112: Chapter 112 Han Qing's Anxiety

What made her even more anxious was another issue.

Han Qing subconsciously placed her hand over her lower abdomen.

She and Qin Lin had already been intimate several times.

From that first time fueled by alcohol to the later nights full of passion.

They had never used any form of protection.

However, the System had never notified her of a pregnancy.

Not even once.

Otherwise, Qin Lin would have surely told her.

Su Yuran was pregnant, Lin Wanwan was pregnant, but she wasn't.

Could it be that she was too old and it wasn't easy to conceive anymore?

Or was there something wrong with her body?

This thought was like a thorn pricked into her heart, causing her to feel panic.

In the unique micro-society of the Doomsday RV, pregnancy wasn't just about reproduction; it was a manifestation of one's value.

If she couldn't get pregnant, then she would have no contribution to the RV.

In this task-centric RV System, her status would become extremely awkward.

Her medical skills had been replaced by the System, and if she couldn't get pregnant to complete tasks...

Then on what basis could she stay on the vehicle?

On what basis could she enjoy the resources here?

Was it simply because she was Han Yurou's mother?

The more Han Qing thought about it, the more anxious she became, and her palms began to sweat.

No, she had to confirm it again.

She stood up, took a deep breath, and walked toward the Drivers Cabin.

“Qin Lin, are you free right now?” She knocked on the door.

Qin Lin turned around. “Aunt Qing? Is something wrong?”

“Come to the Medical Room for a moment, I... I want to talk to you.”

Han Qing tried her best to keep her voice calm.

“Okay.”

The two of them arrived at the Medical Room, and Han Qing closed the door.

“What is it? Are you feeling unwell?”

“No...”

Han Qing hesitated, not knowing how to bring it up.

She couldn't exactly say, 'Why aren't I pregnant yet?'

That would be too embarrassing.

“I just wanted to ask...” She organized her words.

“Has the... has the System given any prompts about... my physical condition or anything?”

Qin Lin understood.

He brought up the System interface and found Han Qing's profile.

[Passenger 004: Han Qing]

[Age: 37]

[Status: Not Pregnant]

[Health Status: Good]

He showed the interface to Han Qing.

Han Qing's gaze was fixed on the words 'Not Pregnant,' and her heart sank.

As expected...

“Are there no other prompts from the System?” she asked, her voice a bit dry.

“Like... why I haven't conceived or something?”

Qin Lin shook his head. “The System only displays results, not the reasons.”

He saw that Han Qing's complexion was poor.

“Aunt Qing, things like pregnancy depend on fate; there's no need to be too anxious. Besides, your current work is very important; the Medical Room needs you.”

“Who's anxious? I never said I wanted to get pregnant.”

She paused for a moment and then said, “I'm not ready to be a mother again... and Yu Rou is already so old, it would feel strange to have another one.”

As she said this, she deliberately put on a relaxed expression, but the disappointment in her eyes couldn't be hidden.

Qin Lin looked at her, understanding what was on her mind.

Han Qing was a strong-willed person; she wouldn't directly voice her anxiety and insecurity.

But her eyes and her tone all conveyed a single message.

She cared deeply about whether she could get pregnant.

Because that was tied to her value and status within the team.

“Aunt Qing, don't overthink things.” Qin Lin took her hand.

“On this vehicle, everyone has their own value. Your medical knowledge, your experience, your care for Yu Rou, your concern for Yuran and Wanwan... all of these are irreplaceable.”

Han Qing looked at the hand he was holding, and her heart warmed, but she still said:

“I understand. You can go now; I need to organize the medicines.”

“Are you really okay?”

“I'm fine, I was just asking.”

Han Qing pulled her hand back and turned her back to him.

“Go on and attend to your business.”

Qin Lin looked at her stubborn back, knowing that anything he said now would be useless.

“Then I'll head out first. Call me anytime if you need something.”

After the door closed, Han Qing stood in place, motionless.

After a long while, she slowly sat down on the chair and covered her face with her hands.

“Why...” she whispered to herself.

“Why can't I conceive...”

Is it an age issue?

Or is there a problem with my body?

Or is it because we haven't done it enough?

She didn't know.

But she knew that if she continued to fail to conceive, she would become increasingly anxious and insecure.

In this Doomsday RV, she needed to find an irreplaceable position.

And right now, pregnancy seemed to be the most direct path.

“I have to try again...” she said to herself, “I have to try more times...”

But how to try?

Initiate things with Qin Lin?

That would be too humiliating.

But if she didn't take the initiative, was she supposed to wait for Qin Lin to come to her?

Han Qing felt a wave of powerlessness.

Anxiety over her age, the awkwardness of her status, the crisis of her value...

All these emotions intertwined, making her feel suffocated.

...

In the living room, Su Yuran was preparing lunch with Xu Xue and Lin Wanwan.

“Xu Xue, do you know how to make Tomato and Scrambled Eggs?” Lin Wanwan asked.

“Yes, but my cooking is just average,” Xu Xue said softly.

“It's okay, I'll teach you.” Lin Wanwan's voice was as gentle as ever.

“Qin Lin likes it a bit sweet, so you can add a little bit of sugar.”

“Okay.”

Su Yuran was chopping vegetables on the side, and as she listened to their conversation, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Xu Xue's integration was smoother than she had imagined.

The girl was sensible; she knew what she should and shouldn't do.

Moreover, she really did know how to do some housework and wasn't just a pretty face.

That was enough.

“Miss Su.” Xu Xue suddenly called out to her.

“Hmm?”

“Thank you.” Xu Xue looked at her with a sincere gaze.

“Thank you for being willing to accept me.”

Su Yuran's chopping motion paused for a moment before she continued.

“Don't thank me. If you want to thank someone, thank Qin Lin. He's the one who decided to save you.”

“I know, but I still want to thank you. Without your consent, I would have had a very hard time here.”

Su Yuran glanced at her and didn't say anything.

But her gaze softened a bit.

“Just call me Yuran from now on. No need for 'Miss Su' this and 'Miss Su' that.”

“Okay, Yuran.”

...

At lunch, the atmosphere was much better than yesterday.

Qin Lin sat at the head of the table, looking at the sumptuous dishes.

Tomato and Scrambled Eggs, Braised Potatoes with Meat, Stir-fried Seasonal Vegetables, and Seaweed Egg Drop Soup.

There were also cherry tomatoes freshly picked from the ecological box for fruit.

“The spread is quite grand today.”

“Xu Xue helped make it; she's a quick learner.”

Xu Xue lowered her head bashfully. “It's because Little Sister Wanwan is a good teacher.”

“It's all delicious.” Qin Lin tasted each dish.

“Thanks for the hard work.”

Su Yuran served him some food. “Eat more, you've lost weight lately.”

“Have I?” Qin Lin touched his face.

“You have, I've been watching. From now on, you have to eat an extra bowl of rice every day.”

Everyone laughed.

Even Han Qing managed a smile, though it was a bit forced.

She looked at the harmonious scene at the table.

Seeing the young and beautiful girls surrounding Qin Lin.

That sense of anxiety surged up again.

She had to do something.

She had to.