Right after being reported by a student, the dormitory supervisor teacher, despite feeling nauseous, put on gloves and took out the pregnancy test stick.
The school took it to the hospital specially, hoping to find clues from the residue left on the pregnancy test stick.
However, the conclusion they received was somewhat laughable.
"This isn’t urine, it should just be something like fruit juice."
The principal couldn’t believe it, "Are you sure?"
The doctor felt helpless, "Yes, we’ve checked, this is definitely not urine."
"But, but these two lines—"
Although the principal was a man, he understood what this meant, wasn’t it that one could only test positive if they were pregnant?
"The pregnancy test measures the hormones in a woman’s urine through a chemical reaction to present the result, but if other liquids are dropped on it, it might also cause a similar reaction."
The doctor, although initially startled, felt that the teachers were overreacting after seeing the results.
"It’s probably just a student experimenting out of curiosity. With the immense study pressures at Lingguang No.1 Middle School, where would students have the mind to engage in romances?"
The principal asked again, "Are you certain?"
"Certain, certain, rest assured, it’s definitely not urine; now you can be at ease."
Only then the principal was relieved, and after returning to the school, he spoke to several teachers about the situation and sat down in his chair with a composed face.
"Actually, I also felt there was nothing to it, it was all of you making a big fuss over nothing, right?"
"We still ought to trust our students. Although messing around with relationships isn’t illegal now, our students are all good kids. Look at you, all day long worrying about such things; how can you have so little trust?"
The principal was about to give the teachers a lecture on their mindset when he saw several senior three teachers exchange glances with each other, hesitating to speak.
"Old Li, Old Wang, Teacher Xiaoliu, if you have something to say, speak up, don’t beat around the bush."
All of these were senior three homeroom teachers, and it was clear they had discussed things privately; there was a pause as they looked toward one of them, who was relatively younger.
The homeroom teacher took a deep breath, "Principal, even if that pregnancy test stick is fake, it seems that someone is indeed pregnant."
The principal almost fell from his chair when he heard this.
No longer caring what he had just said about trusting students, he said sternly, "What’s going on? Do you have evidence? Tell me everything from the beginning!"
"Several teachers received reports suspecting that Zhou Xitong in my class might really be pregnant."
In fact, Zhou Xitong’s pregnancy symptoms were very apparent.
Although her cessation of menstruation could not be discovered, her other symptoms, such as excessive sleepiness, emotional instability, nausea, and vomiting, were observed by others.
Previously, nobody thought to consider this possibility, and even if they noticed, they assumed she was just feeling unwell.
But with the incident involving the pregnancy test stick, overnight everyone turned into a detective, keeping their eyes open for the slightest clue.
They all wanted to find out who the pregnant person was.
In such a tense atmosphere, Zhou Xitong’s condition was naturally hard to conceal.
The principal wanted to take a sip from his teacup, but his wrist shook so much that he spilled quite a bit.
The scalding tea made him shudder.
"We cannot afford another false alarm this time; are you certain?"
The homeroom teacher sighed and nodded, "I’ve asked several subject teachers, and they all say that Zhou Xitong has indeed been sleeping a lot in class lately, looking very tired. The few girls she is always with also think there’s something wrong with Zhou Xitong. Recently, she can’t stand the sight of greasy food at the canteen."
"What about her roommates?"
The principal was still struggling, but the homeroom teacher struck a heavy blow.
"I had a talk with Ye Chunxiao, she also thinks there’s something wrong with Zhou Xitong. And according to her, Zhou Xitong has been dating recently, often on the phone for half an hour to an hour, and she won’t let her listen, even sending her out of the dormitory."
The teacup in the principal’s hand fell onto the table, spilling tea all over.
"Call Zhou Xitong over for me, I want to ask her what’s really going on!"