This Alpha Is So Devoted to His Wife - Chapter 94

He was suddenly woken up in the middle of the night by a painful leg cramp.

“…Ugh.”

Lu Xinghe woke instantly when he heard movement beside him. He sat up and saw Duan Yuluo curled up, holding his leg. He knew right away it was a cramp and quickly grabbed his calf: “Don’t curl up; straighten your leg.”

“Wait, wait, wait, don’t pull! It hurts like hell.” Duan Yuluo felt agony when he straightened his leg. This was more painful than cramps he’d had before pregnancy, because the pain also violently pulled at his abdomen. His eyes went red from the pain, and he grabbed Lu Xinghe’s arm with one hand.

Lu Xinghe knew how awful cramps were. He helped Duan Yuluo lie down, reached out, pulled open the bedside table on his side, took out the heated blanket, plugged it in, and placed it under Duan Yuluo’s cramped right calf. While waiting for it to heat up, he held the calf muscle, made the leg straight, and gripped the sole of his foot to press it forward.

He pressed forward little by little, worried that pressing too hard at once would be unbearable for Duan Yuluo.

He watched Duan Yuluo’s expression. Seeing his tears about to fall, he didn’t dare to use force, but without force, the cramp was hard to relieve. He could only soothe him: “Just hold on a little longer. It’ll be fine after I rub it.”

Duan Yuluo hugged the nearest pillow in pain, his belly also twitching. Finally, he couldn’t hold back and buried his face in the pillow, crying out loud.

“…Heaven help me.”

However carefree he was during the day, that was how much he wanted to cry when the discomfort hit at night.

Lu Xinghe was amused by his cry of ‘Heaven help me’: “That’s why I told you to drink more milk.”

“Then I’ll drink it now,” Duan Yuluo said, letting Lu Xinghe continue to relieve the cramp in his leg. He looked listlessly at the ceiling, clutching his pregnant belly: “…I want Sun to come out quickly. Stop torturing me.”

Lu Xinghe leaned down and kissed his cramped calf: “Sun won’t bear to see Papa working so hard. He will definitely be good.”

“…Hiss, he kicked me.” Duan Yuluo felt a kick on the hand he had placed on his belly. The cramp pain was already bad enough, but now his belly hurt too, making him even sadder. He choked up and placed his other foot between Lu Xinghe’s legs, stomping on the culprit.

The cool foot placed on top allowed Lu Xinghe to clearly feel its shape, even through his thin loungewear.

Lu Xinghe pressed down on the wayward foot: “Are you going to take responsibility if you wake him up?”

“I’m lending you my foot,” Duan Yuluo replied with a hint of revenge in his tone.

“I treat you so well, and you’re so fierce to me.” Lu Xinghe placed the calf, which was mostly massaged, onto the heating blanket, wrapping the blanket around his leg to relieve the soreness following the cramp: “Sun will know when he comes out and will feel sorry for Papa, and he won’t be good to Pa-bi.”

“No way,” Duan Yuluo said. He put both hands on his belly and gently patted it, feeling the little one moving inside, likely having heard them talking: “I’m so good to Sun. Sun will definitely side with me.”

Lu Xinghe chuckled softly: “It’s best if he sides with you.”

Hearing this, Duan Yuluo asked: “Didn’t you just say he wouldn’t be good to me?”

“He’s your child. If he doesn’t side with you, who should he side with? He can’t side with me. I’m not as great as Pa-bi, carrying him for ten months, and working so hard,” Lu Xinghe said, kneading the sole of Duan Yuluo’s foot, his tone gentle: “You are the one I love most, and I’m happy to be second.”

Duan Yuluo stopped talking and turned his head to stare at him.

As he watched, he gently nudged Lu Xinghe’s thigh with his left foot.

Lu Xinghe’s lower back tensed up. The naughty fellow nearly woke up. He quickly pressed down on Duan Yuluo’s cool foot and said helplessly: “Stop messing around.”

“I want it,” Duan Yuluo said.

Lu Xinghe grasped his legs, raised an eyebrow, and smiled: “Seriously?”

“Mhm,” Duan Yuluo nodded: “I can definitely keep steady this time.”

Time flew, and it was time for another follow-up visit to the Chinese Medical Clinic.

The traditional Chinese medicine clinic, which had originally opened in a small alley, had grown and flourished. The new clinic was now named Wen’s Medical Hall and specialized in Gynecology and Prenatal Care, becoming a highly sought-after destination.

Many people struggling with infertility traveled long distances to visit.

A few months later, they would return for a follow-up, having conceived, like pilgrims fulfilling a vow, and spread the word, turning Wen’s Medical Hall into the “Baby-Gifting Clinic.”

And the clinic certainly had the expertise. Those who sought treatment were almost always able to conceive successfully after a few courses of treatment; it was impossible not to believe.

“Now you have to queue up to get an appointment with Doctor Wen.”

Wen Yu was taking Duan Yuluo’s pulse. Seeing his rosy complexion, he smiled: “Of course, you don’t have to, after all, this clinic owes its growth and success to you, our distinguished benefactor.”

Duan Yuluo knew what he was referring to—it was the time he had unintentionally lent a helping hand by taking his partner, who was in labor, to the hospital. He also learned that his partner was part of the Secondary Differentiation Gene Defect Screening Program and was a special pregnancy case, so he arranged for the best medical care.

And because Wen Yu had helped him by prescribing medicine to relieve morning sickness and treat night blindness, Lu Xinghe had the idea to invest in Wen’s Medical Hall.

After all, in this market, the person with real skills is the most crucial asset.

Lu Xinghe sat to the side. Seeing Wen Yu feel Duan Yuluo’s pulse for a long time, he said: “He seems to be able to faintly see a little in the dark recently.”

Duan Yuluo nodded: “Yes, before, it was basically impossible for me to see anything clearly when I went out at night, but now I can see outlines.”

Wen Yu ‘hmmed,’ and withdrew his hand from taking the pulse: “You can continue to drink that tea. While the treatment won’t be fast, it will slowly take effect, and the tea has no side effects during pregnancy.”

“Then I shouldn’t have any major problems, right?” Duan Yuluo still asked worriedly.

Wen Yu: “How many weeks pregnant are you now?”

Lu Xinghe said: “35 weeks.”

Wen Yu looked at the AO couple before him and offered some advice: “To be safe, if you experience frequent lower abdominal pain, go to the hospital immediately.”

Duan Yuluo frowned: “What do you mean?” His due date was 40 weeks.

“I may not be able to read the pulse accurately, so this is just a reminder,” Wen Yu said, without an anxious look on his face; instead, he was calm. He smiled: “Don’t worry too much. Just seek immediate medical attention if frequent contractions occur.”

After the consultation, they collected several courses of the herbal tea bags and left the clinic.

As they walked down the steps, a young woman leading her child walked toward them.

The little boy, about four or five years old, was holding a balloon and skipped up the steps. He happened to notice Duan Yuluo’s large pregnant belly, stopped curiously, walked over, looked up, and asked: “Mister, are you an Omega?”

After all, in a child’s early understanding, anyone who could get pregnant, regardless of gender, was an Omega.

Duan Yuluo smiled and patted the little boy’s head: “Yes, I am.”

“Then is that a little brother in your tummy?” the boy innocently asked.

Lu Xinghe, standing nearby: “…It’s a little sister.”

Duan Yuluo couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

The little boy didn’t say anything more and was pulled away by his mother. As they walked away, he quietly whispered to his mother: “Mommy, I think it’s a little brother.”

The young woman lowered her voice: “Shh, don’t let them hear you. Brother or sister, it’s all the same.”

The voices of the adult and child faded as they walked into the clinic.

Duan Yuluo smiled and withdrew his gaze. He turned around, meeting Lu Xinghe’s eyes, who was staring at the backs of the child and mother: “Brother or sister, it’s all the same. Don’t worry too much about it.”

Saying this, he patted the back of Lu Xinghe’s head to comfort him.

After all, he had been dreaming of a daughter for a long time.

“I’m not worried. I was just thinking that if it were a daughter, she’d be more caring,” Lu Xinghe said, putting his arm around Duan Yuluo’s shoulder. They slowly walked down the steps.

“Who says boys aren’t caring? Was I not good to you when I was little? I always thought of you. I would also apologize to you proactively when I did something wrong. I never caused you trouble.”

It was a clear, sunny afternoon, and the warm sunlight of early spring bathed the ground.

There was a peach tree in the flower bed at the bottom of the clinic steps. A breeze blew, shaking the peach blossoms on the tree. The petals spun and fell, covering the ground with flowers and carrying a faint scent.

Duan Yuluo saw it and seemed to recall his childhood: “Xinghe, do you remember? When we were little, you yelled at me because I jumped off the steps of the bus.”

Lu Xinghe looked at the petals scattered on the ground, knowing what he was referring to. He looked at him and smiled: “I didn’t yell at you. I just warned you. My tone wasn’t even fierce; you were just being sensitive.”

Duan Yuluo was speechless for a few seconds, then said: “And then I got angry.”

The two of them walked to the flower bed.

“Yes, and you ran away,” Lu Xinghe said. He took off his jacket and placed it on the stone bench, helping Duan Yuluo sit down so he wouldn’t get too cold.

Duan Yuluo leaned back in the chair, looking at the falling peach blossoms. Every petal seemed to evoke countless memories of the past, just like when he emptied all the clothes from his backpack, stood under the tree, and gathered all the fallen blossoms into the backpack to apologize to Lu Xinghe and make him happy.

He laughed out loud: “I was so clever back then, to think of putting the flowers in my backpack to apologize to you.”

Lu Xinghe sat side-by-side with Duan Yuluo. His peripheral gaze fell upon his smile, which was as bright as a flower, filled with deep affection and indulgence. The reflection of his face in Lu Xinghe’s eyes merged with that of the child who called him ‘Brother Xinghe’ twenty-two years ago.

He was the little toy he had loved since childhood.

He laughed, leaned back against the stone bench, and looked up at the bright, sunny, cloudless sky above: “Baby, you probably don’t know this, but when I was little, I told my dad I wanted to marry you.”

“Huh?” Duan Yuluo looked at Lu Xinghe in astonishment, with a look that said, ‘You were that precocious?’

“Seriously, but my dad said the weather that day wasn’t good. He said we should wait for a sunny, beautiful day to go talk to your dad.”

“And then?”

Lu Xinghe turned his head, met Duan Yuluo’s curious eyes, braced his hand on his thigh, leaned in slowly, placed a gentle kiss on his lips, and then quietly laughed: “Then my dad forgot, but I always remembered. I was determined to be with you on a bright, sunny day when I grew up.”

Duan Yuluo lowered his eyes and chuckled: “Lu Xinghe, you were quite precocious.”

“Because I really like you. I especially, especially love you,” Lu Xinghe said, putting his arm around his shoulder and pulling him into a hug: “When I was little, I just wanted to take you home. Now my wish has come true, and I get to bring one more little person home.”

He had achieved all his most beautiful dreams in life on this day.

His life was now complete.

Duan Yuluo was also deeply touched by this sudden outpouring of emotion. His childhood friend, the person he had a crush on in high school, had grown up to become his Alpha, and now they had a baby.

How many moments in life can be this wonderful?

Being with Lu Xinghe right now was the best moment.

“Shall we go home?” Lu Xinghe asked with a smile.

Duan Yuluo nodded: “Mhm, let’s go—” His voice stopped abruptly. He instantly clutched his stomach, his face turning deathly pale. He looked at Lu Xinghe in shock: “…My stomach hurts so much…”

And the pain was coming in waves.

Lu Xinghe’s expression instantly darkened. He remembered what Wen Yu had just said. Without a second’s delay, he immediately picked up Duan Yuluo and hurried to the parking lot.

He drove to the hospital at the fastest possible speed.

Fortunately, Wen’s Medical Hall was not far from Galaxy Hospital; it was only a five-minute drive.

Duan Yuluo sat in the passenger seat, enduring the pain, but even amid the contractions, he managed to call his family.

At the hospital, the obstetric doctors hurried along the corridor.

“Yes, these signs indicate preterm labor. He needs to be delivered by C-section.”

No one expected that one second the couple was talking sweetly, and the next, their child was about to be born.

In the Obstetric Operating Room.

Duan Yuluo lay on the operating table. After receiving the anesthesia, he didn’t feel the intense pain. He looked up at the white incandescent lamp above, tightly gripping Lu Xinghe’s hand: “…Lu Xinghe, don’t shake your hand. If you shake, I’ll get nervous.”

Lu Xinghe, dressed in sterile scrubs, had red eyes. The hand holding Duan Yuluo’s was trembling. He couldn’t believe that even with all his care, his wife had gone into preterm labor.

The surgery hadn’t started yet.

He leaned down, cupped Duan Yuluo’s face, and kissed him: “I’m here with you, baby. You can do it.”

Duan Yuluo: “Actually, you should cheer for the doctor. I’m having a C-section.”

Lu Xinghe felt even more like crying when he heard this. How much must it hurt to have a cut across the belly?

One hour later—

The sound of a baby crying came from the operating room.

“Congratulations to both of you, it’s a little young master, five pounds and four ounces.”

Duan Yuluo, still groggy from the anesthetic, felt a tiny, fleshy being being placed on him. He glanced at it—the little chili pepper—it was a son. He then looked at Lu Xinghe, who looked like he wanted to smile and cry at the same time.

Because Sun was a premature baby, the nurse quickly took him to the incubator.

Lu Xinghe didn’t pay too much attention to anything else and first kissed his wife: “You worked hard, baby.”

“It’s a son,” Duan Yuluo said.

Lu Xinghe: “I know. Don’t say anything more. I love you the most.”

Duan Yuluo: “Don’t be like that. Sun is so cute. It’s no big deal if he wears a little dress.”

Lu Xinghe’s eyes welled up. He was still overwhelmed with emotion that Sun had been born so suddenly. He leaned down and kissed Duan Yuluo again: “Baby, thank you for your hard work.”

The long-awaited child had finally arrived.

And so, the first baby of the fifth generation of the Chu-Luo family was born.

His formal name was Duan Yanchu, with Yan  meaning inkstone, representing scholarly refinement, and Chu  from the phrase “Rén zhi chū, xìng běn shàn” ( At the beginning, man’s nature is good), implying exceptional talent, goodness as a foundation, and never forgetting one’s original intention.

His nickname was Little Sun, which came from the weather on the day that Papa fell in love with Pa-bi at first sight.

Although Little Sun was born prematurely, he grew up strong and healthy with the meticulous care of his family and fathers, becoming a sweet little darling beloved by everyone.

Because there were too many little dresses at home, under the guidance of his fathers’ gender education and the excellent virtue of thriftiness, Little Sun knew he was a boy, but he wore the little dresses at home every day to be economical and thrifty, going to his Ultraman room to feed every Ultraman.

“Slurp, slurp, slurp, time to eat~”

Unfailingly, three meals a day.

He was affectionately nicknamed, Ultraman Little Barbie.

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