bo Jingshen, and Song Jining were all sitting on the sofa against the wall—Song Jining was even voraciously inhaling his food from a meal box.

“Brother, sister-in-law, you’re all here. And Jining too,” Jing Qiao said, “I hadn’t noticed.”

“What delicious food have you made?” Su Lu got up and came over to look, “Bo Jingshen and I left Big Brother’s room not too long ago, and he had already eaten.”

“Big Brother has woken up?” Jing Qiao’s eyes lit up.

Su Lu nodded, “Yes, he woke up. He was talking and laughing with us, and I even fed him his meal.”

Su Lu gently placed her hand on Jing Qiao’s shoulder, giving her stiff shoulder a squeeze, “Don’t worry or feel too sad. Big Brother is in a decent mood. Plus, Xiao Song was doing some research just now; he’s going to arrange for an online consultation with some foreign experts.”

Jing Qiao nodded slightly and turned to look at Song Boyuan, “Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it,” Song Boyuan looked at her reddened eyes, “Stop crying now.”

a slight arc as she took out the meal boxes from the insulated bag one by one and laid them neatly

light-flavored, afraid you might vomit again. I made some easy-to-digest porridge,” Jing Qiao opened each of the

inside was made with

gentle look appeared in

after Song Boyuan and Song Jining

read, “Copy this for me. I’ll ask an ophthalmology professor about it later. But since it says here that he’s won this award, it should be accurate. This award has no fluff in

the matter in depth for

Song Jining copy the data. Song Jining still had work to tie up, post-surgery patients to follow up with, and after busying himself, he had to finish his shift and

Jining didn’t stay any longer. After thanking Su Lu and Bo Jingshen again, he

left, Song Boyuan finally turned to ask Bo Jingshen, “How’s the handling of the

react to what Song Boyuan was referring

moment’s pause, he

His physical condition, and his father-son relationship with Jing Su…” Bo Jingshen

metallic as ever, devoid of warmth, “What kind of

Jing Qiao turned

seemingly aware that his words

she simply said, “He’s always been like this, it’s not like

Jingshen, Jing Ruo was also ready

may not have been sold,

anything he

to Bo Jingshen, “If you feel that it’s difficult to handle because it’s a family or father-son relationship, just leave

lips curling into a faint smile, “After all, if we’re being honest, I’m best at dealing with

Indeed.

dealing with relatives, Song

being ruthless with their relatives than him, wasn’t that right? He had just

Su Lu saw through the situation more clearly and said,

almost midnight when Bo Jingshen and Su