Chapter 9 The child is mine, right?

"This prescription is not suitable! Lin Feier, your medical skills...don't prescribe medicine randomly in the future!" Si Yan shook his head, his voice low and full of unquestionable authority.

Lin Feier was stunned: "Ah? But her symptoms are clearly a cold stomach..."

Si Yan ignored Lin Feier, his eyes still fixed on Su Nian. The look in his eyes was complex and difficult to decipher, with inquiry, understanding, and a hint of emotion that he himself was not aware of.

"Her pulse is as smooth as a pearl, flowing freely, clearly..." He paused, looked at Su Nian's face which turned pale in an instant, and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

This is definitely not a stomach problem!

The prescription written by Lin Feier was placed on the triage table, and Si Yan's eyes fell on the word "Pinellia".

Pinellia is warm in nature, can dry out dampness and resolve phlegm, relieve adverse reactions and stop vomiting, and is indeed effective in treating stomach cold.

But Su Nian's illness cannot be cured by this Pinellia Soup.

"Lin Fei'er, I'm taking your friend to the clinic now. I need to diagnose her 'stomach problem' again." After saying that, Si Yan took Su Nian's hand without saying anything and started walking.

After taking two steps, Si Yan paused again, without even looking back, "Lin Fei'er, you don't have to follow me! Go and reflect on your medical skills!" These words stunned Lin Fei'er, who was about to catch up with them.

Lin Fei'er touched her head. What's going on?!

A terrible thought suddenly hit Su Nian - her menstrual period seemed to be delayed.

Thinking of this, she felt dizzy and she stood up woodenly and followed Si Yan away.

This realization chilled her to the bone. She quickly recalled the last time they'd met: mid-May... and now it was early July...

"Impossible... No, not just that time..." She murmured to herself, trying to comfort herself, but her memory uncontrollably returned to that night: the alcohol, the darkness, the hot skin... the fact that there was no protection.

"How is it impossible?" Si Yan turned around, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's claws, "Are you questioning my medical skills, or are you questioning my...ability?" He emphasized the last two words very heavily, like two dull hammers hitting Su Nian's heart.

His words were like a key, unexpectedly opening the corner that she had tried so hard to lock.

She subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, and a chill rushed from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

Luck is the most dangerous bet, but it often leads to disastrous losses.

Su Nian felt like the sky had completely fallen on him.

It's over, she is really, completely finished!

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed outside the window, followed by a loud thunder.

The summer rainstorms came quickly and suddenly, and the raindrops hit the window with a crackling sound, as if God was mocking her.

After entering the clinic, Si Yan closed the door and locked it neatly.

He helped the frightened little deer to sit on a chair and sat down opposite her.

After that incident, Si Yan felt that he had made the biggest mistake of his life.

That was the first time in his life that he lost control under the influence of alcohol and spent a night with a girl he had never met.

When he woke up the next morning, the seat next to him was already empty. The only thing that remained was the bright red stain on the bed sheet, which he could not let go.

I saw the girl at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine that day. She obviously recognized me and must have been scared, so she ran away.

He thought that through Lin Feier, he would be able to meet her again sooner or later, but he didn't expect that they would meet in this way today.

In any case, I am older than her and I have to take responsibility.

Si Yan's slender fingers tapped the table lightly, with a rhythm as precise as if he was taking a patient's pulse.

"Su Nian? Let's talk." His voice suddenly softened, like a bitter medicine with honey added, with a hint of sweetness in the bitterness.

It was raining heavily outside the window, and the big raindrops hit the green tiles, as if playing a rapid piece of music.

Some conversations are destined to take place in stormy times, so that one can express the deepest emotions in their hearts.

"The child is mine, right?" Si Yan said.

Su Nian lowered his head, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Now that they had a child, she didn't dare to lie and could not, so she could only nod her head helplessly, "You're the only man I've ever had."

After saying this, her face was so hot that you could fry an egg on it.

"Yeah, I know." Si Yan knew very well that that night was the girl's virginity.

"Do you have any ideas?" Si Yan continued to ask.

"Professor Si..." Su Nian's fingertips dug into her palm tightly, her voice as thin as a mosquito's whisper, like a dandelion swaying in a storm.

"I'm... so confused and... so scared right now. I don't know what to do. That... that night... I was drunk..." Her throat tightened and her whole body trembled uncontrollably. "But don't worry, I definitely... definitely won't rely on you."

"I'm definitely scared," Si Yan's voice suddenly softened.

She was just a college student in her early 20s who had never experienced anything and had just found out she was pregnant. She ran away when she saw me, probably because she didn't want to have anything to do with me anymore.

But now that she was pregnant, Si Yan cursed himself as a bastard for losing control and completely disrupting the little girl's life.

"Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will be afraid. But fear can't solve the problem. Don't worry, I will face it with you."

He leaned forward slightly. "You're still in college. The best option is not to have this child."

"But I dare not tell my mother because the surgery requires a parent's signature." Su Nian's eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a shadow under her eyes, perfectly replicating the most popular "broken feeling" makeup on Douyin.

Si Yan was silent for a moment, his eyes behind the glasses as calm as water: "First of all, I want to apologize to you. I drank that night and couldn't control myself for a moment."

He paused, a rare hesitation in his voice. "I'm older than you, so I should have been more restrained. Although the ancients said 'sex becomes promiscuous after drinking,' modern medicine has proven that those are just excuses."

"I'm wrong too." Su Nian whispered, her fingers unconsciously twisted together, as if she was practicing making a Chinese knot.

"If you decide not to have the child, I'll accompany you through the surgery." Si Yan's voice had returned to its usual calmness, but with a subtle touch of tenderness, like the thinnest silver needle in acupuncture. "I'll cover all the expenses, and you can even ask for compensation."

Hearing this, Su Nian breathed a sigh of relief. At least, she wasn't facing this alone. With someone paying and signing, she would save a lot of trouble. As for compensation, forget it. After all, she was also at fault.

"Okay, then I..." She was about to speak, but was interrupted by the other party.

"I haven't finished yet. There is another option." Si Yan took a deep breath.