Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

Detached villas in the North District.

Xia Yangyang hugged the gold-rimmed toilet and vomited until her face turned pale.

I threw up all the way back from the nightclub, feeling dizzy and lightheaded, thinking I'd pass out any second.

A tall shadow loomed over her as Samuel's hand touched her arm.

"No..." Xia Yangyang pressed her hand on the back of his hand, forcing herself to stay awake, her eyes swollen from drinking, "Don't lean on me, I'll get up myself."

He is a spirit with a body, and it is inconvenient for him to bend over.

Her left leg was in a cast, and she couldn't get up even after several attempts. In the end, Samuel lifted her up like a chick and took her to the bathtub to wash her.

First, they stripped her clothes off and then placed her plastered leg on the rim of the vat.

He stripped naked and squeezed in, and the water immediately overflowed. Xia Yangyang stared at the snow-white male body in front of her, feeling her blood boil and speechless.

The bathtub wasn't small, but she had difficulty moving around. What if she kicked him in the stomach?

"No, no, you're pregnant now, how can you be so careless? I'll go out, you go wash first."

She forcibly averted her burning gaze from his face, rationally stood up while holding onto the edge of the tub, only to be pressed back into the water by Samuel's hand on her shoulder, leaving no room for refusal.

His brows furrowed deeply: "What's all the fuss about? A male elf's dignity isn't reflected in his belly."

It was as if he would fly into a rage if she said another word about his stomach.

Xia Yangyang, with the man's lipstick marks all over her face, didn't dare to utter a sound, letting him rub her face in frustration.

He wasn't satisfied with just scrubbing her clean; he wanted to scrub her face and neck until they were red.

Let her know the pain, so she'll learn her lesson.

Xia Yangyang didn't feel much pain. Her gaze couldn't help but fall on his protruding abdomen. The outline of his abdominal muscles had faded a lot, leaving only some muscle marks near his waist.

Her belly bulged outwards from the middle in a rounded shape, but it didn't look out of place at all; it was still incredibly beautiful.

He was as beautiful as God’s favorite from head to toe.

Xia Yangyang couldn't help but place her hand on his stomach, causing Samuel to stiffen.

But then Samuel's face darkened, as she asked, her eyes sparkling, "Is this really my child?"

Temperatures plummeted to freezing: "No."

Xia Yangyang knew he was being sarcastic, and her eyes narrowed: "How many months?"

"Six months."

As Xia Yangyang counted the days in her memory, a light suddenly struck her—it was the time he asked her to have a child.

Indeed, when it comes to fertility, we have to look to her.

Why am I suddenly feeling a little proud?

She then remembered that she had given him the dragon bloodstone that night.

Thank goodness, she gave him the Dragon Bloodstone, which means... he was already pregnant when he became a demon.

but……

Xia Yangyang then remembered the brain cancer test results that she still kept in her bag and had never paid attention to.

Why now of all times?

"How long is the pregnancy period for elves from conception to childbirth?" she asked.

"Elves don't have a gestation period," the green elf speculated, "it's like the human gestation cycle, ten months." He said casually, while subtly observing her expression.

Ten months...

I have four months left until the baby is born. After giving birth, I need to stay in bed for a month and then spend two months in postpartum confinement. Even though I'm a man, the health problems I might develop could last a lifetime.

All things considered, he should live for another seven months.

Xia Yangyang thought she had disguised herself very well and that her thought process was brief, but in Samuel's eyes it was a long period of silence.

A hint of despondency surfaced in Samuel's eyes, which he lowered to conceal.

He placed his hand on the soft back of the hand that was pressed against his belly: "Come back to the Elven realm with me."

This is a declarative sentence.

I wasn't discussing it with her.

Everything he saw tonight broke his heart.

He just didn't pursue the matter.

He had always known that since the cracks appeared between them, she was no longer indispensable to him, but that didn't mean he should just watch her drift away into the arms of other men.

As long as he's around, she shouldn't even think about it.

In particular, even though she was already so drunk, she was still able to struggle to regain some clarity of mind to think things through after hearing the news that she was pregnant.

She was happy for a moment, but then unconsciously revealed her anxiety and hesitation.

This caused him unbearable chest pain and aching.

It's as if it's been soaked in bitter water, then scooped out and wrung dry.

This further solidified his resolve to take her with him.

He wanted her to only have him by her side, so that she would only have eyes for him.

However, the soft flesh in his palm loosened, and his lover smiled cautiously, with a hint of ingratiation for fear of upsetting him.

"This...this can wait a bit, it's not quite right now." She pulled her hand out of his.

Samuel's eyes were dark and unfathomable, revealing the turbulent emotions swirling within them.

The air suddenly became terrifyingly thin, and after a long while—

"it is good."

She didn't say anything, so he didn't ask why; his voice was frighteningly hoarse.

He pulled his lover into his arms, and amidst his constant cries of "baby, baby," he silenced his lover's lips with his own, drowning out all the words he didn't want to hear in this tender kiss.

Along with the unspeakable suffering and regret he endured alone for those five months.

*

The next day, Xia Yangyang left home early.

Before leaving, he specifically asked the system to keep an eye out and prevent Samuel from following them.

Municipal Hospital, Oncology Department.

"Didn't you just get discharged from the hospital? You've changed your mind so quickly?" The doctor was writing a radiotherapy prescription when he noticed her unusually positive attitude, so he felt comfortable chatting with her.

"Yes, there are still people who can't let go." Xia Yangyang smiled and then asked, "How long after radiation therapy will hair loss start? Also, I'm worried about the radiation affecting the people around me."

The doctor found this patient quite interesting.

Other patients' questions are usually: how many radiotherapy sessions are needed to see results, how often should radiotherapy be performed, and what precautions should be taken after radiotherapy?

Of course, he answered her questions and gave her these basic instructions.

Before she left, he encouraged her, saying, "It's a good thing to love beauty. As long as you still care about these things, it means you still have the courage to fight against illness."

After undergoing radiotherapy, Xia Yangyang's headache made her look extremely pale.

Instead of going straight back, she went to the law firm.

Samuel is not human; he has no ID card, no household registration, and no proof of identity, and therefore cannot become her partner in the human world.

Therefore, it is not an easy task to legally leave her huge sum of money to him.

It took her a long time to entrust this matter to Attorney Zhang, who had previously handled her mother's estate.

If she died, she hoped they would sell the villa and leave all the money to Samuel.

Although he is an elf and doesn't need this money... who would complain about having too much money?

*

Like the men, she stayed outside for the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, wondering what she should say when Samuel questioned her about her whereabouts.

Only then did he push open the door and enter.

However, the scene of utter chaos that greeted her made her heart skip a beat.

The living room looked as if it had just experienced a catastrophe.

The cushions on the sofa were askew, some even lying on the floor; various items were scattered on the living room floor, with books, magazines, and loose pages flying everywhere; the equipment on the TV cabinet was also in disarray, with wires tangled together.

"Samuel!"

"Samuel!!"

Xia Yangyang recovered from her stiffness and hurried upstairs, shouting Samuel's name as she went.

I broke out in a cold sweat.

She shouldn't have left Samuel alone at home. This is the human world, and he's a pregnant elf. If his identity is revealed and he gets kidnapped by those perverts, she'll go crazy.

Until a tall figure walked out of the side bedroom.

Xia Yangyang immediately stepped forward and hugged him, tears welling up in her eyes.

"How are you?" she asked anxiously, touching his arm and stomach. "Is anything bothering you?"

Samuel looked perfectly normal; he seemed to have just been busy with something, and a thin layer of sweat covered his body.

However, his lover's concern made him smile slightly: "I'm fine."

"It's alright, it's alright... I saw the mess downstairs and thought our house had been burgled."

Xia Yangyang patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a muffled "hmm hmm hmm" sound came from afar.

She subconsciously glanced at the innermost, most secluded bedroom where Samuel had just come out.

The sound was like someone who had been gagged and bound, desperately calling for help.

She turned back, looking at Samuel with a puzzled expression. His eyes remained calm as he pulled her downstairs, asking indifferently, "I'm hungry. What are we having for dinner?"

"Since you don't eat fish, meat, or eggs, I'll make you some fruits and vegetables, winter melon and corn soup, and—"

"Bang bang bang—!!" The sound abruptly interrupted Xia Yangyang's words, and her steps downstairs froze.

This time the sound was extremely clear, like someone slamming their head directly into metal with such force that it would smash the head apart.

The second-floor corridor was dark, with only a faint light coming through from the first floor.

The light shining from below illuminated the man's face, making it look extremely eerie.

"Samuel, you..."