Chapter 1919: How Can You Keep Faking It With a Leg Injury?

“I’ll order some food from the Imperial Garden for you; try to eat a little.” Bo Yanching took out his phone.

Qiao Airu didn’t refuse, “Thank you.”

“No trouble at all. Is there anything you can’t eat?”

“No, but since Yuan Yuan has external injuries, her food should be lighter. You decide; Aunt Qiao won’t be polite with you.”

“As it should be.”

Bo Yanching walked out with his phone.

Song Yuan was anxious and broke free from Qiao Airu’s hand, tugging at her clothes with more force. Qiao Airu gave her a warning glance and discreetly motioned towards Nan Jiaojiao’s direction.

Reminding her there were outsiders present.

Mr. Song happened to return, meeting Bo Yanching who just finished a call. The two exchanged pleasantries, and Mr. Song offered a cigarette, but Bo Yanching didn’t accept it.

There weren’t many topics between men; upon returning to the ward, Bo Yanching took Nan Jiaojiao with him and left.

“Old Song, go buy a few bottles of water for our daughter. I’ll boil some hot water for her to drink.”

Mr. Song pointed at the water dispenser, “Isn’t there water here?”

“Ah, how can this water be clean? How do you know what the last patient used it for or how long it’s been since it was last changed? It’s full of limescale and bacteria. Yuan Yuan has never drunk such cheap water since childhood. How can I trust giving her this water to drink? Go buy a few bottles and also bring up the kettle I brought in the car. We left in a hurry, and I didn’t bring anything.”

Mr. Song had just sat down but had to get up again.

Qiao Airu intentionally sent him away and specifically escorted him to the elevator, watching him enter and the doors close before quickly returning.

“What’s wrong with you? Can’t you stay calm?”

“Mom, I should be asking you! Why did you agree to let Third Brother Bo order from the Imperial Garden when he offered to take us out for a proper meal?”

“He could take us out to eat, but you, can you leave the hospital?”

Song Yuan insisted, “Just let the doctor know. It’s just going out for a meal.”

“That’s why I say you can’t stay calm. You have a leg injury, right? If you go out for a meal,” Qiao Airu squinted at her, “how would you keep pretending with that leg injury?”

Song Yuan suddenly panicked, “Mom, what are you talking about!”

“Do I need to spell it out for you?”

Qiao Airu picked an apple from the fruit basket—something Sister Lai had bought earlier. She sat down to peel it without even looking up, “You’ve been pampered since childhood and are always giving orders. Except for Bo Yanching, I’ve never seen you being nice to anyone. Would you go to rescue someone unrelated?”

“How can you say she’s unrelated…”

“Nan Jiaojiao is Bo Yanching’s girlfriend. Do you dare say you weren’t doing it for him?”

Song Yuan’s eyelid twitched, “At least we know each other. Since I ran into her, I couldn’t just leave her. Even if she weren’t… Third Brother’s girlfriend, I would’ve done the same!”

Qiao Airu almost sneered outright.

She knew her daughter too well not to understand her motives.

Ever since Song Yuan found out about the childhood betrothal, she’d been enamored with Bo Yanching. At the time, they had no idea; it was just a casual joke in front of the kids, and she took it seriously.

In reality, Song Yuan was six or seven years younger than Bo Yanching. With such a big age gap, she hadn’t even reached adulthood, and he could have gone through several girlfriends by then.