Pregnant After Healing the Alpha-Chapter 275 - 265: If I’m Pregnant, Theres No Way You Could Be Pregnant

Chapter 275: Chapter 265: If I’m Pregnant, There’s No Way You Could Be Pregnant

Qiao Jing didn’t even glance at Xu Moqian, continuing with her work at hand.

“It seems you’re really quite idle,” she noted.

Xu Moqian shrugged his shoulders, found a stool to sit, and said, “I heard from the old man that you guys have been working on a project recently, so I came to check on the progress. Wait a moment, why do you look so pale?”

He swallowed the rest of his words as soon as he noticed Qiao Jing’s pallor.

Qiao Jing’s stomach clenched again, and she bent over, clutching her mouth, her face growing paler as she retched several times.

She knew this was a normal reaction to pregnancy, but having Xu Moqian witness it twice, she was sure he was going to come up with his own wild theories again.

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Just when Qiao Jing felt a bit better and was ready to get back to work, the urge to vomit surged once more.

She rushed to the bathroom and retched into the sink for a while.

Seeing her like this, Xu Moqian didn’t even have time to speak before he hurriedly poured a cup of hot water for Qiao Jing and brought over a pack of tissues.

After a moment, Qiao Jing’s stomach eased somewhat after drinking the hot water, and she went back to her seat to rest for a bit before continuing with her work.

Xu Moqian, sitting nearby, couldn’t understand why Qiao Jing was suddenly like this. He didn’t plan on puzzling it out and decided to just ask her directly.

“What’s actually wrong with you? Both times I’ve come by you’ve felt like vomiting?”

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Xu Moqian said jokingly, “Could it be that you think there’s some kind of smell on me? Only after smelling it you feel nauseous?”

After he finished speaking, he put on a hurt expression and sniffed himself to confirm there was no odor, then grumbled to himself.

“I shower every day, and I neither smoke nor eat anything with a strong flavor, so where could any smell be coming from?”

Listening to him, Qiao Jing couldn’t help but find it slightly amusing; she had to admit, his imagination was quite rich indeed.

But if she denied it, then Xu Moqian would just assume she was pregnant, so Qiao Jing simply chose not to respond to him.

Seeing that Qiao Jing was ignoring him, Xu Moqian overturned his previous suggestion himself.

“No, that’s not right, if you found me disgusting, you would’ve started vomiting earlier, but this is something recent, could it be—”

Xu Moqian suddenly thought of something, his eyes widening as he stared at Qiao Jing, unable to finish his sentence.

The idea that Qiao Jing might be pregnant jumped into his mind again. Initially, he had dismissed this guess, which is why he had joked that it was his own fault this time.

But Qiao Jing retching again forced him to reconsider his suspicion. Who would just retch for no reason?

Xu Moqian opened his mouth.

“Could it be that you’re really pregnant?”

Not in the mood to deal with Xu Moqian, Qiao Jing turned a page of the research material and read carefully.

Xu Moqian was shocked by the thought in his mind—last time, he could claim it was because Qiao Jing wasn’t feeling well, but vomiting again this time?

This made him more convinced of his suspicion, and he took on the air of someone determined to get to the bottom of the matter, pestering Qiao Jing.

“Your silence means consent! Sister Jing, say something to me, even one word is fine. Don’t let it be like what I’m imagining?!”

Throughout his talk, Xu Moqian kept staring at Qiao Jing’s stomach, but still, he received no response.

Now Xu Moqian grew even more agitated, his voice rising considerably, his mouth agape as if he could almost stuff an egg into it.

“No way? Really? Damn, I need to go and settle things with Zhan Qipei!”

His Sister Jing, she was actually, pregnant!

That dog of a man, Zhan Qipei, was truly unworthy of his Sister Jing!!

Xu Moqian immediately rolled up his sleeves in a fighting gesture, mumbling under his breath.

“That dog, Zhan Qipei, how dare he?”

Qiao Jing just felt Xu Moqian was being incredibly noisy and furrowed her brows.

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“If you keep making noise, I’ll throw you out, and don’t you ever come back to the research institute.”

Xu Moqian finally calmed down, closed his mouth, worried that Qiao Jing might really stop letting him come to the research institute in the future.

He had also not taken his eyes off Qiao Jing’s stomach, and Xu Moqian was still curious. Was Qiao Jing really pregnant or not? Did she not want to deal with him or was she actually pregnant?

Xu Moqian felt stuck in the middle of the question, neither here nor there, so he decided to ask Qiao Jing once more.

“Sister Jing, are you actually pregnant or not?”

This time, Xu Moqian finally got a response.

——A roll of the eyes.

After rolling her eyes at Xu Moqian, Qiao Jing couldn’t be bothered to talk to him.

That eye roll seemed to act like a tranquilizer shot for Xu Moqian; he thought about it carefully.

He knew it, he was just making a big deal out of nothing. As a modern independent and strong-willed woman, how could Qiao Jing possibly be pregnant?

Finally, Xu Moqian breathed a sigh of relief, and his face returned to its usual expression.

“Indeed, as such a formidable woman, even if I were pregnant, it would be impossible for you to be.”

Qiao Jing, hearing this, paused and gave Xu Moqian a speechless look.

What did that mean? Was he saying she looked sturdy or what? Was he implying she couldn’t get pregnant?

Does he have a death wish?

“You can go back, I need to work now.”

Xu Moqian, having been given the boot, was stunned. When she worked, she wouldn’t notice anything outside her window and was completely immersed in her work; no one could disturb her.

He had sat beside Qiao Jing watching her work before, but how come she suddenly wanted him to leave today?

“But Sister Jing, me staying here while you worked never bothered you before.”

Qiao Jing stared at Xu Moqian for a while, then shifted her gaze to the door, her meaning was quite clear.

This time, Xu Moqian feared she would tell the old master and accuse him of interrupting her work, which would surely lead to incessant nagging, so he chose to leave.

“Alright then, I won’t disturb your work, I’m heading back first.”

It was only after Xu Moqian had left that Qiao Jing’s gaze returned from following him, and the nausea she had been suppressing surged uncontrollably.

She quickly walked to the bathroom, bent over the sink, and vomited for a while.

When she raised her head, Qiao Jing saw in the mirror that her lips had turned pale, and her complexion somewhat haggard.

The pregnancy nausea was too intense.

Qiao Jing put aside her work; as a doctor, she knew she needed to rest. If she continued working, the pregnancy nausea might get even worse.

She left the research institute and took a cab home to rest.

Zhan Nanqing was having a rare day off at home today, not going to work, when Su Manhan insisted on dragging her to Qiao Jing’s house for a surprise inspection. She wanted to check the cleanliness to see if her brother was being mistreated.

She was becoming more and more speechless with her own mother, who also wanted to check if her brother was being neglected.

How could that be possible? She could tell her brother had gained a few pounds.

Besides, they had already shared a meal cooked by Qiao Jing, which was better than the food made by the expensive chef at their home.

If that was considered “mistreatment,” then she would also like to stay at Qiao Jing’s place to be “mistreated” as well.

As soon as Qiao Jing arrived home, she went to the toilet, where she dry heaved over the sink for a while, but nothing came out.

All that seemed to do was upset her stomach, leaving Qiao Jing with cold sweat on her forehead.

Looking at herself in the mirror again, she found her complexion even paler than at the research institute, looking quite ill.

Tired, she emerged from the bathroom and had just settled on the couch, not yet having a chance to lie down, when the doorbell suddenly rang.

The person outside seemed very impatient, pressing the bell several times over.