The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL]
Chapter 299: Doctor Ping or No Doctor Ping?

Chapter 299: Doctor Ping or No Doctor Ping?

Xu Feng attacked the roasted pheasant with passion, devouring it as though he hadn’t eaten in days—which was kind of true. His hunger fueled enthusiasm was intense as he scarfed down the succulent meat, savoring each tender bite.

The pheasant’s flavor exploded in his mouth, filling him with satisfaction and momentarily banishing the weight of his earlier embarrassment and shame.

The roasted pheasant, glistening with succulent juices, exuded a mouthwatering aroma that wafted through the air, tempting even the most discriminating palates. Except the two men surnamed Xuan who seemed to have better things to do or not do.

Still, the pheasant boasted a crispy, golden brown skin that crackled upon each bite, revealing tender and moist meat beneath. Each savory morsel carried a perfect balance of smoky char and delectable tenderness, leaving a combination of flavors dancing on the taste buds—Xu Feng along wanted to hum as he ate.

As he indulged in the rare outdoor meal, Xu Feng was keenly aware of the two men flanking him—sandwiching him almost.

The formation of their triangle had shifted, bringing Xuan Jian and Xuan Yang almost uncomfortably (more comfortably) close to his sides. They seemed to think he hadn’t noticed, believing that his guard was down due to the food.

And maybe it was true, but Xu Feng had craved this warmth and closeness immediately after stirring from his cultivation session in the Xuan Ancestor’s cave. It made him feel much better, all the shame from before seemingly jumped off a cliff somewhere in the distance.

But there was something that nagged at Xu Feng. He couldn’t help but notice that his two husbands were barely eating, their gazes fixed on him instead.

His determination to keep the conversation to a minimum after his bizarre story about cultivating in a strange space was fading. Even though his mysterious four month absence that translated into an hour, and how he had done this once before and lost a month the first time, was unbelievable, it was true.

That was a total of five months Xu Feng had added to his belly. While he could go with the four month story, Xu Feng wasn’t sure if he’d gotten pregnant before his first cultivation session or the second one. It was better to come clean in one fell swoop and then stay as silent as possible.

It was more important to maintain his lovers’ trust than keep secrets or his face. But now, he couldn’t ignore the fact that they were hardly touching their food. How could he let the two men starve because of the shock of his baby bump and possibly a cultivation treasure?

"Eat! Why aren’t you eating?" He finally burst out, his voice coated with a mixture of exasperation and concern. First, he directed his glare at Xuan Jian, then at Xuan Yang. "Do you think you’ll get full just by staring at me?"

"It’s because you both ate so much that it got so big!" Xu Feng shot off again, his oil slick lips completely ignored.

Then his face flushed, but his glare didn’t diminish in the least. He was right, it was true, this was why one needed to use protection! Even in ancient times, protection was a must!

Xu Feng seemed to forget he was trying to get pregnant, the contract he had with the Xuan family, the deep red mole on his forehead, and how much he enjoyed doing it without said protection.

Right now, it was time to shift the blame. It was a shameless tactic for this shameless ger. Later maybe he would remember he shouldn’t even be able to get pregnant in the first place...

As he spoke, Xu Feng abandoned the drumstick he had been eagerly gobbling up. His frustration and irritation mounted as he continued, "You both go out hunting and bring back a monstrous boar that weighs at least 600 kilograms, and then you return to play eye games with me? I don’t need anyone telling me I’ve starved my husbands."

His words hung in the air, the weight of their implications settling over the campfire. It could happen. He had claimed both men as his husband in public a few days ago, and now he was five months or maybe four months pregnant.

"Sigh," He was the one that needed to be nagged, but couldn’t that wait till later? He wanted to enjoy the pheasant right now and fantasize about the boar he couldn’t eat.

Xu Feng’s earlier embarrassment had shifted into a more weighty sense of self doubt and insecurity. He slumped slightly.

Xuan Yang broke the stalemate, taking a piece of roast meat and stuffing it his mouth, then using his other hand to rub the back of the silver haired ger beside him. Meanwhile, Xuan Jian, his own plate filled with mouthwatering meat, took two hearty bites before leaning down to place a sweet peck on Xu Feng’s cheek, a gesture filled with a mix of reassurance and affection.

As the trio savored the roasted pheasant, Xuan Yang, with a piece of the flavorful meat in hand, gently fed it to Xu Feng. His dark eyes held a warmth that radiated through his touch as he affectionately rubbed Xu Feng’s back.

Xu Feng, sandwiched between his two husbands, looked from Xuan Yang to Xuan Jian and then back again. He resumed eating, the delicious flavors dancing on his taste buds, and a contented hum escaping his lips.

Yet, the serenity was short lived as Xuan Yang’s words hung in the air, causing a storm of emotions to stir within Xu Feng.

"Should we call for Doctor Ping, or would another doctor be more suitable?" The name whispered in Xu Feng’s thoughts like an ominous shadow.

A new dilemma loomed before him like an unyielding mountain.

As the two men discussed whether they should seek the help of Doctor Ping or not, Xu Feng didn’t want to confront the reality of his situation.

He needed to see a doctor and the bitter medicine couldn’t be avoided! He was already pregnant and had gone four months without food. Was the baby going to be okay!?

The question weighed heavily on Xu Feng’s heart, and he couldn’t help but wonder if there was even a choice left to make. He needed to see a doctor as soon as possible.