I Found Myself Pregnant After Becoming An Omega

That night, a post appeared on the forum of Longcheng No. 1 Middle School.

[Title: I think I have found the reason for his change in temperament...]

1st floor: look at the picture, [picture]

2nd floor: They have the same name and surname. They fought side by side yesterday, and their relationship is so good that it is impossible to wash the mark suddenly.

3rd floor: Upstairs 1, and last week they also staged a love affair with the small forest. I feel sour after thinking about it.

4th floor: But he asked for leave today.

5th floor: There are not ten or eight in this city with the same name as him, and this picture has no specific information except the name, so don't pass it on.

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This post only floated for a while in the forum of Longcheng No. 1 Middle School, and then sank quickly. Although many people saw it, they didn't take it seriously. This made the poster in front of the computer unsatisfied.

He thought about it, found someone on WeChat, and sent a message—

[Tomorrow morning when I deliver food to ward 0728, find a chance to take a picture and take a picture of the person in the innermost bed. If you can see the face clearly, you can take a picture of him anyway. 】

After receiving a positive reply, he put away the phone with satisfaction.

"Wait, you will be scared to death tomorrow!" He snorted coldly at the bottom post.

Ji Yu, who was sleeping in the innermost bed of Ward 0728, didn’t notice this. He obeyed the doctor’s instructions very well and closed his eyes at ten to go to sleep. However, going to bed earlier corresponds to getting up earlier. He opened his eyes the next day. It was less than six o'clock to find out.

"Gurulu—"

When he woke up, the first thing he felt was hunger, but he couldn't eat anything before the operation, he could only endure it.

But he can't eat, doesn't mean the person next door can't eat.

I don't know what's going on in the bed next door. I ordered the meal so early in the morning, and the fragrant chicken soup wafted in the ward, making Ji Yu's stomach scream louder.

The bed next door was a male Omega, and it was obviously a bit embarrassing to hear Ji Yu's belly call.

He said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I had the operation last afternoon, but I didn't eat it all night. I was so hungry today that I ordered a meal."

Ji Yu said hurriedly: "It's okay, you eat and you eat."

After speaking, he got up, washed and ran to the hospital garden for a stroll.

Although he was hungry, he was excited at the thought of the operation later.

There were no people in the garden so early, and it was boring to stroll around, so he turned around and ran to the attending doctor's office. Unexpectedly, the doctor had already arrived and was changing his white coat inside.

Ji Yu stood at the door and said, "Doctor, you are here!"

The doctor wanted to laugh when he saw him: "Yeah, rushing to the operating table?"

"May I?"

Ji Yu glanced at the time. It is now seven o'clock, one hour away from the originally scheduled time, "I'm completely OK, I can go to the operating table anytime!"

The doctor smiled and shook his head: "You are too anxious, wait a minute, you have to wait for people to come, and you have to prepare things for surgery when they are there, and it will take a while, you can go out and go shopping."

Ji Yu's shoulders immediately collapsed: "Oh, all right."

The doctor couldn't help but laugh again.

At the same time, He Zhai.

He Zhou was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast and reading the newspaper, next to the sleepy He Jiao.

The siblings ate their breakfast quietly, and no one said a word.

He Zhou already knew that Jiyu had been told by He Jiao to her father, and she knew that she often reported to her father what she did at school in real time. Although he loved this sister, he was very repulsive of this behavior.

He Jiao knew that she was wrong, and she had been very quiet these few days, so she tried to avoid getting in front of He Zhou to get rid of bad things.

After a while, He Jiao, who was sober, thoughtfully said: "Brother, Brother Qi didn't seem to be very happy last night."

After a pause, she lowered her voice, "Dad may trouble you later."

He Zhou said indifferently.

He Jiao stirred the grain porridge in the bowl with a spoon, and said, "I think Brother Qi is pretty good. Why don't you like him?"

He Zhou: "There is no why."

"Then who do you like? Do you really like Jiyu? Dad won't agree." After that, she murmured in a particularly persuasive voice, "I also don't agree, I don't like him."

"I like anyone who needs your consent?"

"Yeah, you are great now, your wings are stiff!" An energetic male voice suddenly rang from the direction of the stairs.

The siblings raised their heads together and shouted in unison: "Dad."

He Xiong straightened his clothes and walked down the stairs in a shimmering manner.

He looked at He Zhou and snorted coldly, "Do you still have my dad in your eyes?"

He Jiao bowed her head winkly and drank porridge.

He Zhou put down his chopsticks and replied calmly, "Of course."

He Xiong walked to the restaurant with his hands behind his back, and sat down at the top: "Since there is, what was your attitude last night? You knew what I meant, but you kept your face cold all the time. Who did you show it to me? Isn't it just for me?"

He Zhou lowered his eyes and said nothing.

He was used to his father's anger and knew that silence was more effective than answering. After all, no matter what he said at this time, his father would think he was contradicting him.

"You didn't know anything when you drank as I was yesterday?"

Speaking of this, He Xiong was even more angry, "Xiao Xie took the initiative to talk to you, and you still show your face, even if you don't like him, you shouldn't shame him in public!"

He Zhou endured forbearance, but finally couldn't hold it back, and replied: "But I told you clearly, I don't like thank you."

"Emotions can be cultivated!"

He Zhou: "But I just want to train with Ji Yu."

He Jiao lowered her head, and silently reached under the table with her mobile phone in one hand, and touched He Zhou's elbow. However, He Zhou remained unmoved and did not glance down.

He Xiong slapped on the table and said angrily: "Anyway, I can't agree that you are with Jiyu!"

He Zhou calmly replied: "He likes me, and I like him. Our two pheromone matches are so high. We are a natural pair. Even if something unpleasant happened before, it has passed. Now we are both. They like each other, why can’t they be together?"

Under the table, He Jiao's movements were even greater.

I just touched He Zhou's arm with his mobile phone just now, this would have already used a lot of force.

The sharp corner of the phone tapped He Zhou's arm, making him unable to ignore it anymore, so he could only hold He Jiao's wrist and press her not to move.

He Jiao frowned, her face almost buried in the bowl.

Her strangeness caught He Xiong's attention. His tone was much softer, but he still said with some seriousness: "Jiaojiao, what are you doing?"

He Jiao raised her head and smiled at her father: "It's nothing."

He Xiong stood up: "What's in his hand?"

"Yes, cell phone."

He Zhou let go of He Jiao's hand, and He Jiao quickly pressed off the display. She picked up the phone and shook it in front of He Xiong, "Now, my phone."

He Xiong glanced at him: "Don't play with your mobile phone while eating."

He Jiao obediently nodded and put her phone on the table.

But I didn't want to, the phone suddenly lit up at this moment, and a message box appeared in the middle of the screen.

He Xiong was standing, and he saw the message above as soon as he lowered his eyes: "What is it?"

He Jiao secretly said that it was not good, and stretched out her hand again and pressed it out: "It's my classmate. Discuss with me where to go this weekend."

However, press it off once and it will light up again in the next second.

After He Jiao pressed twice, the little sister's dialog box kept popping up.

"Why is Jiyu going out to play?"

He Xiong keenly noticed the abnormality and stretched out his hand, "Let me see."

He Jiao's heart is about to collapse, she shouldn't set up to pop up on the lock screen when she receives new messages!

Brother, I'm sorry for you!

He Zhou didn't look at He Jiao's phone. He glanced at the phone after hearing what his father said, but before he could see the phone, his father took it over.

He Xiong looked at the message box that popped up on the screen, and said straightforwardly: "It's really Jiyu. He is really in the marking department of the hospital, and someone took the picture."

He Zhou stood up, leaning over to look at the phone.

He Jiao covered her face with her hands, looking like she was ruined.

He Xiong is still reading: "It is said that the operation was performed at 8 o'clock in the Ninth Hospital. The marks were really washed, not fake..."

Before He Xiong finished reading, He Zhou rushed out.

The chair was brought down by his movements, and the solid mahogany chair slammed on the ground, making a dull sound. He ran so fast that even He Xiong could not react.

Before he could speak, his son disappeared completely.

He Xiong paused, then lowered his head to ask his daughter: "What does this mean? Jiyu went to wash the mark? Didn't he always refuse to wash it off?"

He Jiao sighed: "I don't know. Who knows why he suddenly went to wash the markers. He has done a lot of unusual behavior recently."

He Xiong was stunned and ran through the received information. He suddenly looked at his daughter with wide eyes, and said loudly: "Zhou Er just said that the two of them are happy, but he ran to mark it alone. It's washed, why? Zhou'er is sticking to him in feelings?"

He Xiong became more angry as he thought about it, slapped his phone on the table with a slap, "Just kidding! Does anyone dare to look down on my son? He must be revenge!"

"I have been holding on to Zhou'er and turned his face as soon as I chased him. This is revenge! It is totally unreasonable!"

He Jiao ignored her cracked cell phone and looked up at her father blankly: "Dad, what are you calling my brother?"

He Xiong was taken aback and coughed, "He Zhou."

He put the phone back at He Jiao's desk and sat down and said, "Eat breakfast and eat breakfast, ignore He Zhou, he likes to eat or not."

He Jiao blinked.

Dad, you don't need to say your brother's name again, and don't you think this sentence is strange?

"What are you looking at? Eat your breakfast."

He Xiong took a bite of the pastry without changing his face, "Go and buy another one with the phone, do you still have pocket money?"

He Jiao nodded: "Yes."

Ah, you are such a father.

—

"how do you feel?"

"Very good, just a little hungry." After speaking, his stomach grunted, and Ji Yu smiled embarrassedly.

Probably because he was too impatient to wait, the original 8 o'clock surgery was just in place before 7:40, everything was ready, and there was an operating room available, so the surgery was naturally advanced.

The doctor smiled and said humorously: "Then I will cut the knife quickly, and try to let you eat something tonight."

Ji Yu cooperated with a surprised expression: "Really? Then I am so thankful to you, I will definitely give you a pennant after the operation."

"Hahaha." The doctor was also happy. He glanced at the anesthesiologist standing behind Ji Yu and continued, "You can't eat lunch, but you can think about what to eat tonight."

There was a sting in the back of my neck, and a cool liquid was injected.

Ji Yu blinked and replied: "I have been optimistic about the menu a long time ago. I plan to drink black-bone chicken soup tonight. In the morning, I can eat this on the bed next to me. There are also wolfberry and codonopsis. There are so many things that almost greedy me."

The anesthetic took effect quickly, and Ji Yu felt that his tongue was not flexible after saying this.

When the doctor saw this, he didn't speak any more, and gestured to the nurse next to him.

The nurses were very proficient in their movements, and they quickly adjusted Ji Yu into a head-down posture. There was a gap in the corresponding place on his face, allowing him to breathe smoothly.

Ji Yu's consciousness gradually became hazy, but he had not completely fallen into a coma.

He dazedly felt something scratching on the back of his neck, but it didn’t hurt or itchy. He also knew that he was undergoing an operation, and he could even imagine the neck being scratched, but it didn’t hurt. This kind of separation of spirit and body. It feels very strange.

"Uh, vomit."

He was a little dizzy and uncomfortable, and retched uncontrollably.

After fainting, I feel cold, very cold.

It seemed that something started from a point on the back of the neck and flowed along the blood vessels to the limbs. It didn't hurt, but it was very distended, as if it was about to distend all his blood vessels.

Why don't I faint?

Is it because the anesthetic is less, or I am too excited...

As soon as I finished thinking about it, I plunged into darkness completely before my eyes.

—

"I'm looking for Jiyu, where is he now?"

He Zhou rushed to the service counter of the marking department and looked up at the name tag on the wall as he asked. He quickly found Ji Yu's name.

He really is here!

He Zhou lowered his head and looked at the time again. It was only 7:50 and there was still time.

The nurse asked: "What is your relationship with Ji Yu?"

He Zhou had a meal: "I am him, I am him..."

What is he?

What is he to Jiyu?

At this time, a doctor came out after checking a ward: "Hey, isn't this He Zhou? You are looking for Jiyu? He has already entered the operating room, and the child is also fun. I came here early today to squat with Song Da—"

"Operating room?"

He Zhou clenched his fists, "Isn't he an eight o'clock operation?"

The doctor was stunned: "Time is not fixed, do it sooner if you are ready."

"How long has the operation started?"

The doctor glanced at the phone: "I entered at 7:40, and it has been twelve or three minutes now."

He Zhou hurriedly asked: "Which operating room is he in?"

"what are you going to do?"

The doctor looked at him defensively, "Our hospital does not allow anyone to disturb the ongoing operation."

He Zhou said anxiously: "Twelve or three minutes is enough for what to do? Don't you need to prepare before surgery? Don't both nurses and doctors have to check the tools? Do you have to use anesthetics? Is this enough time for the anesthetics to take effect?"

The doctor was a little unhappy: "Pre-operation preparations. Pre-operation preparations will be in place before the operation. How can we wait for the operation to start before checking? Twelve or three minutes is not too much? It is enough for us to save many lives."

He raised his foot and skipped He Zhou, ready to continue the rounds, "If you want to see him, just wait here, there is no reason to come out halfway after you have entered the operating room."

He Zhou stood in place with his head blank.

He took out his cell phone, there were a dozen undialed calls on it, and returned to the contact page. He flipped through it, and there was no phone number for anyone who could reach Jiyu.

"by."

He raised his brows, and He Zhou slammed his fist against the wall.

—

It was already ten o'clock in the morning when Ji Yu came out of the operating room, and the effect of the anesthetic had disappeared little by little. He had already woke up, but he was still in a muddle-headed state.

He blinked slowly, only to feel the pain all over his body was burned.

Every inch of skin, every inch of bones was hurting, and even all blood vessels were jumping suddenly, and there was a particularly emotional pain. The pain made his eyes black and his brain was a paste.

He had no idea that as soon as he was pushed out of the operating room, someone came over.

Even if the person stood by his side, he didn't feel anything.

"Jiyu."

He Zhou looked down at the person on the hospital bed.

Two hours later, he has been relieved from the initial scorching fire, and his mood is much calmer, but when he sees Jiyu coming out, he sees the water hanging on his hand, and the neck brace on his neck, and then look at it. When he was groggy, he felt as if he had been rubbed severely, and it was very painful, and his face was swollen and swollen.

In addition to pain, there is an indescribable emotion that surrounds him.

He didn't know what was going on, he just felt uncomfortable, he was very heavy all over, and his heart couldn't breathe under the pressure of something. He was very depressed. This dull feeling made him want to get angry and want to destroy something.

He squeezed a fist and held it back.

"Jiyu." He shouted again.

Ji Yu remained motionless, staring blankly in one direction.

He Zhou looked down at him, his Adam's apple rolled, his voice hoarse: "You really don't like me."