Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

Lin Ci'an bought Chu Ziyu, and he had no intention of staying in the auction house. He asked the service staff around him when the items would be delivered.

"Sir, the items will be delivered to you after the auction. If you are in a hurry, you can go to the backstage of the auction to pick them up. Just show your seat number and pay the corresponding amount."

After getting the answer, Lin Ci'an went to the backstage of the auction without stopping. There was a huge service counter in the backstage, with more than a dozen goods exchange personnel standing in front of it. Behind them was a transparent glass wall, through which you could see the layers of stacked goods. The black cloth on Chu Ziyu's cage had been removed, so he could still be seen through the glass wall. He was still huddled up in a ball, hiding in the corner without moving.

Lin Ci'an stepped forward and said to the exchange staff at the counter in front of him: "I need to exchange auction item number 257, this is my seat number ."

"Okay, sir, please scan this QR code and pay the auction amount."

Ding, 1,000 million star coins have been deposited. The voice announcement on the counter sounded, "Can I take him away now?"

"Yes sir, you may take him now."

The counter exchanger was a guard at the warehouse door, who brought out No. 76 Chu Ziyu. The guard opened the iron cage, pulled the iron chain, and pulled Chu Ziyu out. Chu Ziyu struggled hard.

Lin Ci'an stepped forward and pushed open the guard's hand, hugging Chu Ziyu who was resisting fiercely. But it was useless, Chu Ziyu was still struggling unconsciously, and he could not recognize him at all. The wounds on his body bled more as he moved violently. Lin Ci'an had no choice but to hit the back of his neck. Chu Ziyu collapsed all over, and Lin Ci'an hugged him, covered him with a black cloak, and walked out of the auction house.

When Chu Ziyu woke up again, he saw the snow-white roof and the empty room. Looking at the decorations around him, he knew that he had not left the Kalan planet yet. The wounds on his body had been cleaned and bandaged, and he now looked like a mummy from a distance.

Lin Ci'an was next door dealing with the official business that had accumulated due to his sudden departure. During the time when Chu Ziyu was unconscious, he found that Chu Ziyu's optical computer had been damaged, so he bought Chu Ziyu another optical computer, a black and white couple model. The two optical computers established a close relationship, and when Chu Ziyu woke up, the optical computer immediately sent a message to Lin Ci'an.

When Lin Ci'an brought Chu Ziyu back home, he called the doctor who always accompanied him to give him a comprehensive physical examination.

It was discovered that in addition to the obvious skin injuries on his body, there was also a problem with his glands. There was an obvious scar on it, as if it was a self-cut wound, but it had already healed.

"Your Majesty, this omega must have been suppressed by the pheromones of many alphas, forcing him to submit. But he must have resisted fiercely at the time, and the glands on the back of his neck must have been torn apart by fingers. His original level should have been double S-level, but due to the damage to the glands and the lack of proper treatment after the injury, he has now become S-level, and there is a trend of continued decline."

Shock flashed across Lin Ci'an's eyes. They had only not seen each other for a year, how could it turn out like this?

"Can it be fixed?"

"It's not easy to repair, because the wound that was forcibly torn is not very regular. If you want to treat it, you need to cut it open again, remove the scar hyperplasia area, and sew it again. There is no guarantee that the mental power level will be restored to the original level. The best case scenario is to keep the current mental power level unchanged."

"And for an omega who has experienced something like this, we cannot guarantee that he will have no mental problems. This will only be known through follow-up observation."

Lin Ci'an's expression darkened when he thought of Chu Ziyu's fierce resistance.

"Okay, take care of his external injuries first, and leave the others alone."

Lin Ci'an walked into the room and saw that Chu Ziyu had woken up, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He wanted to walk to the bed, but Chu Ziyu's reaction was very violent. He shrank into the corner of the bed farthest from him. In his hand, he was still holding the cutlery spoon that had been placed on the table to prepare food for him. The edge had been sharpened by him and was flashing with cold light. He pressed it tightly against his neck. His hands were shaking all the time, cutting his skin, and strands of blood were already emerging. His eyes were full of madness, "You... get out... cough cough cough..."

Facing Chu Ziyu, who was so resistant to him, Lin Ci'an didn't know what to do, but he was afraid that he would hurt himself, so he backed away again and again, "I won't go over, you see I'm backing away, put it down quickly."

"Boss, this is a bit too much." 6872 reminded Chu Ziyu who was addicted to acting.

"Yeah, sorry, I'm acting crazy. I forgot, my original script was not like this. My script was about a little wife running with the ball, and then getting knocked away by a ruthless scumbag. Sorry, I got off track."

"I had to get the ball first, then run. Perfect plan."

Chu Ziyu's eyes regained clarity. He put down the spoon in his hand, lowered his head, and his fingers kept overlapping and entwining.

"Brother, I...wasn't that scary just now? I can't control myself. Sorry for making fun of me."

Lin Ci'an had already retreated to the door, and when he saw Chu Ziyu put down the spoon and his expression was no longer crazy, he took a few steps forward and heard Chu Ziyu's words just as he reached the bed.

The voice was very weak, and by the end, it gradually became inaudible.

Lin Ci'an didn't want to provoke him so he broached the subject and asked softly, "How do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

Chu Ziyu looked at him silently, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.

Lin Ci'an picked up the laptop beside him and handed it to Chu Ziyu, "I bought this for you. It contains my contact information. Feel free to contact me if you have any questions."

Chu Ziyu took the laptop, lowered his head and fiddled with it, without saying a word.

Lin Ci'an felt a sense of loss in his heart. He sighed and prepared to leave the room.

The moment he turned around, Chu Ziyu spoke, "Thank you..." His voice was very low, but loud enough for Lin Ci'an to hear.

Lin Ci'an was slightly stunned, then he smiled, "No need to thank me, brother, have a good rest." After saying that, he gently closed the door.