Transmigrated As The Cannon Fodder Ex-Wife Of A Scumbag Alpha - Chapter 19.1

And not just once, but many, many times.

Zhao Zhiyi closed his eyes and hypnotized himself: “It’s a dream, it’s a dream, it must be a dream…”

He opened his eyes again. The ceiling was still that snowy white ceiling, the messy room was still that messy room, except now there was someone else in it.

Seeing Meng Ze, Zhao Zhiyi’s first reaction was to kick him, but before his leg could move, he was already gritting his teeth in pain. Meng Ze leaned down to hug him, affectionately kissing the red marks on his shoulder. “Want something to eat?”

Zhao Zhiyi: “…?”

Zhao Zhiyi slowly felt Meng Ze’s forehead. “You don’t have a fever.”

If he didn’t have a fever, how could Meng Ze possibly speak to him in such a gentle and clingy tone?!

Meng Ze rested his forehead against Zhao’s. “Should you have some water first?”

Zhao Zhiyi was still in a daze, but his throat was indeed parched. Feeling that he might be dehydrated, he nodded hesitantly. Meng Ze picked up the glass of water from the bedside table. Just as Zhao Zhiyi was about to take it, Meng Ze took a sip himself, then tilted Zhao’s chin up to pass the water to him mouth to mouth.

As his dry lips and tongue met the warm water, Zhao Zhiyi struggled like a madman, shoving Meng Ze away. “What are you doing?!”

Meng Ze raised a hand and slowly wiped the water from his lips, his gaze toward Zhao actually looking somewhat hurt.

Zhao Zhiyi: “?”

I’m clearly the one who’s hurt here, right?

He took a deep breath, trying his best to calm down. “Just stay right there. Don’t come over.”

Meng Ze was actually quite obedient and didn’t move again.

Zhao Zhiyi scrambled around the bed until he finally found Meng Ze’s phone. After turning it on, he grabbed Meng Ze’s hand to unlock it with his fingerprint and immediately called Dr. Zheng Xinyun: “Hello? Dr. Zheng, it’s me… yes, Zhao Zhiyi. Meng Ze is a bit off right now… very off. What? Last night I… that’s not important!”

Dr. Zheng said, “If you slept with him last night and he’s acting extremely clingy now, that’s normal. An Alpha’s rut is just that kind of mess… If you didn’t sleep with him, I’ll call the police to have him restrained. Such a big thing, how can you say it’s not important?”

Zhao Zhiyi gripped his hair in agony. “…How long will he be like this?”

“Hard to say, everyone’s constitution is different.” Dr. Zheng said while scribbling in a medical record. “In the past, Meng Ze spent his ruts locked away alone, it usually lasts five to seven days. With an Omega present, the time will be shortened. Maybe he’ll be back to normal when he wakes up tomorrow morning? Though it’s also possible it’ll be extended because of previous suppression.”

Zhao Zhiyi stared blankly at a point in the void. “Then, what should I do now?”

“If you’re worried, bring Meng Ze to the hospital for a checkup,” Dr. Zheng said nonchalantly. “If you don’t feel like moving, just stay home and keep him company.”

Zhao Zhiyi: “…Why are you so calm?”

“In what regard?”

“About me and Meng Ze…”

“You two slept together… let me see, you went to Meng Ze’s place at five yesterday afternoon, and now it’s 6:15. You mean why am I so calm about you two rolling around in the sheets for twenty-five hours?”

Zhao Zhiyi bristled: “It wasn’t that long!”

“Mm-hmm, true. Even a non-human like Meng Ze can’t go twenty-five hours non-stop,” Dr. Zheng said. “You’re a married couple, isn’t it normal to do this kind of thing?”

Zhao Zhiyi froze.

That’s right. He and Meng Ze were still legally married. They had slept together once before, and now doing it another five, six, seven, or eight times was… normal?

“Normal my foot!” Zhao Zhiyi knelt on the bed and banged his head against the headboard.

“Does it hurt?” Meng Ze asked.

Zhao Zhiyi said coldly, “The bed is soft, how could it hurt?”

Meng Ze’s gaze fell on his legs covered in red marks. “I mean, doesn’t it hurt your legs to kneel like that?”

Zhao Zhiyi quickly grabbed the sheet to cover himself.

He wrapped himself up like a cabbage. His mind was in a complete mess, and he had no idea how to handle this dramatic situation. Meng Ze moved to unwrap him, and Zhao Zhiyi asked warily, “What are you doing?”

“Eating,” Meng Ze said. “I heard your stomach growling earlier.”

After twenty-five hours without food, he was naturally starving. Zhao Zhiyi rubbed his stomach, and Meng Ze’s previous words suddenly echoed in his mind.

“That night, I arrived here, right?”

At that time, Meng Ze’s fingers had lingered on his lower abdomen as if tracing a shape. Although last night’s memories were hazy, Zhao Zhiyi vaguely remembered Meng Ze hugging him from behind, holding his hand against his abdomen, asking if he could feel it.

“…Help me.” Zhao Zhiyi’s ears turned bright red; he had never wanted to die more than in this moment.

The culprit, however, looked perfectly calm as he picked him up. Zhao Zhiyi lay limp in his arms like a corpse.

He really didn’t have much strength left. Walking by himself would likely be agonizing. Meng Ze carrying him to eat was exactly what he deserved.

Meng Ze, of course, didn’t have any culinary skills, he ordered takeout, which was quite lavish. Starving, Zhao Zhiyi ate half a bowl of porridge before feeling like he’d come back to life. Meng Ze sat across from him, staring at him intently. Zhao Zhiyi: “Aren’t you eating?”

“You eat first.”

Zhao Zhiyi didn’t bother with him and filled his own stomach, thinking it would be best to take Meng Ze to the hospital for a look. What if Dr. Zheng had some way to make Meng Ze’s rut end sooner after checking him?

At this thought, Zhao Zhiyi looked up to speak, only to see Meng Ze eating his leftovers.

Zhao Zhiyi opened his mouth, then closed it again.

Once Meng Ze finished eating, he said, “Let’s go to the hospital.”

“Are you uncomfortable? I cleaned you up, it should be…”

Zhao Zhiyi’s fist tightened. “If you don’t want to get hit, shut up.”

Since Meng Ze was being so obedient now, Zhao Zhiyi acted like a tyrannical dictator: “Go change your clothes now, then we’re going out… Where are my clothes?”

Meng Ze: “In the trash.”

“What?”

“They were ruined,” Meng Ze said. “Turned into a pile of rags. Do you still want them?”

Zhao Zhiyi: “…”

In the end, Zhao Zhiyi wore Meng Ze’s clothes.

Meng Ze looked quite satisfied seeing Zhao Zhiyi swaddled in his oversized clothing, which made Zhao Zhiyi so angry he slapped the back of Meng Ze’s head. “Hurry up and move.”

Meng Ze wanted to carry him downstairs, but Zhao Zhiyi sternly refused, stubbornly walking into the elevator himself. By the time they reached the hospital, it was past eight at night. Dr. Zheng Xinyun was scratching his messy bird’s nest of hair. “Thanks to you two, I’m working overtime voluntarily.”

His gaze lingered on Zhao Zhiyi. “You can still walk on your own. It seems Meng Ze isn’t quite up to the task.”

Zhao Zhiyi: “Dr. Zheng, can you do something related to your profession right now?”

“Ah, right. Meng Ze, come inside with me for a checkup.” Dr. Zheng looked at the paperwork.

Meng Ze didn’t budge.

Dr. Zheng laughed in frustration. “Are you a toddler who’s clingy to his mom and doesn’t want to go to kindergarten?”

Zhao Zhiyi said helplessly, “Go do the checkup with Dr. Zheng. I won’t leave. I’ll wait for you right outside.”

“Even more like it,” Dr. Zheng whistled. “Little Meng Ze, stop looking at your Omega and come inside with the uncle doctor who’s working overtime. Once the checkup is done, the uncle doctor has his own Omega to keep company, okay?”

After finally sending off the clingy “adhesive tape,” Zhao Zhiyi sat on a chair and stared blankly at his phone.

It was his phone with a screen so shattered it could barely be called a screen, yet it was stubbornly still working. It was stuck on the chat interface with Su Jiyu. He looked at Su Jiyu’s messages, unable to think of a reply for the longest time.

Just then, someone came out from nearby, a young couple, it seemed. The Omega was wiping away tears as she walked. “How can you be so heartless? Isn’t this your child too? You told me to get an abortion without even hesitating!”

The Alpha looked completely impatient. “How old am I? What child? Having one would just be a burden! Anyway, I don’t want it.”

The Omega cried even harder. A doctor frowned nearby. “You young people… how many times have we said in health class that you must take precautions if you have intercourse during your heat? It’s very easy to get pregnant. What’s the point of crying now that you’re pregnant? And you… can’t you take some responsibility? Weren’t you the one who got her pregnant?!”

The young couple left, arguing loudly. Zhao Zhiyi sat there as if struck by lightning.

Preg…nant?

Omegas can get pregnant! He had completely forgotten about that!

Yesterday, influenced by Meng Ze’s pheromones, he had been forced into heat. What was worse was that Meng Ze hadn’t taken any precautions. Doesn’t that mean he’s now?!

Zhao Zhiyi clutched his stomach, wanting to bash his head against a wall.

“What’s wrong? Your face is deathly pale.” Dr. Zheng walked out with Meng Ze. “His vitals are quite normal, it’ll be fine once the rut passes. His personality will be quite different these few days, so it’ll be hard on you… Eh? Why are you looking at me like that?”

Zhao Zhiyi grabbed Dr. Zheng’s hem, his face looking like ash. “Can you… can you prescribe me some birth control?”

Dr. Zheng: “…?”

He closed the file. “Isn’t the Meng family waiting for a grandchild? Why are you taking birth control?”

“No time to explain,” Zhao Zhiyi said. “Just let me take it first.”

Meng Ze frowned. “You won’t get pregnant.”

“You’re not allowed to speak!” Zhao Zhiyi was full of anxiety. As a man, he obviously wouldn’t get pregnant, but as an Omega?! He couldn’t imagine his belly getting big with a child inside.

He would definitely have nightmares!

“I didn’t ‘knot’ or leave a permanent mark in your reproductive cavity, so you won’t get pregnant,” Meng Ze said. “You can ask Zheng Xinyun.”

Zhao Zhiyi asked blankly, “‘Knot’? Isn’t that something only dogs.” He stared at Meng Ze as his worldview shattered. “So you’re actually a dog?!”

“Hahahahahaha!” Dr. Zheng was having a blast, leaning against the door frame. “Meng Ze said you lack physiological common sense, and it’s true. However, if he didn’t knot or permanently mark your reproductive cavity, you indeed won’t get pregnant. No need to worry.”

Zhao Zhiyi wasn’t entirely convinced.

The way Meng Ze went at it last night… he really won’t get pregnant? What if Meng Ze took advantage of him while he was unconscious…

“Your reproductive cavity is too small, you cry whenever I try to enter.” Meng Ze’s brows were tightly knit as he pulled back his collar. “These are all from your bites. Seeing how much you resisted, I didn’t…”

Dr. Zheng saw a row of bleeding teeth marks on Meng Ze’s shoulder and whistled again. “Ooh.”

Zhao Zhiyi covered Meng Ze’s mouth, sweating profusely. “There’s no need to say that kind of thing out loud, right??”

Meng Ze grabbed his wrist and kissed his palm. “Then I won’t say it.”

Zhao Zhiyi pulled his hand back as if he’d been burned, then asked desperately, “Dr. Zheng, are you sure he’s normal right now?? Why do I feel like something’s wrong with his brain??”

Dr. Zheng: “An Alpha’s rut is just like this. If it’s not the brain having issues, it’s the lower half. Relatively speaking, having issues with the brain is easier to accept, right?”

Zhao Zhiyi: “…”

“Well, I wish you two a happy and loving life?” Dr. Zheng checked his watch. “I’m off work. Goodbye.”

Zhao Zhiyi watched helplessly as Dr. Zheng walked away coolly, leaving him feeling small, pitiful, and helpless next to Meng Ze.

Although Meng Ze looked very obedient now, Zhao Zhiyi felt that the way Meng Ze looked at him was full of aggression, like… a sated predator keeping its captured prey, not eating it immediately only because it was saving it for the next meal.

Zhao Zhiyi really wanted to quit. His finger lingered on Su Jiyu’s avatar, wanting for the 108th time to have Su Jiyu take over this mess.

“What are you thinking?” Meng Ze suddenly hugged his waist from behind, resting his chin on Zhao’s shoulder. His sharp gaze fell on that dark avatar. “Thinking of contacting another Alpha?”

“What do you mean ‘another Alpha’? He’s…” Zhao Zhiyi had a headache and gave up.

In Meng Ze’s current state, forget about Alphas, if a passing Omega even looked at Zhao Zhiyi too many times, he would glare them to death. If he called Su Jiyu over now and Meng Ze beat him up in his abnormal state, once he cleared up, the debt would still be blamed on Zhao Zhiyi. Why bother seeking trouble?

“Forget it, let’s go home.” Zhao Zhiyi tilted his head back, his heart feeling like dead ash. “So tired. Let’s go home and sleep.”

“Okay.”

Zhao Zhiyi turned and walked a few steps, then suddenly paused.

He turned his head in shock. “…Why are you holding my hand?”

It wasn’t that he hadn’t touched Meng Ze’s hand last night, Meng Ze had even forced their fingers to interlace. But this was the first time he was properly holding hands with Meng Ze.

It felt like the first step of a relationship carefully taking a loved one’s hand, face turning red and heart beating like a drum.

“Don’t you like it?” Meng Ze squeezed his fingers.

Zhao Zhiyi: “I don’t like it.”

Acting as if nothing happened, Meng Ze continued walking while leading him along, saying, “I like it.”

Zhao Zhiyi: “.”

Even in his rut, he was still an utterly dictatorial superior.

Zhao Zhiyi had no energy left and didn’t bother arguing with Meng Ze. After all, he would just be suppressed by force in the end.

Zhao Zhiyi soon realized he couldn’t just stay at home with Meng Ze because whenever no one else was around, Meng Ze would try to lure him to bed. Zhao Zhiyi locked Meng Ze out of the door and stood before the mirror applying a suppressor patch. Meng Ze didn’t throw a tantrum or bang on the door, instead, he was unusually quiet.