AHDIBCB Chapter 29

Logically speaking, an omega shouldn’t go into heat during pregnancy. It’s the body’s way of protecting itself and the fetus.

Yuan Yi was quite certain of this. But he did feel a bit feverish, so he asked Li Mian several times to take his temperature.

Each time, the value Li Mian gave him wasn’t particularly high. Eventually, Li Mian asked in confusion, “Did you eat something that causes internal heat today? Like chili peppers or ginger, that sort of thing?”

Yuan Yi said, “No. Maybe I got a bit worked up over the exam results being different from what I expected. I don’t really feel it, but maybe I’m actually a little inflamed? I’ll drink more water.”

It was just a bit of heat—there weren’t any other progressive symptoms. His heart rate and blood pressure were normal too, so Yuan Yi didn’t think much of it.

He asked Li Mian to project all his previously incorrect questions onto the wall in split-screen mode, then dived into another round of review.

During this time, Professor Jian came in once, bringing him a drink that was a creamy green color. “This is juice made from a fruit called Yuanma Fruit grown on Blue Gel Star. It’s especially good for boosting qi, slightly sweet, with a hint of milk flavor. Try it.”

Yuan Yi took it and sniffed, “Thanks, Mom. Was this transported directly from Blue Gel Star?”

Blue Gel Star—he’d only seen the name of this planet in books and online after arriving here. He knew it was also very far from Huamei Star.

Professor Jian said, “Mm. When their planet was attacked by the Tayler Tribe, Li Heng led troops to support them. Their king was very grateful, so they send things over every season. There are other items too—go take a look when you’re not busy. They’re all saved for you. This particular fruit is especially good for nourishing the body, so I made it for you while it’s still fresh. You’ve gotten thinner from all the exhaustion lately—once the break starts, Mom will make sure you get properly nourished.”

Yuan Yi took a sip, and the taste really was excellent.

Professor Jian said, “Alright, you go back to studying—call me if you need anything.”

Yuan Yi nodded and went back to reviewing his flashcards.

In the following two days, he avoided eating anything that could increase internal heat and made sure to rest early, doing his final sprint for the end of the term.

Meanwhile, some people online, upon seeing that he had applied for the transfer exam a second time, began to push for his exam answers to be made public.

A newly registered account even initiated a poll based on this, and quite a number of people participated. After multiple considerations, the school ultimately decided to make the answering process public and contacted him to ask if he was willing to accept such a method of examination.

Yuan Yi had already mentally prepared himself, and honestly, whether someone was watching or not didn’t really affect him. If one got nervous just from being watched, they couldn’t possibly be a doctor.

He agreed to a full live broadcast, and on the day of the exam, he went to school early.

It hadn’t rained for several days in a row, and the weather was somewhat hot and dry. After getting off the aircraft, Yuan Yi grabbed an umbrella. Nowadays, umbrellas didn’t even need to be manually held—smart umbrellas could open according to the owner’s instructions, while simultaneously absorbing solar energy and shielding the user from sunlight. The stored energy could even be used on rainy days or to charge devices.

It was a light starlight-blue umbrella, originally kept in Li Heng’s aircraft. Yuan Yi had been using more and more of Li Heng’s belongings in his daily life lately. But this umbrella was a first.

Strangely, the umbrella lacked the energy box he had seen on others’ umbrellas.

When it opened, it truly was just a single curved sheet of “fabric.” And this “fabric” had a rubbery feel—thicker than any umbrella material he had ever seen. Once open, there were no creases, it was very smooth, and it came with a cooling sensation. It really was quite different from other people’s.

When he looked up, he even saw a line of small text flash across the inside of the umbrella:

“Gifted by King Arsah to General Li Heng.”

Also a product of Blue Gel Star—no wonder it was special.

Yuan Yi touched the surface of the umbrella; that cool sensation really made it hard for him to put it down.

Just then, someone walking nearby suddenly said, “That’s a Gel Crystal Umbrella. How does he have the nerve to use it?”

Yuan Yi turned his head in confusion, but the two people who had spoken quickly averted their gaze and walked away briskly. Yuan Yi vaguely felt they had been talking about him, but since they were already gone, he couldn’t ask.

Was it because of the umbrella above his head?

This umbrella was probably quite valuable. But in name, he was still Li Heng’s spouse—using one of his umbrellas didn’t seem like such a big deal, right?

Yet not long after walking further, he ran into several more groups of people, all giving him very strange looks. One of them even said, “He actually dares to come?”

That’s odd—why wouldn’t he dare?

Yuan Yi directly stopped the student, “Sorry, classmate—were you just talking about me?”

The other party clearly hadn’t expected him to be so direct and froze for a moment before saying, “Uh, no, not really…”

Yuan Yi immediately sensed something was off. “Is it because I’m using this umbrella?”

The other person looked even more surprised. “You don’t know?”

Yuan Yi said, “What should I know?”

The other replied, “You haven’t seen the posts on the forum about your interactions with Bai Wanzhe? Not that we’re trying to say anything, but you’re already married to General Li—how could you still be sending messages like that to him? Isn’t that a bit too… you know?”

Another person added dismissively, “Exactly. Isn’t that just wanting both? Ridiculous.”

Wanting both? Ridiculous?

Yuan Yi opened the forum to see what they were talking about, and found that a user named “Undecided Summer” had posted a lot of screenshots—messages between the original Yuan Yi and Bai Wanzhe.

They did look somewhat flirtatious. But he didn’t think there was anything wrong with them; at the time, the original had liked Bai Wanzhe, and a bit of flirtation was completely normal.

What wasn’t normal was that among these messages were ones he’d never sent, nor had the original. The timestamps even extended to after he had already arrived here.

– Wanzhe, I can’t stand staying in the Zhou family for even one more day. I miss you. Can you take me away?

– Wanzhe, I don’t like the Li family, nor Principal Li or Professor Jian.

– Sob sob sob, I don’t want to have Li Heng’s child. I thought if I just studied hard, I could be with you in the future. Now it’s all been ruined by them.

…

Since coming here, he hadn’t contacted that Bai guy even once. How could he possibly have sent those messages? Clearly, someone was just trying to mess with his state of mind at a critical moment.

The detachable communication device was still projecting content into his palm. Yuan Yi tapped a spot among the messages and, using his main account, typed and sent a line:

—Nice job on the Photoshop, OP. If the money’s not too hot to handle, count me in next time.

After sending it, he quietly clipped the extension device back to the main body, shut off the micro projection, and didn’t even forget to say to the people around him as he walked away:
“Thanks, everyone.”

The other students: “……”

A whole group of people exchanged glances, unable to figure out how he could still stay so calm.

No one knew that this was exactly the kind of person Yuan Yi was. In the past, sudden emergencies in the ER were common—if he didn’t even have this much composure, how could he possibly handle patients?

Let alone something like this, which was clearly fabricated out of nothing—even bigger incidents than this, he’d seen plenty.

Yuan Yi glanced at the umbrella and continued walking.

Right at that moment, Bai Wanzhe suddenly ran over and called out, “Yuan Yi!”

The Sirius Squad members responsible for protecting Yuan Yi immediately stepped in front of him.

Bai Wanzhe: “Get out of the way!”

The two guards didn’t budge an inch.

Bai Wanzhe, anxiously from behind them, shouted, “Yuan Yi, you still have our chat logs, right?”

Yuan Yi shot him an utterly absurd look, then opened the lid of his water bottle and, without hesitation, poured the entire thing over Bai Wanzhe’s head.

The two guards: “……”

Bai Wanzhe: “……”

The magpie nearby let out a perfectly timed “caw caw.”

Yuan Yi screwed the lid back on: “If that didn’t sober you up, there’s a river nearby—you can go take a swim or two.”

After saying that, he finished putting the lid back on and walked away without the slightest hesitation.

Bai Wanzhe wiped his face and shouted, “You’ll come back to me one day!”

Yuan Yi just treated him like he was having a fit and didn’t even turn his head as he headed straight to the exam room.

It was still the same exam room, only now there was an AI grading instructor next to him. This instructor looked a bit cutesy, not even much older than Li Mian. But not only could it grade papers on the spot, it could also monitor him and display both his answering process and the answers themselves via a live feed on a small program within the campus network.

The school’s final exams were already over, and at this point many students weren’t that busy, so they crowded in to watch him take the exam.

Zhou Xingran had also come in early. He had just finished looking at the forum posts not long ago, and asked unhappily, “Mom, were those images on the forum your doing?”

Fang Jing hadn’t caught the mistress these past few days, but she was convinced Zhou Tandai was hiding something from her. Hearing that, she replied impatiently, “What images?”

Zhou Xingran showed them to her directly.

Fang Jing said, “These weren’t my doing. But whoever made them—doesn’t matter. As long as they disgust Yuan Yi, that’s enough.”

Zhou Xingran still wasn’t happy. Although Bai Wanzhe had truly disappointed him, he still found it hard to forget that person. At times like this, he honestly wished Yuan Yi would just disappear from this world.

Who had posted those pictures, anyway? Could it have been Bai Wanzhe himself? But someone had also uploaded a video of Bai Wanzhe getting splashed with water to the forum—it didn’t seem like something Bai Wanzhe would do.

At the same time, Yuan Yi began his exam.

The test had been completely changed, but the scope of topics remained the same. Only the order of subjects seemed a bit different?

Yuan Yi picked up his pen and began answering the questions. He was very grateful that the original owner had beautiful handwriting and a strong foundation in drawing.

In his previous life, he had done many things well—except for his handwriting, which looked like he wrote it while drunk.

Being able to write neatly in this life was quite satisfying.

At least hundreds of people were watching him take the test, and just as the students from the medical school had said, some of the questions were so advanced that many couldn’t even understand them.

Please explain the following medical terms:

Pterygopalatine fossa, radial groove, iliac tubercle.

What is the “omohyoid muscle”?

How many muscles are there in the hyoid muscle group? List their specific names.

Damn—most of them had never even heard of these before.

Yuan Yi, however, answered quickly and thoroughly. Every time he finished a question, the AI grading assistant would immediately assess it and provide a result.

Yuan Yi made almost no mistakes on the theoretical questions. Not only was his handwriting excellent, but his accuracy rate was also astonishingly high.

The live comment section in the app went wild:

⊙▽⊙: He’s leaving no room for anyone else to survive!

Starlit Sky: This is terrifying—was he just hiding his strength all along?

Literature Dept. Senior 2: This freshman is too deep to figure out. Do not provoke. Evacuate immediately!

Yuan Yi couldn’t see what they were saying—he was completely focused on the test.

In the two and a half hours of the exam, he only paused once to drink water. The rest of the time he was continuously thinking, writing, and drawing his answers.

This time, the drawing question was on the cervical muscle groups, with specific names required. For him, it was easy—something he could sketch out effortlessly.

After finishing the entire paper, he even went back to double-check everything.

The comment section: …

After this round, almost no one questioned Yuan Yi’s previous exam scores anymore. Many who joined the afternoon live stream were simply curious to see just how high he could perform.

Three days passed in a flash.

Some people who had initially mocked him for allegedly pulling strings even returned to the forum to publicly apologize for their earlier words.

Yuan Yi, however, remained calm throughout.

He came to the exam alone, took it alone. The people assigned to protect him followed him around, but he didn’t interact with them much.

It wasn’t until the practical assessment on the morning of the fourth day—when he touched the bionic skin and muscle tissue for a suturing exercise—that a flicker of emotion seemed to ripple through him.

Once again, he felt that slightly greasy, artificial texture.

He took a deep breath in, then exhaled slowly to calm himself and began suturing. But he had barely sewn ten stitches before his hand started to tremble slightly.

His heart rate was clearly starting to climb as well.