Like everything else in life, Mo Qingchen and Qian Meng were proactive. They were sitting at the hospital waiting room a day after their conversation.

  Both of them had done a comprehensive health check-up already and Qian Meng was on her way to get her gynocological tests done. Having finished his part, Mo Qingchen patted her back.

  "Get used to the cold gel. We might have to do a lot of ultrasounds in the near future," he said calmly.

  Qian Meng quirked her brow. "You looked up the cold gel, too?" she snickered.

  "That and the intrusive checkups that are uncomfortable." He frowned.

  "Those…" she groaned, remembering.

  "It's part of life."

  And when she was getting her consultation, Mo Qingchen sat ramrod straight as if he was in the principal's office. Qian Meng was almost sure that he would pull out a notebook to write down every word the doctor said.

  She shook her head as she turned to the doctor. The female doctor was looking over her reports.

  "So, you wish to have a child, is that correct?" the doctor asked. Qian Meng nodded, even though it was a foregone conclusion at that point. "Your prescription of birth control pills will be over in a few days. You will definitely need to get off those first," the doctor said calmly. "Mind you, there are two issues that you need to know of."

  Mo Qingchen stiffened. Of course, having children was hard.

  "Is there an issue?" Qian Meng asked. She hadn't considered this part. She hadn't had any issues with her reports in the past.

  "No need to be worried. I just want to remind you that birth control takes somewhere between two weeks and a month to wear off," the doctor began. "Apart from that, your reports shows some scarring in the ovary."

  The doctor turned the screen and showed it to them.

  "Is this a huge issue?" Mo Qingchen questioned immediately.

  "Not really. Such scarring is common at Mrs. Mo's age. They appear somewhat abruptly and aren't life threatening," she explained.

  "But it does make it harder to conceive," Qian Meng commented softly.

  The doctor nodded. "It reduces chances or delays pregnancy, but it's not a problem, really," the doctor assured.

  Mo Qingchen looked at the picture and felt a pang of sadness. He hadn't considered that in the other world, she could have developed this and had a problem conceiving. Guilt enveloped him once again.

  "Is there medication for this?" he asked quickly.

  Qian Meng saw his clenched fists and smiled helplessly.

  "Of course. First of all, you need to have a healthy lifestyle. I know that both of you work out, eat clean food and follow schedules, but you also need to reduce stress," the doctor advised. "Enjoy the process and you should have no problem," she said calmly, giving Qian Meng a pointed look.

  The message was clear: don't get obsessed with conceiving, enjoy being in love.

  "Of course."

  "What is the time-frame for positive results," Mo Qingchen asked astutely.

  Qian Meng snorted. "This is not a business deal, she can't tell you any definite time period."

  The doctor waved it off, having met enough prospective parents who asked these questions. "You can expect results somewhere between four months to… years." The last part was softer.

  "It's a long-term project, then," Mo Qingchen mumbled.

  Qian Meng remained silent, mostly amused by his musing. It was evident that Mo Qingchen was racing for that baby. She wanted kids, but he was result driven and was planning on her popping out a baby exactly nine months from when he said he wanted kids, too.

  "I'll work extra hard to make it happen."

  The doctor suppressed a smile at the shameless declaration and Qian Meng burst into laughter.

  "I am glad that your husband is an overachiever."

  The appointment came to an end and Qian Meng left with a prescription.

  Safe to say the doctor was surprised when the Mo couple came back twenty five days later.

  The doctor looked at them, puzzled as she squirted sanitizer on her hands. "Tell me…" she said finally.

  "I missed my period," Qian Meng said immediately. Her words were rushed, stunning the doctor.

  "Going off your birth control pills can throw off your menstrual cycle, yes," she commented. "But as you are trying for a child and are healthy, I am bound to give you a pregnancy test," she said with a smile.

  "I already took a few," Qian Meng said proudly. She produced a ziplock bag full of test sticks. The doctor saw that there were two of every brand she could think of. It was a huge ziplock bag, too.

  "Whose idea was it?" she asked, a little scared of the couple.

  "Mo Qingchen prepared everything in advance. We set up a monitoring system, too," Qian Meng said proudly. While making babies was fun and having Mo Qingchen pouncing on her delightful, his conviction to the task was heart-warming. He had everything prepared and just waiting.

  "Okay." The doctor shook her head.

  Obviously, the tests in her hand were all positive.

  "Did you take these in the morning or later in the day?" These were important questions.

  "One of each brand in the morning and the rest after lunch."

  Leave it up to this couple to be this efficient.

  "Despite the results on the pregnancy kits, I will need a formal test done through the labs," the doctor chuckled.

  And sure enough, the results came out the same.

  The doctor pulled Qian Meng to the bed and the cold gel was back on her stomach.

  The doctor sighed when she moved the wand around. "You're about twenty days pregnant," she confirmed. She couldn't help but look at the smug Mo Qingchen who was sitting and watching them.

  "We are overachievers," Qian Meng said proudly. "What's a little scar tissue to the super sperm of two highly intelligent and beautiful individuals? Our genes are incomparable."

  Actually, she was jokingly voicing out what she knew Mo Qingchen was thinking. He looked even more amused but kept his mouth shut.

  He had done the victory dance at him when Qian Meng wasn't looking. He delivered the results much before the expected time-frame. What was not to celebrate?

  The doctor laughed. "I suppose we need to get you a plan, then."

  And that, was how these two beat the odds. Maybe it was the universe giving them a helping hand. Maybe it was Mo Qingchen's super sperm. No one would find out the real answer.