First, then, love.

Three minutes later.

The princess was carried into a spacious VIP consultation room.

The attending physician was a chubby man wearing wire-rimmed glasses; he looked quite kind.

Shu Yao stood nervously by the stainless steel inspection table, her palms sweating profusely, and she even held her breath.

"Doctor, look at it, its belly is so big, and it's not eating anything. Is it a tumor? Or is it a terminal illness?"

The portly doctor smiled reassuringly. "Don't be nervous. I don't think the cat's physical signs are right. Let's do an abdominal ultrasound to see what's inside."

The doctor put on rubber gloves and had the nurse hold down the princess's limbs.

Take out an electric clipper and "buzz buzz" shave off a small patch of cat hair on the princess's belly, revealing her pink belly.

Apply a transparent coupling agent; it feels cool and refreshing.

The princess squirmed impatiently and made a grumbling sound of dissatisfaction.

The ultrasound probe was pressed against the round belly.

The atmosphere in the consultation room was extremely tense.

Shu Yao gripped He Zheng's arm tightly, her nails digging into his strong forearm muscles. She dared not look at the screen, afraid of seeing some terrifying shadow.

He Zheng pulled her into his arms, patted her back with his large hand, and stared intently at the black and white image on the ultrasound machine.

The doctor pushed the probe around, moving it back and forth.

Suddenly, the doctor stopped moving.

A strange smile slowly appeared on his originally serious face.

He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, glanced at Shu Yao who looked like she was facing a formidable enemy, and then at He Zheng, whose face was full of murderous intent.

"Ahem," the doctor cleared his throat.

"Relax, gentlemen. It's not a tumor, nor is it FIP."

Shu Yao's heart, which had been in her throat, suddenly felt half relieved. "Is it gastroenteritis? Did you eat something that caused indigestion?"

The doctor shook his head and turned the ultrasound machine screen towards them.

My finger tapped on the blurry shadows and tiny skeletal outlines on the screen.

Congratulations to you two, you're going to be grandparents!

The consultation room was deathly silent.

All that remained was the monotonous electrical sound from the ultrasound machine.

Shu Yao was stunned, her peach blossom eyes wide open, her mouth slightly agape, like a wooden figure struck by lightning.

"What...did you say?"

"She's pregnant," the chubby doctor said with a smile, pointing to the screen in a relaxed tone. "She's developing very well, you can tell from this. There are at least four kittens. Judging from the size of the fetuses, she's probably almost two months pregnant and will give birth soon. Her loss of appetite is due to pressure on her stomach and intestines in the later stages of pregnancy, which is normal. Just get her some nutritious canned food when she gets home."

He Zheng stood to the side, his expression instantly freezing.

His dark eyes were filled with disbelief.

He, the dignified captain of the city's special police unit, unusually took half a day off today, sped all the way to the pet hospital with his wife, prepared to spend a fortune to save her life.

So, this darn cat was just pregnant?

"impossible!"

Shu Yao was the first to react, raising her voice sharply with horror, as if she had heard something unbelievable.

"My princess is an indoor cat! She's never been outside! She's the only cat in the house! How could she get pregnant?! Doctor, are you sure you're not mistaken?!"

This is a beautiful young female cat!

I've never even seen a male cat's hair! How could she possibly be pregnant!

"Asexual reproduction? Or a gift from God?" He Zheng sneered, his tone filled with sarcasm and absurdity.

The doctor was amused by the couple's reaction.

"The instruments don't lie. Look at this little spine, it's all formed. Now think carefully, have any other male cats come to our house in the last month or two?"

Other male kittens?

One or two months ago?

Shu Yao's mind raced, frantically searching through the nooks and crannies of her memories.

Sudden.

A flash of white light crossed my mind.

New year.

From the second to the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, they returned to He Zheng's hometown in the north.

These past few days, my best friend Qiaoqiao has been coming over every day to help feed the cats and walk the dogs.

The words Qiaoqiao had complained about in the video suddenly struck Shuyao's mind.

I brought the prince to your house yesterday, and we almost got into a fight with your war god!

Prince.

Qiaoqiao's shiny, 15-pound tabby cat?

The timelines match perfectly!

Shu Yao's face changed instantly, turning pale and then flushed.

Without saying a word, she took out her phone and dialed Qiaoqiao's voice call.

The phone was answered after ringing twice.

"Hey? Yao Yao? Why are you calling so early in the morning?" Qiao Qiao's voice sounded sleepy and languid.

"Qiaoqiao, I have a question for you," Shu Yao said through gritted teeth, each word seemingly squeezed out from between her teeth, carrying a murderous intent.

"During the Lunar New Year holidays, you brought your dog, Prince, to my house. Did it do anything shady?"

There was a three-second silence on the other end of the phone.

"What's so shameful about it? It just took a piece of territory from your War God, so what? Is War God depressed?"

"Not the God of War!" Shu Yao took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to go through the internet cable and kill someone.

"My princess is pregnant! The ultrasound just came back! She's carrying four!"

Holy crap!

Qiaoqiao let out a deafening explosion on the other end of the phone, followed by a chaotic clatter of things being smashed, with the sound of a cup shattering clearly audible.

"Pregnant?! No way! My prince... my prince was taken for sterilization on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year!"

"She was sterilized on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year," He Zheng said coldly from the side.

"In other words, from the second day to the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, it was in my house, a fully equipped male cat with all the tools for committing crimes."

Qiaoqiao on the other end of the phone gasped instantly.

You can feel the guilt and panic even through the screen.

"Well... Yao Yao... Captain He... I went to your house to refill the cat food on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, and since the two cats were bored by themselves, I left Prince at your house to keep Princess company... I'll pick him up tonight..."

The case has been solved.

The truth came out.

While its owner was freezing in a military compound far away in the north, a newly grown tabby male cat, capable of committing crimes, spent an entire day living together shamelessly with a noble female calico in this luxurious 300-square-meter apartment.

"Qiaoqiao! You'd better pay for my daughter's innocence!"

Shu Yao was so angry that she roared on the phone, completely losing her composure.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry! I'll cover all the nutrition costs! I'll find homes for the kittens! Yao Yao, don't get agitated! My brother seems to be about to give birth, I have to hang up now!"

"Beep beep beep..."

The call was ruthlessly hung up by her guilty best friend.

In the consultation room.

The chubby doctor was trying so hard not to laugh that his stomach hurt, and his shoulders were trembling. The nurse was also covering her mouth and turning away, sobbing.

The culprit, the princess, lay sprawled on the stainless steel examination table, her belly round and plump.

It had no shame whatsoever, and even snored contentedly, raising its hind legs to lick its pink paws.

She had an arrogant attitude that said, "I'm pregnant, so I'm the boss."

He Zheng crossed his arms, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

His chest heaved twice, and he took a deep breath.

He has solved countless major cases and dismantled numerous criminal gangs throughout his life; he has seen all kinds of cunning foxes.

Unexpectedly, a fat cat named "Prince" managed to steal my perfectly clean cabbage right under my nose.

He didn't even know when his own cat lost its innocence!

This is an absolute disgrace to my career!

"Hold."

He Zheng gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath.

He turned his head, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over his feet, still carrying the anger that had not been fully vented.

The retired military dog, War God, is sitting obediently next to the inspection table.

The massive, black body sat upright.

Sensing its owner's death stare, it immediately stuck out its long pink tongue and breathed ingratiatingly.

The God of War stood innocently to the side, wagging its thick tail, which slapped against the floor of the clinic with a "slap slap" sound.

A pair of dark, clear dog eyes revealed pure stupidity and bewilderment.

That expression seemed to say: What are you looking at me for? It wasn't me who did it, I'm a dog.