Does An Inferior Omega Also Have To Marry First, Then Fall In Love? - Chapter 48

Chapter 48: Shortly After the Celebration Banquet

Shortly after the celebration banquet, Ji Qingyu had his last medical appointment in Jiang City. The light was bright outside the hospital window. Ji Qingyu held his medical record, and Fu Han was beside him.

“Your gland condition is stable now, but you will need another surgery later,” the doctor said. “You may have to return to Jing City. The surgery is too complex, and we don’t have the confidence to perform it here.”

This day had finally come. His glands were too fragile. Without intervention, no one knew what might happen. He definitely needed another surgery.

The surgical principle was very complicated. The doctor explained for a long time. In short, it was to stimulate the function-damaged gland for secondary development, enabling it to secrete hormones and maintain the body’s balance.

Ji Qingyu nodded, understanding only vaguely.

“How high is the risk?” Fu Han asked.

“The risk is very high, but the Madame’s body must undergo this surgery. Otherwise, let alone the child, his own bodily functions will gradually fail,” the doctor delivered the ultimatum.

Ji Qingyu lowered his gaze, his body trembling slightly. Was this the final test God was giving him, or another cruel joke, pushing him to the bottom?

He had seen too many accidents and instances of impermanence. Lin Ying’s death was one such case—a fatal blow delivered when hope was highest. Was this going to be the same?

Innumerable thoughts flashed through Ji Qingyu’s mind. Finally, he managed to squeeze out a question: “What is the approximate chance of success?”

The doctor paused, adjusted his glasses, and answered truthfully: “Less than thirty percent.”

The consultation room fell into silence. After a long while, Ji Qingyu finally found his voice. It was very soft, yet steady.

“Is there a safer way? For example, waiting until the child is born before doing the surgery?” Ji Qingyu wanted to struggle a little longer. With such a small probability, should he drag the child to die with him? The child was innocent, so tiny now, having never seen the light of the world, having experienced nothing. He didn’t want to drag him down.

The doctor was silent for a while, his expression also becoming somewhat saddened: “If the surgery is not performed, your body will become increasingly unstable as the child develops, eventually leading to a complete collapse. You likely won’t survive until the child’s birth.”

Ji Qingyu knew what hormonal imbalance meant for an Omega: the entire body rapidly failing, losing essential functions, and decaying to death. Ji Qingyu hadn’t realized that the six years he thought he could endure would leave such a devastating consequence.

He curled his fingers, taking deep breaths continuously.

“I apologize for having to deliver such cruel news,” the doctor added. “However, there have been cases of good recovery. We, along with the hospital in Jing City, will do our utmost.”

“Understood. Thank you for your trouble,” Ji Qingyu said slowly. Fu Han remained completely silent. When they walked out of the consultation room, Ji Qingyu realized Fu Han was watching him. Fu Han said in a deep voice, “I’m here. Nothing will happen.”

Fu Han embraced Ji Qingyu with his broad chest, his hand covering Ji Qingyu’s subtly trembling one. Ji Qingyu could smell the green plum scent on him, and the warmth of his skin continuously transferred over. Ji Qingyu slowly calmed down.

It was amazing. Fu Han, a person who easily brought chaos and conflict, now made him feel incredibly safe.

Leaning in Fu Han’s arms, he wondered if he should arrange all his affairs, just in case, just in case he wouldn’t have the chance to do so later.

He didn’t have many possessions. All his money would be left to the child. Who else could he leave his other things to? Leaving them all to Fu Han would be too cruel.

Ji Qingyu’s lips trembled, and he finally managed a weak smile, turning his face to the side. His light brown hair fell away, making his profile look paler. He said with a sigh, “Then I’ll take your blessings.”

Winter was setting in Jing City. The weather was cold when the plane flew back. The surgery date had been set for one week later. Ji Qingyu had a series of pre-operative physical exams to undergo. He lay on the hospital bed, staring at the wall.

Fu Han stayed with him, releasing soothing pheromones to make him feel slightly more at ease. The hospital gown was not as comfortable as his own clothes. He disliked hospitals, yet after becoming an adult, it felt like his second home. He curved his lips, smiling helplessly.

After returning to Jing City, Luo Sheng was the first to visit him. He came with Nannan. The moment he saw Ji Qingyu, his eyes turned red. Nannan was wearing a pink woolen coat, rushing into Ji Qingyu’s arms like a snow-white fluff ball.

Ji Qingyu hadn’t expected to reunite in this way. It was too embarrassing. Lying in bed, watching Luo Sheng and Nannan, he suddenly felt like a lifetime had passed.

Luo Sheng looked at Ji Qingyu, just about to speak, when the door behind him was suddenly pushed open with a loud creak, hitting the wall. An uninvited guest had arrived.

“A Sheng?” It was a very familiar voice. The moment he heard it, Luo Sheng’s body stiffened. A familiar figure stood at the ward doorway. The person Luo Sheng least wanted to see in this lifetime appeared at the door in the most unexpected way.

A fissure appeared on Fu Yunbai’s face. Luo Sheng froze for a few seconds, then grabbed the nearest fruit and threw it. Fu Yunbai turned his head to dodge. Remembering there were juniors present, Luo Sheng spoke first: “Outside.”

He walked out of the room ahead of time, brushing past Fu Yunbai. Fu Yunbai didn’t say a word, following silently behind.

“Is everything okay?” Ji Qingyu looked toward the door with worry.

“Let the older generation deal with their own issues,” Fu Han said. “Mom probably foresaw this day.”

“No, I’m still worried.” Ji Qingyu recalled the empty syringes and frowned, flipping over to get out of bed. He leaned on Fu Han: “I’ll go take a look. Wait here for me.”

“I’ll go with you,” Fu Han replied.

“Me too!” Unable to dissuade Nannan, the three of them went together to find them.

The weather had turned cold. Ji Qingyu put on a fuzzy coat. The cold air continually seeped into his body. They searched along the corridor and quickly found the two at a hospital corner.

Luo Sheng was dressed carelessly and casually. Wrapped in a cheap down jacket, his chin buried in a slightly pilled second-hand scarf, he looked like a perfectly ordinary middle-aged man. Standing opposite him, Fu Yunbai was impeccably dressed. His neatly tailored clothes made him seem unapproachable, refined down to the last suit button.

“You left me and ended up like this?” He frowned, wanting to reach out and brush away Luo Sheng’s scattered hair, but Luo Sheng swatted his hand away.

“That’s all thanks to you,” Luo Sheng’s tone was unusually cold.

“There are bodyguards outside. Do you think you can still run away today?” Fu Yunbai sneered. His expression was intently focused on Luo Sheng. “You’ve changed so much. I almost didn’t recognize you, little A Sheng.”

The nickname sounded somewhat intimate, but Luo Sheng showed no reaction, only hatred, disgust, and even… loathing toward the person in front of him.

“Then just try. Let’s see if I can run a second time,” Luo Sheng gritted his teeth, spitting out the complete sentence word by word.

Fu Yunbai remained expressionless, watching Luo Sheng intently: “You are still the same, so stubborn.”

“I warn you, don’t make a scene in front of the children,” Luo Sheng shot back.

“Haven’t you made enough scenes in front of me?” Fu Yunbai smiled sarcastically, reaching out without hesitation to grab Luo Sheng. But Luo Sheng quickly took a ballpoint pen from his pocket and held it against his own neck.

Fu Yunbai’s expression finally changed. He slightly widened his eyes, reaching out to press down on Luo Sheng’s neck. The ballpoint pen created a horrific gash on Fu Han’s hand.

Outside the window, the old tree, countless years old, had shed all its leaves. The few remaining ones swayed in the cold wind.

“Are you crazy?” The Alpha’s tone finally changed.

“Fu Yunbai, if you dare provoke me again, I will kill myself.”

Ji Qingyu covered Nannan’s eyes and retreated to the room.

“Gege, do they love each other or hate each other? Uncle Luo Sheng is never this fierce to anyone,” Nannan asked, clutching Ji Qingyu’s hand, confused.

“Who knows,” Ji Qingyu shook his head.

The matter between them was likely incomprehensible to anyone outside of themselves.

After a while, Luo Sheng returned to the ward, hastily said goodbye, and left.

Sensing Ji Qingyu’s worry, Fu Han comforted him: “Don’t worry. Now, whether it’s you or Mom, I can protect you.”

The following days involved endless check-ups. Ji Qingyu tried to catch his breath between the various complex tests. Bored, he picked up the remote control by the table and turned on the TV, planning to find a soap opera to pass the time.

He didn’t find a soap opera, but there was a ton of news about Ji Ran. He hadn’t only calculated against Ji Qingyu all these years but had a long list of crimes. Under Fu Han’s vigorous push, he was finally sentenced. He would likely spend the rest of his life in prison.

Simultaneously, a staggering amount of compensation was demanded, an astonishingly large sum. The contract termination fees alone were astronomical. Even more embarrassing was that the person who reported and exposed him was actually Fu Yunsheng, the old lover he thought he could control.

Ji Qingyu watched the report. Ji Ran was still managing to smile during the court hearing, but the supplemental evidence piled up, slamming relentlessly into his face. His insincere smile finally faltered. Finally, his expression turned utterly cold the moment he saw Fu Yunsheng.

Entertainment bloggers reported the news extensively. Ji Qingyu was watching with great interest when the phone next to him rang. It was truly impossible not to jinx people. The screen displayed a long-unseen name.

Ji Ran.

Ji Qingyu stared at the two words for a few seconds, then answered. Ji Ran was somewhere without any background noise until someone urged him. He then spoke: “I want to see you one last time.”

“Where are you?” Ji Qingyu still had an indwelling needle in his hand. The hospital had endless tests. He hadn’t thought about Ji Ran for a long time. Regarding his dear brother, he honestly felt it was best never to meet again in this lifetime.

“Songshan Road No. 2 Prison in the suburbs of Jing City,” Ji Ran wanted to say more, but a cold voice beside him said, “Time’s up.”

“I’ll be waiting for you,” Ji Ran left with a final sentence, like a cold, raw sigh. Beep. The call ended.