Transmigrating into a Scumbag Alpha, a Dainty Omega is Pregnant with My Child - Chapter 38
The bedroom lights were off, and the pink curtains were half-drawn. The light reflecting off the winter snow shone onto Jiang Cha’s face. Her clear eyes were like black obsidian, her snow-white cheeks were flushed, and her red lips were slightly swollen from being bitten in fear.
Being so close, Xiao Yun could clearly feel her rapid breathing, racing heartbeat, and the pleasant scent of pheromones leaking out due to fear.
Jiang Cha was wearing a miniskirt and high boots. Xiao Yun’s hands happened to be supporting her from inside the skirt; the posture was incredibly ungraceful. It looked like two people who had suppressed their desires for too long and couldn’t wait to undress—that kind of posture.
A sliver of coldness traveled from their skin, but Xiao Yun’s palms were sweating with heat. She didn’t dare move, or even breathe.
After a long while, Butler Mei lured Meatball away with a bone. Only then did Xiao Yun let out a long sigh of relief.
“The dog is gone.”
Jiang Cha snapped back to reality, seemingly sensing the lingering atmosphere of ambiguity and embarrassment in the air.
“Oh.”
Xiao Yun immediately let go, and Jiang Cha jumped down from her. Xiao Yun reached for the light switch while Jiang Cha walked to the window, pulled back the curtains, and sat on the bed.
The air remained quiet for a few seconds before Xiao Yun shifted the topic to the sudden incident: “I didn’t expect you to be so afraid of dogs.”
Previously, when Meatball ran toward her, she hadn’t had such a huge reaction, only shrinking back in fear. This time, Jiang Cha hadn’t treated her like an outsider at all, using her directly as a vaulting pole. It was a softening of their relationship.
Jiang Cha gripped the bedsheets and spoke softly: “It was a reflex. I’m usually not afraid of small dogs like that. I’m really sorry about just now.”
“Meatball never bites. He only rushed over because he likes you and wanted to play. But since you’re afraid, I’ll make sure he’s leashed from now on,” Xiao Yun explained.
Jiang Cha nodded. “Thank you.”
“Don’t mention it.”
After dinner, Jiang Cha practiced her dancing in the rehearsal room, while Xiao Yun studied in the library.
There was an exam after the internship to determine if the intern doctors were qualified. She wasn’t worried about the actual surgical procedures; although she hadn’t practiced in months and her hands might be a bit “rusty,” the moment she gripped a scalpel, all those locked memories would come flooding back.
The difficult part for her was the basic theory and experiments regarding ABO modulators. She had known nothing about them, but fortunately, the original host wasn’t as much of a “loser” as imagined. Her memory held basic knowledge, and whenever Xiao Yun encountered an unfamiliar term, her mind would automatically fill in the blanks. She was confident she could pass the internship exam within a month.
Late at night, the library was brightly lit. As she burned the midnight oil, she recalled her days studying for med school—the long, silent stretches of loneliness she endured. Her only conviction then was to get into her dream hospital. Here, her only conviction was to survive and be ready to return to the real world at any moment.
Perhaps she had just traveled here because of some “fake wine,” and all of this was like a dream. When she woke up, she might be back in reality. One has to have hope, right?
Energized by these thoughts, Xiao Yun decided to study until midnight. No one could outwork her. She checked the time: 10:00 PM. Jiang Cha should have finished her dancing and be resting by now.
She calculated her time here—over a month. Many things were heading in different directions, but as a minor character, she only sought to change her own life path. She didn’t have the power to change the protagonists’ careers or romance.
Her index finger tapped on the desk. A moment later, there was a soft knock at the door. Xiao Yun assumed it was Butler Mei. Without turning around, she focused on highlighting key points in her textbook and replied: “Butler Mei, you should go rest.”
When no reply came, there were three more knocks.
“I’m not hungry. If I get hungry, I’ll find a sandwich and milk in the fridge,” Xiao Yun answered patiently.
“It’s me.”
Jiang Cha’s voice was soft and sweet. Xiao Yun set down her pen, which rolled in a circle on the desk before stopping. She turned around. Jiang Cha had changed into pink pajamas—a long-sleeved top and long skirt—with cotton slippers. Only her fair, slender ankles and her “milky” makeup-free face were visible.
“Can I come in?”
Jiang Cha held a tray with a white bowl. A white porcelain spoon handle poked out from the rim, but the contents were hidden.
“Come in.” Xiao Yun nodded.
Jiang Cha entered with a faint smile. She walked closer, smelling of the fragrant body wash from her shower. She placed the tray gently on the desk and took out a bowl of dark, brownish syrup.
“This is…” Xiao Yun frowned as she looked at it.
“Yunyun, it’s loquat paste I made. You were coughing earlier.” Jiang Cha sat down, pushed the bowl toward her, and rested her chin in her hands. “Taste it and see if it’s good.”
Offering favors for no reason again.
Xiao Yun cleared her throat. “You made this yourself?”
“Mhm. Butler Mei taught me.”
Jiang Cha picked up the spoon, scooped a bit of the syrup, and held it to Xiao Yun’s lips. Xiao Yun smelled the sweet fragrance of loquats. She took a sip; it was sweet and refreshing.
“Mhm, it’s good.” Xiao Yun gave the “ancestor” a look of approval.
“I’m glad you like it.” The ancestor stayed there with her chin in her hands, watching her drink. Xiao Yun finished the rest in large gulps. Once she confirmed it wasn’t poisonous, she just wanted to finish quickly and see what the ancestor wanted.
“This really helps a raspy throat.” After finishing, Xiao Yun didn’t forget to praise the effects.
Jiang Cha smiled, her hands clutching her pink nightgown, her eyes bright. “If you like it, I’ll make it for you every day.”
“Pffft!”
Xiao Yun choked on her breath, the sweetness of the syrup backflowing into her throat. She patted her chest. Jiang Cha jumped up to pat her back. “What happened?”
“Nothing, nothing. I just drank too fast.”
After her face went from red to pale, she finally calmed down and stared at Jiang Cha, waiting for her next move.
“Are you okay?” Jiang Cha tilted her head.
“I’m fine. Is there something else?”
“Nothing.” Jiang Cha shook her head and packed up the bowl. “I saw you coughing this afternoon and noticed loquats in the fridge, so I made it for you.”
Nothing? Being this gentle and considerate for “nothing” is worse than having an actual request.
Jiang Cha carried the bowl out, not forgetting to remind her not to study too late and to come to the bedroom early. Xiao Yun felt something was off, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.
Half an hour later, she was still thinking about it. She concluded that Jiang Cha was either “playing the long game” or truly, simply cared for her. She couldn’t focus on studying anymore, so she closed her book. “Forget it. Time for bed.”
The heater was on in the room. Jiang Cha was on the bed doing splits, her torso leaning forward. Her skirt had slid up to her thighs. Seeing Xiao Yun enter, she greeted her warmly: “Are you ready to rest?”
Xiao Yun pretended not to see. Jiang Cha had clearly stopped caring about boundaries.
“Yeah. I’ll shower first. You sleep.”
When Xiao Yun came out from the shower, drying her hair, Jiang Cha had changed positions. She was kneeling on the bed, arms flat against the mattress, back arched, performing deep, rhythmic breathing exercises. Her waist swayed as she performed the “cat-cow” pose, making suggestive sounds.
Jiang Cha stopped and looked at her, her eyes hesitating. “Yunyun, are you still sleeping on the sofa?”
Good question. If I don’t sleep on the sofa, where do I sleep? Under the bed?
Xiao Yun paused. “Mhm,” she answered with a dry throat.
Jiang Cha’s eyes drifted. “But sleeping on a sofa long-term is bad for your health, isn’t it?”
As a doctor, she knew that. Sofas are soft and narrow; sleeping on them long-term causes discomfort at best and skeletal deformation or spinal curvature at worst. Xiao Yun remained silent.
Jiang Cha sat up and shrugged. “Actually, we’re already best friends. And you’re a Beta.”
Xiao Yun didn’t know where she was going with this. “Mhm?” She really thinks of me as a friend? Being a Beta meant she had no pheromones to affect Jiang Cha.
Jiang Cha pulled back the quilt and patted the side of the bed. “Yunyun, come sleep here.”
Well, the ancestor is being kind. It’s not like we haven’t slept in the same bed before.
The next morning, her father returned with the whole family. Jiang Cha had left for the office early, so it was just Xiao Yun and the family for breakfast. During the meal, the family expressed satisfaction with their performance on the show. It seemed to everyone that their bond was “stronger than gold.”
The only ones unhappy were Xiao Qing, her wife, and her mother. Xiao Jingliang was the most pleased; Xiao Yun’s actions had reversed her public image and significantly improved the reputation of Xiao Medical. Xiao Medical had trended several times with comments praising them as a “conscientious enterprise” with “safe suppressants.” More importantly, Xiao Yun and Jiang Cha were in love; he’d have a granddaughter soon.
He imagined a cute granddaughter born from an S-class Alpha and an S-class Omega. It would be adorable. His only gripe was that Jiang Cha had returned to work immediately.
Xiao Jingliang finished eating and set down his chopsticks. “Xiao Yun, you should communicate more with Jiang Cha. Tell her not to focus solely on work. Her body needs rest.”
Specifically, after the honeymoon, Jiang Cha might be pregnant with the family heir. Her job involved singing and dancing; what if she accidentally hurt the baby?
Xiao Yun didn’t catch the subtext. “She just regained her popularity and her career is booming. I can’t really stop her.”
“Hmph.” Xiao Jingliang gritted his teeth. “Even if the Xiao family were struggling, would we be short of her pocket change?”
“Dad, women today have their own dreams. It’s not about money. Jiangjiang needs to be part of society. She loves socializing and is good at it. If I lock her at home, she’ll get depressed.”
Xiao Yun didn’t say the second half: when the Xiao family eventually falls, they will be short of that money.
“I can’t win an argument with you,” Xiao Jingliang said. “But I must remind you: the first three months… ahem.” He looked at Xia He to finish for him.
Xia He smiled. “Xiao Yun, what your brother-in-law means is that if Jiang Cha is pregnant, high-intensity work isn’t suitable. It’s bad for the fetus.”
As Jiang Cha’s “fake” wife, Xiao Yun hadn’t even kissed her. How could they have a child? Through “airdropped pheromones”? Moreover, she had no pheromones. She was shocked.
“A baby?”
Right, the original host had promised to have a child. Putting aside the original host’s audacity—a Beta wanting to produce a child—how did she plan to do it? In a modern society ruled by law, where would you find a “substitute” baby? The original host really didn’t think things through.
“I don’t think there’s a baby that quickly.”
Xiao Qing interrupted: “Second Sister is right. She just quit smoking, and Jiang Cha’s health isn’t at its peak. Implantation might not be easy. Dad, I’ll prepare some medicine for them to help them conceive sooner.”
Xiao Yun gave a cold smirk. I really “thank” her. She didn’t know what kind of medicine Xiao Qing had been giving the original host, but after she stopped taking it, she felt fine. This was something worth investigating.
She thanked her sister and then proposed her plan to start an internship.
“An internship? What could you do?” Xiao Jingliang knew her well. “Your teachers said you never paid attention in class.”
“Dad, I studied clinical medicine and subjects like suppressant modulation. I’m not that incompetent.”
“You? Your teacher said when you dissected a frog, the frog jumped away afterward. Did you just dissect its skin?”
Xiao Yun muttered: “The original host was truly unreliable.”
“And human anatomy? Are you sure you can tell the organs apart?”
“The teachers were just biased against me,” Xiao Yun explained. “Otherwise, how did I graduate and get my medical license?”
Xiao Jingliang fell silent. “Fine. If you want to go, go. But on one condition: you must pass the Director’s assessment. This profession isn’t a joke; a mistake can cost a life. If you pass, you work. If not, you come back and learn to manage the company!”
“Understood!” Xiao Yun’s eyes flashed with determination. “I’ll report tomorrow and complete the mission.”
In a corner, Xiao Jingliang made a call. “Director Xu.”
The other side was enthusiastic. “Chairman Xiao! To what do I owe the honor of a personal call?”
“Xiao Yun is going to intern under you tomorrow. I’m notifying you.”
“Understood, Chairman. I will lead the Second Miss well and ensure her success—”
“Don’t let her pass,” Xiao Jingliang said sternly.
“Huh? What do you mean?”
“With her skills, she’ll only cause problems for patients. Don’t let her pass.”
“Understood!” came the military-like response.
The next day, Xiao Yun woke up early. she tied her hair in a neat ponytail, applied light eyebrow makeup, cut her nails short, and prepared to head out. Jiang Cha left at the same time.
“You’re interning at Zhongshan Hospital?” Jiang Cha asked as they walked.
“The Zhongshan Lab, next to the hospital.” Xiao Yun walked briskly. “I have time. Should I drop you at the office first?”
Their relationship had improved rapidly; they were like good sisters or friends who shared a bed. Xiao Yun wasn’t as afraid of her anymore.
“My assistant and driver are picking me up.”
“Alright.”
They parted in the garage. The Zhongshan Lab was behind the hospital, both buildings connected, though the lab was larger. After arriving, Xiao Yun spent a long time wandering around the hospital, feeling disoriented. As expected of a Xiao-owned lab—large, high-end, clean, and well-equipped. Eventually, she found the reporting office.
Entering the hospital gates brought back a familiar feeling: white coats, caps, latex gloves, scalpels, patients in the corridors, children with IV drips. Everything felt so real.
Xiao Yun walked through the corridor to the third-floor surgical clinic. The receptionist was busy with paperwork. Xiao Yun approached her: “Hello, I’m here to report. My name is Xiao Yun.”
The girl looked up, her eyes lingering on Xiao Yun’s face for a few seconds. Xiao Yun thought she hadn’t heard. “Hello,” she introduced herself again.
“Oh, Second Miss! Hello.” The girl stood up. “Please fill out the internship form. I’ll call the Director.”
Xiao Yun took a pen, a notebook, and a set of scrubs. She sat in a corner to fill the form.
“Wow, did you see? That’s the Xiao Second Miss. She’s so beautiful.”
“Did you see the variety show? That figure… even though she’s covered up now, I feel like she’s still wearing that bikini.”
“She looks better than on camera. Her face is so small.”
“Too bad she’s married to Jiang Cha.”
The nurses had been gossiping about her arrival all day. In terms of looks, wealth, and status, even if she was married, there were plenty of girls fantasizing about her.
“Oh, you all look busy! Work must be so relaxing. What are you talking about? Tell me too.”
A middle-aged man in a white coat appeared. He had a “Mediterranean” bald spot that his side-part couldn’t hide. He stood before the nurses with his hands behind his back. He didn’t scold them but spoke with sarcasm, making everyone scurry back to work.
“Director Xu.”
“Oh, am I a Director? I’ve been standing here a long time; I’m just thin air. Not like you all. Xiao He.”
“Director Xu.” Xiao He was the nurse who greeted Xiao Yun.
“You did a great job today.”
“Not at all…”
“I heard you gave a patient an IV and took five tries to find the vein. Your eyesight is truly excellent. Having such talent in this hospital is a supreme honor.”
Xu Min was always like this—never direct with his criticism, always using sarcasm. The nurses were used to it.
Xiao Yun finished the form and approached the desk. “I’m done.”
“You must be Xiao Yun, the Second Miss.” Xu Min walked up and greeted her.
Xiao Yun nodded. Xu Min was in his late forties, wore glasses, was thin, and had clean hands. He looked like a good doctor—the baldness was a sign.
“I’m the Director leading your internship. My name is Xu Min.”
“Hello, Director Xu.” Xiao Yun shook his hand. He had calluses on his palms and fingers—signs of someone who performed many surgeries. Her assessment was correct.
Just as she was happy to have a good mentor, Xu Min mocked her. “Oh, the Second Miss’s hands are so thin and weak. Can you even grip a scalpel?”
Xu Min’s mission was to make life miserable for Xiao Yun so she wouldn’t last a day. The nurses were shocked. He dares to tease the Second Miss?
Xiao Yun raised her hand and looked at her fingers. “Director Xu is joking. These hands are quite strong. There’s nothing weak about them.”
She tightened her grip on Xu Min’s hand. They had a silent struggle, and eventually, Xu Min’s face turned red as he pulled his hand away. “One can’t judge by appearances. The Second Miss has the grip of a tiger-slayer.”
“Director, please call me ‘Intern Xiao’ like the others. I haven’t used the title ‘Second Miss’ in a long time.” She shook out her white coat. “Director, I’ll go change and be right back.”
After changing, Xiao Yun followed Xu Min along with a few other interns. Xu Min found another chance to be sarcastic: “Our Intern Xiao… let me introduce her. It’s her first day and she was so early, and she changes so fast.”
The other interns greeted her. Xiao Yun smiled. In fact, she was fifteen minutes late because she got lost, but on the first day, a little lateness was acceptable. She played dumb to his sarcasm: “Ah, back in school, I was always punctual and fast. Thank you for the compliment, Director.”
Xu Min nearly choked. Does she not understand sarcasm? He grunted: “Let’s go check the emergency wards.”
During the rounds, Xiao Yun confirmed Xu Min was picking on her. At the first ward, the patient had a good impression of Xiao Yun. Xu Min commented: “Xiao Yun is excellent. In school, she dissected a frog, and after the class, the frog jumped away. A medical miracle in the world of dissection.” The patient immediately looked wary of Xiao Yun.
The second patient had a fracture. Xiao Yun touched the arm: “A bit more rest and it will be fine.” As the patient was about to thank her, Xu Min said: “Be careful. In school, Intern Xiao treated a classmate’s fracture that should have taken three days. After her treatment, the classmate spent a whole month in the hospital. The classmate was even grateful afterward.” The patient hurriedly pushed Xiao Yun’s hand away.
Xiao Yun looked at Xu Min with a questioning gaze. He smiled and avoided her eyes, stroking his precious hair as he moved to the next ward. She knew why. The original host was indeed incompetent, and Xu Min was criticizing her past. But instead of pointing it out directly, he was being passive-aggressive. There was only one reason: her father allowed it. They were ruining her reputation among doctors, nurses, and patients so she couldn’t stay.
All afternoon, she followed Xu Min as he criticized her “achievements” from university. Xiao Yun frowned and sat at the ER entrance, deciding to skip the rest of the rounds and think of a plan. Nurses wouldn’t let her help, doctors looked at her sideways, and patients avoided her.
As she sat there, Jiang Cha sent a WeChat: “Are you at the hospital?”
“Mhm.”
“The ad is finished. I’ll pick you up in a bit.”
“Mhm.”
Jiang Cha didn’t want to go home alone and deal with her family, so she was picking Xiao Yun up.
“Do you want anything to eat? I’ll bring some.”
“No, thanks.”
A moment later, Jiang Cha sent a photo of grilled shrimp, grilled tofu skin, and corn porridge.
“Passed a BBQ stall. Bought some snacks for you.”
Xiao Yun energized herself. If I can handle someone as difficult as Jiang Cha, I can handle this!
Fifteen minutes later, a woman in her late twenties rushed into the ER holding a two-month-old baby. The baby was pale, struggling for breath, and unable to cry or cough.
“Doctor! Help!” the woman cried out in despair.
“What happened?”
“My baby can’t breathe! Doctor, save her!” The woman was relatively calm; the incident happened nearby, and she had rushed over.
Xiao Yun rushed forward but was blocked by a nurse. “Call Director Xu!” the nurse shouted into her radio.
The symptoms were clear: the baby had choked on milk, which was blocking the airway. If not cleared immediately, the baby would suffocate.
“Move,” Xiao Yun said sternly to the nurse. By the time Director Xu arrived, it would be too late. She pushed the nurse aside and took the baby. “Give her to me.”
“No, Intern Xiao, don’t—”
“Shut up.” Xiao Yun gave her a sharp glare.
Xiao Yun held the baby face-down on her arm, head lower than the chest, and delivered firm back slaps.
“Doctor, she’s still not reacting!”
“Don’t be afraid.”
When the back slaps didn’t work, Xiao Yun flipped the baby over and performed chest thrusts. She repeated the cycle.
“Two minutes,” came the reply.
In less than a minute, the baby let out a loud cry. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The nurse was stunned. “She’s okay?”
“She’s fine now.” Xiao Yun handed the baby back.
The woman collapsed to the floor in relief, clutching Xiao Yun’s coat. “Doctor, thank you! Thank you!” she sobbed.
“It’s okay, get up.”
Director Xu arrived with several interns, looking confused.
“Don’t cry, it wasn’t your fault. Just be careful next time—don’t hold the baby too flat while feeding. Their airways are small; it’s dangerous if it doesn’t go down smoothly.” Xiao Yun soothed both the baby and the mother.
Xu Min asked the nurse: “Did she save the baby?”
The nurse nodded. “Intern Xiao saved her.”
Jiang Cha had arrived earlier and stood in the crowd, her heart finally settling. In less than two minutes, Xiao Yun had saved a life. The way she stood there, holding the baby with one hand—she looked so cool.
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