The heartless beauty is addicted to being licked by a seemingly obedient and loyal dog.

Song Yunqi opened her eyes amidst a wave of exhaustion and weakness.

The cool liquid on the back of his hand was dripping into his veins, and the pungent smell of disinfectant made him frown in resistance.

Just as I was about to move my fingers, I found my right hand enveloped in something rough and warm.

Shen Chonglu, who was guarding the bedside, woke up almost immediately.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot and his eyelashes glistening with tiny drops of water, as if he had just been crying.

"Yunqi, you're awake? How are you feeling? Does your stomach still hurt?"

Shen Chonglu's voice was terribly hoarse, and even his tone carried a humble and ingratiating quality.

Song Yunxi did not answer, but just looked at him coldly. She tried to pull her hand back, but her body was weak and powerless after the hangover and the pain. Several attempts ended in failure, and she could only let the other person hold her hand.

Memories of the time before I fell into a coma flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern, and the panic of lower abdominal distension and continuous bleeding still lingered in my nerve endings.

"What's wrong with me?" His voice was dry and cold, revealing an air of superiority.

Shen Chonglu swallowed hard, released his grip, and awkwardly wiped the sweat from his palms on his trouser leg.

He dared not look at Song Yunxi's cold and bloodless face. His lips trembled for a long time before he finally uttered a few words in a low voice:

"The doctor said...you're pregnant."

The ward became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Song Yunqi lifted her eyelids, her narrow phoenix eyes filled with absurdity and disbelief.

"Shen Chonglu, is it really necessary for you to joke like this with me?"

"It's true, Yunqi."

Shen Chonglu hurriedly took the notice from the bedside table, unfolded it, and handed it to the young man.

"It's been over a month, and the doctor said it's a threatened miscarriage. You'll see."

Song Yunqi's gaze fell on the receipt with black and white text on the white paper.

The bolded clinical diagnosis and gynecological ultrasound results were like a resounding slap in the face, a blow to his self-esteem that he thought he could control everything.

He was not an ignorant teenager; he was aware of the deformity and uniqueness of his body.

It is precisely because of this understanding that one takes precautions to the extreme after every moment of pleasure.

"That's impossible."

Song Yunqi snatched the report from her hand, her fingertips trembling.

He stared at the glaring number over and over again, finally crumpling the paper into a ball and throwing it hard at Shen Chonglu's face.

"Shen Chonglu, you plotted against me? Did you secretly tamper with the condom?"

"I didn't! How could I possibly do such a thing to you?!"

Shen Chonglu let the crumpled paper hit his nose, then knelt down beside the bed, his expression full of panic.

Overwhelming anger and shame washed over Song Yunqi, completely shattering her reason at that moment.

He struggled to sit up, not even caring that the IV needle was still embedded in the back of his hand. He raised his left hand, and with a sharp gust of wind, slapped Shen Chonglu squarely across the cheek.

"Snapped!"

The slap landed squarely on his cheek.

"It's all your fault..."

Song Yunxi trembled with rage, his phoenix eyes wide open, a glaring crimson gleaming at the corners. He raised his leg and kicked Shen Chonglu in the chest with a clumsy, unforced motion, but due to his weakness, he could barely muster any strength.

Shen Chonglu did not dodge, and did not even dare to move.

Fearing that Song Yunqi's large movements might pull on the needle in her hand or cause abdominal bleeding again, he could only endure the young man's tearing and pounding while using his strong body to meet him and try to hold down his flailing limbs.

"Yunqi, you can hit me or scold me, just don't move around. The doctor said you're not in good condition and could be in danger at any time."

With red eyes, he reached out and grabbed the young man's ankle.

"You're pregnant with another baby, don't push yourself too hard!"

"Get out of here!"

Song Yunqi was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently. The violent movements eventually aggravated his lower abdomen, and the throbbing pain made him collapse back into the pillow as if he had lost all his strength. A fine layer of sweat once again seeped from his forehead, and his face was as pale as paper.

Shen Chonglu was terrified. He quickly sat up to check the IV drip hanging above his head, hurriedly covered him with a blanket, and kept muttering:

"I won't touch you, please don't move."

Just when the atmosphere in the ward was extremely tense, the door was gently pushed open.

The female doctor who treated me last night came to check on me on time with two nurses.

Upon entering, seeing the scattered clutter, the clear fingerprints on Shen Chonglu's face, and his disheveled clothes, his brows immediately furrowed.

"What's going on? I just said you needed to rest, why are you making a fuss again?"

The female doctor glared sternly at Shen Chonglu: "How are the family members taking care of him? The patient needs absolute rest right now, don't you know that?"

Shen Chonglu lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, and silently retreated to the foot of the bed, giving up his place for them.

Song Yunqi took a few deep breaths, barely managing to suppress the surging blood and qi.

When facing outsiders, he could barely maintain his composure. Apart from his excessively pale face and the lingering anger in his eyes, his voice was no longer very calm.

"Doctor, is there anything I can help you with?"

He leaned against the headboard, his hands neatly placed on the bedding on either side of his abdomen.

The female doctor opened the patient's medical record and said in a businesslike manner, "Now that you're awake, let me briefly understand your past medical history and recent lifestyle habits."

Do you smoke?

"smoke."

Song Yunqi answered readily, explaining that he was often away on business and staying up late for social engagements, which inevitably led to a stronger smoking habit.

The doctor paused, then looked up at him: "Have you been drinking?"

"drink."

"Have you taken any medications recently? Such as antibiotics or anti-inflammatory drugs?"

Song Yunqi gave a self-deprecating smile, her gaze sweeping over the man at the foot of the bed who dared not look up. Her tone was calm, yet every word carried immense weight: "I ate."

Five weeks ago, I took an emergency contraceptive pill, and later I took several strong stomach medicines.

Upon hearing the words "birth control pills," the female doctor stopped writing completely.

She closed the medical record book, her expression becoming extremely serious, causing the two nurses next to her to exchange glances.

Smoking, excessive drinking, irregular sleep patterns, and even taking hormonal emergency contraceptive pills resulted in the pregnancy not only successfully implanting, but also a faint heartbeat that could be detected after the intense exercise and bleeding of the previous night.

"Your condition... is extremely dangerous."

The female doctor sighed, her tone becoming heavy.

"Emergency contraceptive pills are not 100% effective in preventing pregnancy. Sometimes, due to individual differences or errors in the timing of medication, they can lead to contraceptive failure or ectopic pregnancy."

"The medication poses an irreversible risk to embryonic development, and given your weak constitution and frequent alcohol and tobacco use..."

He paused, then looked at Song Yunxi:

"Although the fetus has been saved, given your previous actions, you will need to undergo a very comprehensive anomaly scan when the pregnancy progresses further."

"This includes non-invasive prenatal testing (NIPT) and a comprehensive anomaly scan to check for any obvious developmental defects in the embryo, and then we'll decide whether to keep it or not."

"No need for that."

Song Yunxi had no interest in listening and interrupted the doctor.

"Please schedule an abortion for me as soon as possible."

The young man's expression was indifferent, and his phoenix eyes showed no ripples.

"I don't want this child."

Upon hearing this, Shen Chonglu, who was leaning back at the foot of the bed, trembled violently. He then slowly lowered his head, and stray hairs fell down, obscuring his eyebrows and eyes.

Those eyes, which always held a wildness and pride, dimmed completely at this moment.

He did not try to save the baby, nor did he plead; he simply gritted his teeth in silence and listened to Song Yunqi pronounce the baby's death sentence.

He knew he had no right or standing to beg Song Yunxi to keep the child.

Even though he really wanted a child of their own.

The ward fell into a suffocating silence once again.

Only the medicine in the IV drip was still dripping down, drop by drop.