Oops, I forgot to bring the inhibitor [Interstellar]

This sentence probably exhausted all her shame, and after she finished speaking, Yan Xuechi lowered her head stubbornly, and her five fingers that were holding Lancer's lapel loosened.

But even though it was loosened, the scratches on the shirt could not be healed for a while.

"Get out of this place first. It's too dangerous." Lancer was silent for a few seconds, and finally just hugged him gently, not daring to make unnecessary movements.

In the momentary trance just now, Lancer thought he had heard wrong.

When I came back to my senses, my mind became clearer.Out of reason and politeness, as well as the surrounding environment, I temporarily rejected this request.

After speaking, Lancer put him on his shoulders, and ordered the soldiers next to him, "Inject these living experimental subjects with inhibitors and take them all out."

"Yes, sir."

"Wait, take Mr. Yan out too. Also, let all the Omegas retreat first, there is something wrong with this place." Lancer thought for a while, then handed over Yan Xuechi on his shoulder to his subordinates, and whispered again One sentence, "The military department will take care of the rest of the matter, follow up first, you need a doctor now."

When Yan Xuechi was put down, he staggered at first, but luckily someone around him grabbed him.

Looking up again, Lancer had already started to walk out with the rest of the people, talking to the intercom constantly while walking.

"Inspector Yan, can we still go?"

"Yes." Yan Xuechi tried her best to stand up straight.

In the past, Yan Xuechi remembered that the military academy had a practical training class for Omega.

Inhibitors are not allowed to be used during the special period, and the training must be completed within the specified time.

At that age, I could bear it, but now I can't support such a little thing, and I even need to ask others for help.

Recalling the "help request" that I didn't know how to say, Yan Xuechi wanted to go back and give herself a basin of water to sober up.

Being rejected is also reasonable.

However, although the will can support it, it is a bit powerless in action.

After struggling for a few steps, he finally got out with the help of other non-commissioned officers.

This kind of feeling of being a drag bottle is not good.Especially during this special period, surrounded by a group of adult alphas, the body and mind bear double burdens.

Yan Xuechi could clearly feel that some of them felt uncomfortable with the pheromones emanating from him.

Although the facial expression is serious, the military uniform is self-cultivation after all.As long as you pay attention to it a little bit, many things cannot be covered up.

Fortunately, the entrance from the explosion was near this cultivation room, and it went to the ground after a short walk.

The underground air is not circulating, and the temperature is still warm.But on the ground, when the cold wind blows, even the skin is stinging.

During the special period, the sensitivity of touch will increase dozens of times than usual, especially after inhaling the medicine gas targeting Omega. At this time, even the friction of clothing materials on the body is endless torture.

Yan Xuechi looked around, and it seemed that all the Omega had this sudden attack symptom, the slight one just shrunk up, the serious one was even worse than the one he begged Lancer just now.

Obviously, before coming here, everyone thought that as long as they brought enough inhibitors and other medicine supplies, this situation could be effectively avoided.

After being sent to the hospital, Yan Xuechi was allowed to unbutton a little when facing the doctor.

"There are traces of laser gun burns on the body, excessive use of inhibitors, and inhalation of excessive stimulating gas, the body has been overloaded, and no more drugs can be used in a short time."

"Sedatives don't work either? Just let me fall asleep. I don't feel very well right now." Yan Xuechi asked in a low voice.

"Have you been permanently marked? If so, you can trouble the other party..."

"No." Yan Xuechi replied very simply.

Seeing this, the doctor sighed, and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "If it's not wrong... it's extracted from the alpha pheromone, concentrated and added with a potion that makes people more sensitive to touch. The control over Omega is Absolutely, even if it is marked, it will be difficult to resist the power of this potion. Don't worry too much, it's not your problem."

"By the way, my friends, have you been sent in yet?"

"There is only one wounded person in the police department." After the doctor finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at Yan Xuechi.

"..."

"Wait another twelve hours, you can inject a small amount of anesthesia, and perform the excision of the burn. But without the help of Alpha, you can only survive this period by yourself."

Yan Xuechi's heart sank when she heard this.

She had suffered too many injuries before, even when she was about to amputate once, Yan Xuechi just felt "a little pain" and she could get over it with patience.

But alone in this special period, it has always been a nightmare in my heart.

Before the gender split, Yan Xuechi always felt that she should be an alpha, after all, her physical strength had already surpassed all her peers around her.

Yet the night of the gender divide.

Yan Xuechi remembered that it was the second year of military school.

On a snowy night, even wearing a layer of clothing is terribly hot.I can't tell whether it's uncomfortable or what, or what I'm longing for.

After struggling for two days without going to class, he was discovered, sent to the infirmary, and injected with inhibitors.

Those two days were worse than life, Yan Xuechi still remembers it now.

When she was isolated in the single room, Yan Xuechi slowly sat on the ground leaning against the wall.

Although the room is not spacious, and there is a strong smell of disinfectant.

When the lock came in, the nurse told Yan Xuechi that in order to protect privacy, the monitoring would only be turned on when the patient's vital signs changed drastically.

The clothes that got in the way on my body can finally be opened, and it will be much easier.

However, Yan Xuechi still kept a few of them, sticking them to the cold floor to make herself feel better.

When lying on the ground, Yan Xuechi reacted belatedly.

The coat he was wearing seemed to be the one Lancer gave him when he went out yesterday.

Although it has been scarred, there are traces of laser burns in many places, and even blood.

But the special smell left by the original owner will not disappear because of this little external injury.

Although I was declined when I asked for help just now.

But at this time, the smell of pheromone on Alpha is indeed a kind of comfort that can quench thirst.

Holding an unfamiliar person's clothes, burying his head in them fiercely, even holding them in his arms, just to feel the pheromones on them.

This behavior is not glamorous.

It's not even an exaggeration to say that it's a metamorphosis.

But here he is alone.

And no one is watching.

Unfamiliar surroundings, while not as secure as at home, are more exciting.

Some extremely private personal preferences, since the second gender differentiation, Yan Xuechi has always realized that she is different from others.

Although I haven't told anyone about it, it is real.

Yan Xuechi buried her head inside the jacket, breathing in the breath as much as possible.

The clear taste, like the person, is always unsmiling, but sometimes it is unexpectedly reassuring.

This action was maintained for a while, Yan Xuechi seemed to have adapted to the surrounding environment, and became a little bolder.

The coat is thin woolen.

It feels smooth to the touch along the way, but if it is turned upside down, the rough grainy feel is a bit irritating.

But at this time, it just happened to come in handy.

"Mr. Hawk, all the cultured bodies that already have life have been installed on the fighter jets and started to be transported to An Jingxing. The captured hostages have been brought back to the Federation by police officers."

After listening to the assistant's report, Lancer took a deep breath and tightly covered the wound on his left shoulder.

The scene was already in chaos, and the soundproof security shields were pierced several kilometers away. The remaining personnel of the police department

"All the wounded have been transferred to the affiliated hospital of the Federation Branch. Those with minor problems can return to An Jingxing tomorrow, and those with serious problems need to stay here for observation and treatment."

"Are... are you okay? After the treatment is over, why don't you go to the hospital too?"

Lancer pursed his lips and asked with difficulty, "What about others?"

"Major General Mouton was largely uninjured and has—"

Lancer raised his head and glanced at him, "I'm asking Inspector Yan."

"In the hospital. Isolation in a separate ward. The situation may not be ideal now. He should have been operated directly, but his current physical condition cannot use any medicine, including inhibitors, for a short time."

"Go to the hospital after processing here."

When the sky dawned, the messy scene finally recovered a bit.

After Lancer handed over the aftermath to his non-commissioned officers, he headed straight for the hospital.

The isolation ward is in the innermost building of the hospital.

Just when he got downstairs, Lancer was stopped by the nurse.

"Looking for someone. The wounded person from the police department just brought in is called Yan Xuechi."

"The patient's condition is not very good, non-relatives are not allowed to visit."

Lancer thought for a while, and then made up: "Legal cohabitation, but due to various reasons, the mark has not been completed, can we go in and try it out?"

This indifferent expression, even if it is really made up, it is no different from the real one.

"Yes. Please show valid proof."

Lancer thought about it, and it seemed that he couldn't get it out for a while.

"Travel missions, I can't carry my ID with me." After speaking, Lancer took out a paper photo from the inner pocket of his clothes, "Is this okay?"

The photo is of two people.

Yan Xuechi put her arms around his shoulders and smiled just right.The heads of the two were very close together, as if they were really a newly married couple.

The background is the red curtain in the middle of the auditorium of the military academy, which really looks like a wedding scene.

This was when Yan Xue was graduating late, and Lancer mustered up the courage to find the group photo he wanted.It has been kept close to the body for so many years, but I didn't expect it to be useful today.

The nurse glanced at it and handed Lancer a key card, "The third floor, the innermost room at the end of the corridor. It is not allowed to make the patient emotional or vigorous exercise, no noise is allowed, two hours of visiting time."

"Thank you."

Walking to the door, Lancer didn't open it directly with the key card, but knocked politely.

After all, the relationship of legal cohabitation is made up.

The so-called "marriage photos" are nothing more than photos taken at the time of graduation.

However, after knocking on the door, Lancer did not get a response.

Opened the bracelet and sent a message to Yan Xuechi.

Still no reply.

The sound insulation effect of the hospital is very good. Unless there is a huge movement like an explosion inside, it can be heard outside, and all other sounds will be blocked inside the wall.

So are pheromones.

Lancer thought he was asleep, so he used the door card as gently as possible, and opened the door a crack.

However, it only opened a crack, and the nostrils were immediately filled with the sweet and greasy smell of milk.

Lancer knew that this was Yan Xuechi's pheromone.

The taste does not match the appearance.

However, after adjusting his breathing, he heard a short muffled hum from inside.

Lancer's first reaction was whether he might fall.

After all, at that time, I couldn't even stand still.

Thinking of this, Lancer didn't care about being polite or impolite, and pushed the door open.

It was probably because Lancer's movements were so gentle that Yan Xuechi didn't notice anyone coming at all for a while.

Still maintain the previous posture and movement.

Clutching Lancer's coat, he kept rubbing against it like a cat.

Not just rubbing with your head.

As for the clothes on his body, they were so messed up that he couldn't go out.

Lancer was a little dazed for a while, as if the scene in front of him was too impactful, so that the speed of his brain could not keep up with what his eyes saw.

If I read correctly, the dress Yan Xuechi was holding was his.

Moreover, it is absolutely impossible to have such a strong pheromone just in a special period, and it must be accompanied by other actions to reach this level.

Lancer never dreamed that one day the clothes he lent would be used for such a thing.

Lancer didn't rush to make a sound, and gently locked the door with his backhand, walked towards Yan Xuechi's direction step by step, squatted down, and before speaking, he blew in Yan Xuechi's ear.

Only then did Yan Xuechi realize that something was wrong, she raised her head and glanced lightly from the corner of her eye, her movements froze for a moment.

The whole person even trembled a little.

Curled up into a ball, looking a little helpless.

The usual look that can be seen from a distance and cannot be desecrated is completely dissipated.

Instead, it makes people want to feel pity and love, and play to pieces.

"I really didn't expect that when I gave you this dress yesterday, you resisted so much." Lancer's voice became hoarse when he spoke, as if he was growling. I don't know if it was because of anger, or trying to hold it back. What, "Mr. Yan is really surprising."

"I'm sorry..." Yan Xuechi couldn't say anything other than sorry for a while.

"Clothes...I will pay for the clothes to sir."

Lancer didn't answer, but stretched out his hand first, ready to grab his coat back.

However, before touching Yan Xuechi, his hands were dirty first.

The temperature is more scorching than blood.

The only thing Yan Xuechi could do for a while was to grit her teeth and clutch her coat.

He lowered his head and tried not to look at Lancer's expression.

Thinking that this way of deceiving one's ears and stealing one's bell can escape the catastrophe.

Lancer was also obviously stunned by the sudden attack.

It took a long time before I could barely react to the bizarre "accident" just now.

The sweetness stained on the fingertips was brought to his lips, as if tasting some delicacy.

"Didn't Mr. Yan just say that he needed help? Why doesn't he even look at me now?"

Yan Xuechi: "..."

"If you don't need help, I'll leave first." After Lancer finished speaking, he pretended to get up and leave.

"Don't...don't go." Seeing that he was really going to leave, Yan Xuechi hurriedly persuaded him to stay, "Do me a favor."

"How can Mr. Yan want me to help you?"

Yan Xuechi gritted her teeth, seemingly unable to open her mouth.After struggling for a long time, I said softly: "Please, mark me... okay?"