Lop-Eared Guard - Chap 62
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After confirming that his health was stable, Yan Yi was taken home to recuperate.
The new house wasn’t as spacious as the original villa, but it was very close to Lu Shangjin’s company.
It was deliberately renovated in the Chinese style. Lu Shangjin had selected a set of rosewood furniture to put in the new house to dry out the smell for several days. Now, the baby bunny at home always walked around barefoot, so the bedroom was covered with a soft wool carpet.
He hired a nanny to take care of Yan Yi as Lu Shangjin was inevitably not at home sometimes. Leaving the child alone was too dangerous.
He went to An Fei Ya hospital and picked up two strong energy supplements.
The pharmacist initially advised him to use ordinary energizers, and the powerful agents were designed specifically to supply A3 grade glands. If the grade wasn’t enough, forcibly using it would stimulate the body, but would not cause too much damage.
Lu Shangjin took the medicine to the injection room, where two omega nurses were dispensing medication to a patient. At the same time, they noticed the alpha xiansheng who walked into the doorway and glanced at each other with excitement.
People in the hospital from top to bottom had already noticed this alpha way earlier as he had been in this hospital for some time. They heard that he was a friend of their young master, and was just over thirty years old with a successful career. He had money and visuals. If it weren’t for the fact that Lu Shangjin was hung up on Yan Yi, he would have noticed the omegas’ hungry tiger’s gaze.
The omega nurse took the medicine and looked at it. She choked, “Xiansheng, did you take the wrong medicine?”
“No.”
“The side effects will be great and unpleasant…” The omega explained hesitantly. Generally, during the birth of an omega, some alpha gland diseases become premature and difficult to use, so powerful energy agents are used to soothe the pheromone to protect the omega from suffering during birth.
Lu Shangjin slightly turned his sleeve and looked at his watch, “Get it done in five minutes.”
Neither potent energizers nor inhibitors should be injected directly around the gland, but could only be injected intravenously to prevent excessive stimulation, which can cause periglandular lesions.
The reaction was not as drastic as expected. Lu Shangjin stayed in the injection room for a while, and the nurse asked him to stay in the hospital for an hour to observe whether there was any allergic reaction.
He just heard that Dr. Zhong had a lecture on glandular cells in the screening room, and most of the doctors and nurses who had nothing to do went there. The esteemed professors sat in the front row, occasionally looking down to jot down some important points in their notebooks.
Lu Shangjin sat in the last row and listened for a while.
In the middle of the lecture, Dr. Zhong presented a theory that had been popular for a long time: the theory of higher-grade reproductive instincts, the pathological dependence of higher-grade omega on the alpha instincts that mark them.
Lu Shangjin’s heart tightened. His eyebrows knitted together as he slightly straightened up and focused on the image of the lectern.
Dr. Zhong said that through the research results obtained by leading teams abroad over the years, it was once again confirmed that higher-grade dependence is justified. This dependence cannot be removed through ordinary marker cleansing procedures and will continue until the gland ages or is damaged.
The direction of their future research was to exclude higher-grade dependency while enhancing independence, so that a higher-grade omega could avoid being reduced to an alpha’s accessory.
With each sentence, Lu Shangjin’s face turned whiter. When he came back to his senses, his palm had been scratched with blood stains by his nails. His chest felt severely tight, like something was stuck in it. He was so agitated that his body ached all over and every blood vessel swelled uncomfortably.
He had also been using this pathological instinct of an omega as a bargaining chip for arrogance and conceit, determined that Yan Yi would not leave him.
“Today, when the survival environment of high-grade omegas is deteriorating year by year, our team is committed to figuring out a new path to solve the dilemma and make efforts for the healthy continuation of human genes.” Dr. Zhong took a bow on the stage.
On the guest table, Xia Jingtian was nestled in a chair playing with his cell phone, and was dragged up forcibly by his brother to applaud.
Lu Shangjin stared at the words “high-grade dependence on instincts” above the holographic projection and clenched his fist unconsciously, his knuckles turning white.
His heart was beating extremely fast as he drove home, and there was a sense of anxiety raging through his body.
When pushing the door in, Lu Shangjin was shaken by a fearful scream, his head short-circuited as if it was empty for a moment.
He ran inside in a hurry. Yan Yi was shrinking in the corner in extreme fear, hugging himself into a ball and shivering wildly. The newly hired nanny was sweating from panic beside him, “What’s the matter!”
There was a juicer still running on the dining table, making a humming noise.
Lu Shangjin hurriedly turned off the juicer, the buzzing sound stopped, and only then did Yan Yi stop screaming in terror.
He quickly ran to Yan Yi and picked him up. The shivering rabbit sweated like he was fished out of the water.
“Good boy, everything’s okay, there’s nothing there.” Lu Shangjin released a large amount of soothing pheromones, gently rubbing Yan Yi’s hair and glancing at the nanny, “Go and throw away the juicer.”
The nanny was scared out of her wits and rushed out to do as she was told.
Yan Yi struggled uncomfortably in Lu Shangjin’s arms, biting madly at his neck.
“Get out- out!” Yan Yi pushed him hard and took the opportunity to kick Lu Shangjin when he put him on the sofa. He kicked on the wound that had not healed yet, and Lu Shangjin bit back a sound of pain, his clothes immediately stained with blood. He grabbed his ankle and pressed it down, before leaning over and pressing against him, gently kissing the corner of his lips.
“I’m not leaving.” Lu Shangjin hugged him tightly, the whole living room was filled with the narcissus scent of soothing pheromones. He cupped Yan Yi’s face and touched his forehead, comforting him in a muted tone, “It’s okay, don’t be afraid, I’m here.”
Dragging out his tearful voice, Yan Yi asked, “When is Jin ge coming to pick me up?”
Lu Shangjin closed his eyes, “I’ve already picked you up and taken you home.”
Yan Yi pushed him hard, “I want the little prince in the castle, you leave- leave.”
He didn’t understand.
At the beginning, Yan Yi stood on his tiptoes to put on the crown embedded with stars for him, but now he broke it with his own hands.
It turned out that the little prince glowing in Yan Yi’s heart was not him at all.
Lu Shangjin released more soothing pheromones in a panic.
He took the little rabbit into his arms and kept petting him for fear of losing him, “He’ll come, be good.”
Yan Yi quieted down, gently grabbed Lu Shangjin’s lapel and whispered softly, “The little prince will come to take me home.”
Lu Shangjin took him in his arms and put him to sleep, leaning against the wall with a splitting headache.
The arrogance and conceit of the second-grade differentiated alpha were completely restrained. For Yan Yi now, whether he was the little prince in his memory, or the high fit alpha, one might be more attractive to him.
Highly compatible alphas only needed to release a little soothing pheromone to calm their omegas, while Lu Shangjin had to expend ten to twenty times more energy to bridge the gap.
He was afraid that Yan Yi would ask him for the ten or twenty year old Lu Shangjin, but also afraid that Yan Yi would ask him for baby’s breath pheromones, afraid that Yan Yi missed Xia Jingtian who fits so well with him.
The dried glands began to heat up and fill up under the effect of the powerful energetic agents, but at the same time, the blood vessels and muscles swelled painfully and a strong feeling of nausea churned in his stomach.
Lu Shangjin shut himself in the bathroom and hugged the toilet bowl as he vomited again and again. He held himself back from making sounds, so as not to wake Yan Yi who had just become quiet.
His consciousness was always clear and there was an excessive amount of drugs squeezing and advancing through his blood vessels, gradually rising to the glandular area.
Half an hour passed, and Lu Shangjin had already finished vomiting bile. He rinsed his mouth and washed his face, before sitting on the toilet lid with his hands on his forehead and froze. He suddenly blocked his eyes, his broad shoulders trembled slightly.
He conveniently grabbed a handful in the medical kit, fished out a tube of suppressant needles, broke it off and haphazardly stabbed it into his arm, letting the pain force himself to wake up a little.
Tiny drops of blood seeped outward along the hole of the needle. Lu Shangjin leaned weakly against the wall, pressing his forehead against the cold ceramic tiles.
In front of Yan Yi, he was like a ball of air, trying to squeeze out a little oxygen to supply him, but he turned a blind eye to him.
Once there was no high-grade dependency anymore, his current self would already be nothing to Yan Yi.
He regretted marking Yan Yi when he was seventeen.
Would Yan Yi not even like him at all to begin with, and was completely driven by instinct to be so dependent on him, that he still refused to leave even though his whole body and his heart hurt so badly?
Oh right. He wanted to follow the spider who marked him before.
Lu Shangjin’s eyes fell in disappointment.
He had been thinking he was favoured all along and still thought that the omega was deeply infatuated with him.
The bathroom door was suddenly gently pushed open and Yan Yi stood by the door rubbing his sleepy eyes. The warm light from the living room hit behind him and shone on Lu Shangjin.
Lu Shangjin subconsciously gathered up his emotions while releasing soothing pheromones, afraid that his current appearance would scare him.
The little rabbit came in with his lips pursed. He stood in front of him, bent down and hugged him gently.
“Did my kick hurt you?”
Lu Shangjin’s gaze froze for a moment, then he wrapped his arms around Yan Yi’s waist and buried his head in his arms.
“A little.”
