CH 46

At that time, Professor Tan’s home—

After Sivir and Tu Mianmian had left the Royal Hospital, the Dean hurried over to the old professor’s house with a nurse robot.

When the Dean came in, Professor Tan was already fully immersed in his own world, unaware of the Dean’s visit.

When Professor Tan turned the notebook in his hand, the professor caught a glimpse of the Dean.

He didn’t have the heart to greet him formally, and just waved to the Dean and his party: “Come here.”

Professor Tan pointed to an ancient book on the desk in front of him and said, “You all come and see this.”

“What?” The Dean sat down beside Professor Tan, “Have you found the case?”

Several nurse robots also came to the side and surrounded the table full of precious paper books.

“I found it.” Professor Tan nodded and pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, “Of course I found it.”

If you can’t find it, you may be drop attacked by the dark shark, His Royal Highness the Duke.

There was an open book in front of Professor Tan.

Because of its age, the paper had already begun to turn yellow.

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On the open pages of the ancient book, there were ancient characters that ordinary people couldn’t understand, and there was also a diagram of a body structure.

This was the common script of civilization before entering the Interstellar Era.

Old Professor Tan’s light brain was open, and the results of the inspection data and scanned images of Tu Mianmian were displayed on it.

“Look here, the body structure is almost the same.” Professor Tan compared the ancient book with the light brain image.

“And here, the translated data is very similar to the situation of the Duchess.”

The Dean also understood ancient characters, and there was no obstacle in discussing and communicating with Professor Tan.

The two people’s long discussions rang out for a while, and then fell silent.

After a while, the conversation sounded again, and Professor Tan looked at a certain page on the ancient notebook with a hesitant look on his face.

He turned his head to look at the image of the body scanned by Tu Mianmian from the picture on the light brain, and then looked at the manuscript.

Looked at the light brain image, and then look at the ancient manuscript.

And so on and on.

Then, Professor Tan imported the data from the notebook into the light brain and compared it with Tu Mianmian’s inspection data.

Then compared and compared again.

After tossing several times, Professor Tan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The results are 100% certain.

He breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, his eyes swept across the faces of the sluggish Dean and the nurse robot next to him, and said word by word, “This dark shadow in the Duchess’ abdomen is…”

“—a gestational sac.”

Old Professor Tan’s voice fell.

There was a moment of silence all around.

Gestational sac.

The ancient notes said that this was how the males of the Raphael family gave birth to new life.

New…life…?

“Ah-!!!” The nurse robots suddenly burst into a scream!

One even nearly collapsed.

The Dean was awakened by the sharp scream, he then stood up suddenly, and took in a sharp breath.

Immediately, he felt dizzy for a while because he got up too fast, and he quickly grabbed the arm of a nurse robot beside him to ensure that he did not fall.

“This, this…” The Dean closed his eyes.

His breathing was disordered, and his heartbeat seemed to skip a few beats.

Professor Tan next to him took off his glasses and wiped the blurred lenses with a handkerchief.

There were faint tears in the corners of his eyes: “It seems that we have to believe the fact that the Duchess is pregnant.”

Professor Tan smiled with relief.

He shook his head and murmured, “It’s unbelievable.”

The Imperial fertility problem has puzzled researchers for years.

The natural fertility rate was zero because the long-lived Interstellar people did not want to give birth.

When material and spiritual needs are highly satisfied and the national quality is generally improved, the troublesome matter of childbirth seemed to become insignificant.

And technology led to zero fertility, because people could refuse to donate sperm and eggs under other alternatives.

Nonetheless, life that is not a combination of two partners and instead cultivated by extracting genes or other means is regarded as a cloning by citizens, which caused public anger and has been boycotted by the whole country.

Going around in circles, under the plague of various problems, the fertility rate is very low, and there has been no improvement or progress in the past ten years.

Unexpectedly, on such an ordinary day, things took a major turn for the better.

Old Professor Tan leaned against the corner to recall the past silently, and was already in tears.

He was old and could withstand the wind and waves, and so his performance and behavior was still stable.

But the Dean wasn’t.

After a dizzy surprise, the Dean no longer knew whether to laugh happily or cry with emotion.

He wept with joy, pulled the nurse robot beside him and said, “Quick! Quick! Quickly call His Royal Highness the Duke!”

“Contact His Royal Highness, and let His Highness take Madam to the Royal Hospital!”

The Dean rushed out in a hurry, then returned halfway and dragged Old Professor Tan with him.

He was so happy that his legs didn’t seem to know where to step, his excitement seemed like his own his wife was pregnant, “I have to repeat the pregnancy sac examination in front of His Royal Highness! I have to tell His Royal Highness the good news!!”

Repeating the inspection is to convince His Royal Highness of this incredible news!

It was for evidence of interest.

It was also used for a final confirmation.

There have been many misdiagnosed pregnancy oolongs in the Empire.

After repeated disappointments, they’ve ushered in endless loss and sadness.

Hopefully this time.

No deviations or mistakes!

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In the Duke’s Palace—

The Duke who pushed his little husband down on the bed, gave him a kiss, and picked up the emergency call.

After finishing the call in a few words, Sivir took Tu Mianmian to the Royal Hospital.

As soon as he arrived, Tu Mianmian was surrounded by extremely excited nurse robots and entered the examination room, as if he were a fragile precious glass doll.

This inspection was different from every previous one.

All relevant data recorded in the Raphael family’s ancient notebooks have been imported into the medical database.

In addition, several instruments were transferred from the Raphael Research Institute under the name of Professor Tan Lao, which were disassembled and reassembled with the medical instruments of the Royal Hospital, merging them into a new type of instrument for physical examination.

The inspection data was quickly sent from the equipment to Professor Tan Lao’s light brain terminal.

Old Professor Tan stared at the data with a frown, his eyes filled with emotion, and he didn’t speak for a long time.

Sivir staring at him: “…”

Butler Anderson, who came to the hospital together when he realized that something was wrong: “…”

Judy, the maid who was instructed to bring a plate of custard buns to the Duchess as a snack: “…”

Seeing that Professor Tan’s expression became more serious, all three of them ended up having their own ideas about the situation.

When it comes to Tu Mianmian’s condition, the Duke’s patience wasn’t very strong.

His emerald green eyes stared at Old Professor Tan, and asked slowly, “Is the condition very difficult to treat?”

“Ah.” Old Professor Tan woke up like a dream, put down the data results, looked up at His Royal Highness the Duke and the others in front of him, and shook his head seriously: “No.”

Immediately, he frowned while saying lovingly, “The Duchess is pregnant.”

“The dark shadow in the Duchess’ abdomen was a gestational sac. After reorganizing the medical machine, we further found that there are signs of life activity in the gestational sac.” Professor Tan explained.

“The Duchess said before that he felt his belly was moving, maybe…” He said with relief and kindness: “Perhaps this is the way His Royal Highness, the Little Duke, is using his own way to greet the world and inform us of his existence.”

“Congratulations, Your Royal Highness.” Old Professor Tan gave the Duke a kind smile.

Sivir: “…”

Professor Tan: “…”

Professor Tan: “?”

Professor Tan smiled kindly for several seconds, but the person in front of him did not respond at all.

He looked suspiciously at Duke Sivir, then at Butler Anderson and Judy who looked like sculptures.

Probably could guess their mood, so he repeated it again.

“The Duchess is indeed pregnant.”

Tu Mianmian is really pregnant.

It’s not a complicated disease, it’s not a terminal illness, and it’s not a misdiagnosis.

Yes.

A real real pregnancy.

With a ‘snap’, the dinner plate that Judy was holding slipped to the ground, and the sound of shattering suddenly woke everyone up.

Immediately, a cleaning robot came up beside her to clean.

Sivir blinked, and the haze on the pair of emerald green eyes faded, and regained their sharpness.

But as if he didn’t hear clearly, he asked again: “What?”

Old Professor Tan smiled and patiently told him: “His Royal Highness, the Duchess is pregnant.”

Sivir: “…”

Sivir lowered his eyes slightly.

Judy couldn’t wait, she stepped forward and asked, “Then, that lady is pregnant, what, what…”

Judy was anxiously taking small steps in place, and Butler Anderson helped to continue to ask: “Is there anything we need to start preparing?”

Old Professor Tan looked behind him at the exam room where Tu Mianmian was still in and had not yet come out of.

He adjusted his glasses, stood in the hallway with his hands behind his back, and started telling Judy some things to watch out for during pregnancy.

He repeated many things back and forth, no less than three times, just so that Judy could have time to react and deepen her impression so that she could remember it clearly.

No one dared to dislike the old professor’s long-windedness, just because they didn’t think he said enough.

Judy wrote hard on her light brain’s memo, her fingers touched the screen so fast that an afterimage appeared.

At the same time, she applied to turn on the recording equipment, just to write down Professor Tan’s advice without missing a single word.

No new life has been born in the empire for 20 years.

The news of the Duchess’ pregnancy was like a shocking Easter egg.

Don’t mention Professor Tan’s mood who checked the result personally.

Even Judy and Butler Anderson were so excited that their hearts were shaking.

Judy and Butler Anderson were deeply immersed in the excitement and the trembling of their souls.

They were both dizzy and overwhelmed as if they were deprived of oxygen.

The Duke’s brain seemed to have also be run over by a warship, there was a rumbling sound in his head, and the results of Tu Mianmian’s pregnancy diagnosis kept looping in his ears like a repeater.

Sivir’s face was full of condensed silence, staring straight at the Old Professor, looking like he had listened carefully.

But Butler Anderson, who knew him well, could see through him and saw that Duke Sivir’s was blanking out at a glance.

Butler Anderson was also very excited at this moment, his heart was beating like a drum, and so he reached out and patted Duke Sivir on the arm.

His hands trembled and his tongue seemed to be tied, “Duke, Duke, D..Duke, Your Highness! You, you, you first…”

Butler Anderson took a deep breath and straightened out his tongue, “Go ahead and pick up Madam in the examination room!”

Sivir, who heard the Butler’s words, was like a machine operating mindlessly.

He stepped into the examination room, and happened to bump into Tu Mianmian who came out of it.

The moment he saw Tu Mianmian, Sivir’s tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

He opened his arms and embraced Tu Mianmian.

Tu Mianmian: “?”

Tu Mianmian was startled by the Duke’s reaction, and was shocked, “I don’t really have a terminal illness, do I?!”

A hug before dying?

“No.” Sivir’s voice was a little hoarse.

He hugged Tu Mianmian even tighter, resting his chin on Tu Mianmian’s shoulder.

Tu Mianmian: “…?”

Tu Mianmian was at a loss: “Then, what’s wrong with me?”

Tu Mianmian, the person involved, was probably the one who is most confused about the situation under the current circumstances.

Sivir closed his eyes, and when he spoke, his voice sounded in Tu Mianmian’s ears: “You’re… pregnant.”

Tu Mianmian: “…”

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Tu Mianmian slipped out of the arms of the Lord Duke, and hopped over to sit on the chair next to him, looking bewildered.

Tu Mianmian: I #%&*$#…

No one disturbed him, leaving Tu Mianmian to digest the heavy news quietly.

Sivir sat down beside Tu Mianmian and took his hand.

After a long while, Tu Mianmian came back to his senses, and he looked incredulous: “I can actually give birth to cubs!”

Even though he’s a bunny!

Lord Duke: “…”

Sivir explained to him about the gestational sac in a low voice, and Tu Mianmian suddenly had a realization.

Seeing that the Duchess had almost digested the pregnancy news, Professor Tan adjusted his glasses and dropped another bombshell:

“While the Duchess’s pregnancy is gratifying, the other things must not be overlooked—”

“The law of the Empire stipulates that citizens who conceive a new life have the right to choose whether or not to have children. Whether it is born or not, the Empire supports your decision.”

“I wonder if the Duchess wants to keep the child?” Old Professor Tan looked at Tu Mianmian and said rigorously, “If you don’t want to keep it, an abortion can be arranged in a few days.”

When Tu Mianmian heard the explanation, he was stunned for a moment.