CH 69.2

The old Director of the Central Hospital, in his Director’s Office on floor five, is standing right in front of the French windows overlooking City A.

The sky is as blue as ever,

The clouds are as white as ever,

The stench of Spring animal courting and reproducing is as harsh on the nose as ever…

The Director has seen 55 years on Earth thus far.

He has been a top student in top schools since birth, turning from that kid in the neighbourhood to that man in the other family.

He has never once questioned his own medical knowledge and the authority of modern medical science,

Until he met Murong Jihua.

Men are incapable of pregnancy, right?

He once again flips open the royal published medical journal by his hands.

Men are incapable of pregnancy, right?

Man!!!

Never mind, the more he thinks about it, the more his head is aching. Instead, he might as well be Gone with the Wind, Gone with the Wind… Mm?

The Director puts his hand on the glass window as he murmurs,

“An earthquake?”

——Meanwhile, giant footsteps that sound like a giant is rolling into town with seismic intensity is transmitting itself into the Director’s senses.

He looks outside –

Her Highness Elizabeth.

In a big, red dress that is mostly effective at sweeping the ground, in a crown decked out with black diamonds and pearls, with her red lips and white teeth, ivory skin and dazzling appearance,

Is currently… dragging a black teenage crossdresser behind her as she runs past all traffic regulations by navigating her way through all the moving cars. Her journey is marked by sparks and lightning. The sound of her clopping high-heels-on-asphalt is positively terrifying.

This is definitely not something any living human can achieve!

The old Director, in complete astonishment, can be seen with his jaws on the floor.

Perhaps science really isn’t holding up to scrutiny in this world.

Princess Elizabeth is definitely the devil!

Prince Blai’nd, enjoying the wind on his journey flying through the sky, is seen with his face contorted from the net air pressure.

——There was no exaggeration in that sentence.

Thirty seconds later, with her very inhuman velocity averaging a kilometre every second, Princess Elizabeth has barged right into the Central Hospital, asking the nearest, still morbidly terrified nurse, asking,

“Missus, which room is Murong Jihua’s ward, please?”

Her face is not flushed in the slightest; her breath is not uneven in the slightest. In fact, she looks even more brilliant than usual,

Mostly because her eyes are literally on the verge of bursting into pure collections of light.

Receiving her answer, Her Highness then moves with Blai’nd for the VIP wards nonstop. She makes it to the ward’s door in three seconds flat.

After tidying up her appearance and her facial expression (so that the abject happiness is less pronounced), and also slapping Blai’nd’s horribly wind-disfigured face into shape, she finally knocks on the ward’s door with a lady’s graceful grace, saying,

“Excuse me~ Soy princesa Elizabeth です~! I’ve heard that Mr He Jünle has been blessed with a child, therefore I’m here to give my heartfelt congratulations~!”

“Come in.”

This is certainly… A miracle.

The moment Princess Elizabeth sees the scenery in the room, she is in deep awe of the miracle of human life. She cannot help but become wholly drenched in tears. If Blai’nd didn’t help her lean over, she would have collapsed to the ground right where she was.

——He Jünle is sitting on Murong Jihua’s thighs, looking all gentle and kind and effeminate and weak with the pregnancy. Murong Jihua is crossing fingers on the one hand with He Jünle, while caressing He Jünle’s waist area with his other hand.

“Mu-dage… We finally succeeded…”

——She couldn’t believe it when butler Cui contacted him, but now, no more words are needed. Everything has become abundantly clear.

Princess Elizabeth, with tears rolling down her eyes, shambles towards He Jünle, collapsing at his feet. Kneeling, she extends a finger to lightly touch He Jünle’s waist, and gently asks, “can I touch him?”

Murong Jihua does not want to speak.

He’s worried if he does, he might collapse into laughter…

He Jünle answers with a smile, “of course.”

So Princess Elizabeth’s tears turn to a big smile. She leans her face closer sideways, putting her ear lightly on He Jünle’s waist.

What could you even hear?

Murong Jihua’s eyes are twitching. His body is stiff.

Princess Elizabeth is suddenly producing a fresh new batch of hot tears when she cocks her face right up with this excited, violent expression,

“¡Yo heard it! Este bebé me dice que quiere llegar al mundo más rápidamente (TL: ‘This baby tells me he wants to go to this world more quickly’), he said he wants to contribute his own power to the scientific progress of human genetics!”

Murong Jihua “…”

He Jünle “…”

What did you even hear?