"Nothing major, just a slight issue with the samples collected yesterday. Doctor Liang wants to re-run the tests."
Re-run the tests?
At these words, Su Wanwan's heart leaped into her throat. Why would they need to redo the tests when everything seemed fine?
Had Doctor Liang noticed something suspicious?
But she quickly dismissed the thought.
The reagent she had used was colorless and odorless, and she had only applied a tiny drop to the beaker. With current technology, it was virtually undetectable.
Even if it were detected, there was no way it could be traced back to her.
With that reassurance, her panic subsided.
She feigned casual curiosity and asked, "Sis, how did the samples end up with problems?"
Since no one else was in the office, Sun Lihua lowered her voice and explained.
"Doctor Liang accidentally dropped the measuring cylinder on the floor."
So that was it.
Su Wanwan exhaled in relief, though inwardly she cursed Doctor Liang for disrupting her plans.
"Sis, if the cylinder fell, why not just pick it up? Why go through all this trouble?"
Sun Lihua shook her head, giving her a look that said, You don’t understand.
"Wanwan, you’re new here, so you might not know this, but if there’s one person in this hospital who’s meticulous to a fault, it’s Doctor Liang. No one else even comes close."
"That man won’t tolerate the slightest discrepancy when it comes to data."
Personally, Sun Lihua didn’t even see the need for this test.
Regiment Commander Huo was tall and robust, his physique clearly in peak condition.
Rumor had it he’d spent a full hour and a half in the sampling room yesterday.
If he wasn’t capable, who was?
But the military had its protocols, and since Doctor Liang insisted on re-sampling, she couldn’t argue.
Still, the thought of preparing all the materials and equipment again gave her a headache.
"Sorry, Wanwan, I’ve got to get back to work. We’ll chat later when I have time."
"Sis, I’m free right now. Let me help you."
Su Wanwan had already put so much effort into setting up this scheme.
Success was within reach—she couldn’t back out now.
Most importantly, if she missed this chance, driving a wedge between that couple later would be nearly impossible!
Sun Lihua hesitated. "Wanwan, you’ve been helping me so much these past few days."
"It’s nothing. We just click, that’s all."
Before Sun Lihua could refuse, Su Wanwan steered her toward the door.
"Come on, sis—the sooner we finish, the sooner you can rest."
"You’re barely three months into your pregnancy. The first trimester is critical."
"From now on, leave the climbing and heavy lifting to me."
Having lived two lives, Su Wanwan knew exactly how to charm Sun Lihua, leaving her flustered and compliant.
Soon, the two arrived at the medical equipment storage room.
Su Wanwan worked swiftly, gathering all the necessary instruments in under ten minutes.
"Sis, I’ll head downstairs for now. Call me if you need anything."
"Okay, thank you, Wanwan!"
After profusely thanking her, Sun Lihua delivered the equipment to Doctor Liang’s lab.
Two hours later, Doctor Liang emerged, frowning, holding two reports with wildly differing results.
Both samples had come from the same test tube—the only difference was that one set of equipment had been prepared by Doctor Liang himself, while the other had been brought by Sun Lihua.
Or rather, by Sun Lihua and Su Wanwan.
Since Jiang Si had already tipped off Huo Tingzhou, everything that happened that afternoon had been part of their plan.
From the moment Su Wanwan stepped onto the third floor, her every move had been monitored.
Now, with irrefutable evidence, she had no room for denial.
"That girl really called it," Doctor Liang muttered, handing the reports to Huo Tingzhou.
"You can relax now. Your results are completely normal!"
Normal was an understatement—some metrics were off the charts.
But Doctor Liang chalked it up to sheer vitality—after all, nothing fueled a man like good fortune.
What puzzled him was how Jiang Si had been so certain the original report had been tampered with.
Huo Tingzhou had asked her the same question before leaving.
Her answer had been blunt: "You just don’t strike me as the type who’d underperform."
The remark had left him flushed and flustered.
"Kid, I’m talking to you. Why are you blushing?"
Clearing his throat, Huo Tingzhou tucked the report into his coat before asking,
"What about my wife’s results? Were they tampered with?"
"Don’t worry, I checked. Hers are normal too."
Seizing the moment, Doctor Liang decided to share another detail.
"I’m no gynecology expert, but Doctor Jiang mentioned your wife has a unique constitution."
Huo Tingzhou’s brow furrowed at the word unique. "Does she need treatment?"
"No, no."
Doctor Liang waved a hand and explained that Jiang Si was highly fertile.
"You’re a lucky man. Let me put it this way—even if your results had been problematic, with her, your chances of conceiving would still be higher than most."
"But since your tests are fine, you two should start thinking about contraception."
He wasn’t exaggerating. Given their combined results, getting pregnant would be easier than drinking water.
Instead of rejoicing, Huo Tingzhou’s frown deepened.
He had no obsession with having children—he’d love any child she bore.
But pregnancy was a ten-month ordeal, and the burden fell entirely on her.
In this era, childbirth was akin to stepping into the jaws of death.
After a pause, he asked, "Aside from what you gave me last time, is there any way to…" reduce the odds?
"Sure—a vasectomy."
As a doctor, Doctor Liang was happy to educate him.
In fact, the procedure was low-risk for men and didn’t require hospitalization, though few in this day and age were willing to undergo it.
As they spoke, security arrived with news: Su Wanwan had been detained, and several unidentified vials had been found on her.
Doctor Liang turned to Huo Tingzhou.
"So, how do you plan to handle Su Wanwan?"
