Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

Humans are too vulnerable right after giving birth.

No matter how many anti-parasitic drugs she used, she couldn't stop the bluish stains from creeping onto her cheeks.

Three short days.

After nine hours of emergency treatment and two days in the intensive care unit, his heart stopped beating for more than ten minutes. During the operation, the restraints came undone, accidentally injuring three doctors.

She was stun gunned three times, and on the fourth time, her rolled-back eyes turned black.

Everything appeared shrouded in a white mist.

Xia Yangyang: [How much longer can my body hold out?]

System: [Less than a day.]

This isn't even a narrow escape from death; it's like being flashed back and forth in the Book of Life and Death of the King of Hell.

Xia Yangyang sighed: [Let's block out pain.]

System: [ok]

The doctor next to her pinched the skin on her arm and pressed the needle containing the antiparasitic drug against it.

"No."

The doctor paused, searching left and right for the source of the sound, and finally met a pair of empty eyes staring at the operating light.

Could it be that the patient himself said those words?

She turned her head slightly toward the attending physician who was trying to save her, and tears welled up in her eyes and trickled into her hair.

"I'm so sorry I injured your colleague."

"..."

"Don't waste such a precious medicine on me."

The green light indicating "Operation in progress" went out.

Mr. Parasite waited outside. She was covered in IV drips and instruments of all sizes, and her arms and legs were wrapped in bandages, from which blood seeped.

That was caused by a muscle tear.

Only in this way can she barely avoid being completely devoured by the parasite.

So what's the point of struggling to maintain a respectable appearance?

Xia Yangyang saw Mr. Parasite's face. It lowered its head and its gaze fell on her hands, which were covered by a blue shadow.

Those fingertips looked so out of place on the white hospital bed.

It held her stiff, cold hand, digging its own fingers between hers: "Where are you going for treatment? Take me with you, Yangyang. Don't leave me out here forever."

An invisible pain welled up in his hunched back, but it could not be revealed no matter what.

Xia Yangyang's nose started to sting again.

She lifted her chin and kissed its forehead, saying in a hoarse voice, "We're not going to treat it anymore. We won't keep leaving you outside forever."

Mr. Parasite froze, then raised his face: "No."

Tears welled up in Xia Yangyang's red eyes.

Mr. Parasite had already stood up. Golden Eyes looked at the doctor by the bedside: "I'll wait outside and won't disturb you. You save her."

That's what it said.

Holding his lover's hand, every cell trembled with pain as he gripped her hand tighter, as if that would allow him to stay close to her longer.

The doctors exchanged glances, hesitated for a moment, and the words lingered on their lips before they were about to speak.

Do you remember a train station called "Sandao Li"?

Xia Yangyang spoke first, following the angle indicated by the system, and looked at Mr. Parasite.

Mr. Parasite was stunned for two seconds, then remembered something, his face turned pale and he swayed.

"Remember."

It seemed as if it used all its strength to squeeze out those two words from its throat.

"You still owe me an apology," her lover whispered.

"I'm sorry." It almost knelt down.

His lover chuckled when she saw him like that, but it was a laugh through tears.

"I don't want this."

Mr. Parasite's eyes revealed helplessness and confusion.

My lover said again, "While I can still see, take me to see the sky over there."

In fact, she could no longer see anything.

As she spoke, the bluish tinge on her face had spread from the tip of her nose to her left eye.

She is an out-of-control product.

Only it can take her away, and only it can guarantee that even if she becomes a complete parasite, she will not eat or kill people.

Click, click.

Mr. Parasite untied all the restraints on his lover, wrapped his arms around her waist, and hugged her.

The familiar touch and warmth embraced me.

In a daze, it seemed as if it had returned to three days ago, when its heart was full and warm.

*

The sky was azure.

The abandoned train platform in Sandao Lane is quiet and desolate, with the railway tracks stretching to an unknown end.

On the grass on both sides of the platform, there were ocean-like white flowers in full bloom.

Mr. Parasite sat there, holding his lover.

The hustle and bustle of people has long since disappeared, leaving only the gentle breeze, carrying a slight coolness, rustling the delicate stems of the flowers.

Xia Yangyang looked up, her vision completely black.

She felt herself starting to lose control again, so she shrank further into the arms that were leaning against her back.

She wished she could be bound by tentacles; the feeling of being tightly bound would actually make her feel more at ease. But Mr. Parasite did not do that.

She had no choice but to turn her head away, looking up at it nervously: "Am I still a normal person now?"

Mr. Parasite looked down at his lover.

Her face was still pretty, but her only bright eye was now tainted, turning into a cloudy white.

"Yes," it said firmly.

She added, "You're beautiful. If we could go back to the beginning, I would still choose you as my perfect girlfriend without hesitation."

Upon hearing this, his lover smiled, and a glimmer of light appeared in his cloudy eyes.

"Really? What a coincidence! You can't become human, so how about I become one of your kind?"

Mr. Parasite's straight man didn't appear.

Her joke landed on the ground.

It seemed the joke had gone inappropriately. She tried to make amends, but suddenly she coughed violently, and blood spilled from her mouth.

Red and hot.

The muscles tore due to swelling, tearing the gauze wrapping and staining it with blood.

"Tie me up, quick, hurry up!" she said urgently.

But her lover responded with silence.

"Xia Feimo?? Kidnap me?"

"unnecessary."

Xia Yangyang's eyes widened in surprise. She had clearly made an agreement with it on the way here, so why was it going back on its word now?

She's about to die, and it's still so rebellious?

What does it want to do?

Xia Yangyang was like a ferocious monster, held in his arms.

She was tormented by the parasite inside her body and it took a great deal of effort to resist biting its arm.

Her voice was trembling with tears: "Xia Feimo, didn't we agree that if I had an attack later, you would devour me? You promised me!"

"..."

"Isn't this what you're best at?"

"..."

Since Mr. Parasite remained silent, she could not see his expression.

She heard the rustling of clothes beside her ear, and then her face was pressed against its chest.

It was a smooth chest.

It took its clothes off?!

What are you doing?! What are you trying to do?!

Saliva mixed with blood from Xia Yangyang's internal organs flowed from the corner of her mouth.

She felt an intense itch in her teeth, and she wanted to eat anything, especially to tear off the flesh of the parasitic man in front of her and swallow it whole.

She gripped its arm, her nails digging into its flesh.

She burst into tears: "I beg you, I don't want to become a monster, and you don't want to see me die and be defiled by the parasites, do you...?"

Fortunately, her tears could still burn it.

Mr. Parasite wiped away the precious tears with his hand.

"You won't turn into any monster." It bent down and put its mouth close to her ear.

"You said it."

Xia Yangyang felt a sense of relief. She raised her face and looked at the complete darkness before her.

I almost begged it to assure me that what it said was true.

But the next sentence struck her like a thunderbolt.

"You're just a little hungry," it said earnestly.

"Xia Feimo, are you crazy! Can't you understand human language! I'm not the one who wants to eat you, I've been parasitized, infected—ugh—"

She vomited a mouthful of blood, and judging from the location, it must have been vomited between its legs.

Anger combined with an infection in the body reached a threshold.

This caused her body to completely lose control.

She hooked one arm around its neck and used the other to restrain its two arms, then bit down hard on its left shoulder.

She was like a wild boar that hadn't found food for over a decade, suddenly seeing a feast before her, and diving headfirst into it.

His mind was filled with only one desire—to devour.

eat it!

The creature she devoured sat there quietly, watching her with an eerie yet peaceful expression.

She felt a large hand land on her head, gently and lovingly stroking it.

Was that really love? Her mind was filled with terror.

After spending so many days together without any obstacles, she almost forgot that parasitic species are inherently incapable of love and affection.

She could even feel that gentle gaze, as if it didn't want her to shut up at all.

After a while, her urge to devour wasn't so strong anymore.

It then pinched her chin with its hand, forcing her to raise her face towards it.

"What's that compared to what I'm giving you? I'll give you something precious, my most treasured food."

"Hehe..."

Its eyes suddenly dimmed with sadness again: "I've given it to you before, but you've always refused. You can't refuse this time."

It lowered its head to cover her lips, forcing open her mouth.

He inserted his own neuroblasts into her mouth and sent them down her throat.

my sweetheart.

You are human, not a monster.

I will not let you die, never.

Xia Yangyang was forced to swallow, two lines of tears streaming down her cheeks.