She tried to move her body, but found that she was too numb and in pain to move.
Only then did she realize that someone was nestled in her arms.
He was the person I expected.
She was leaning against her completely unconscious left side, her head resting on her collarbone; it probably wasn't very comfortable. Yet, she slept peacefully and soundly, like a quiet little white rabbit.
Luan Yenan unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes gradually adjusting to the surrounding brightness, and he successfully saw the details of Zuo Baixuan's face.
This is the first time I've seen Little White Flower sleeping.
I don't know what she saw in her dream, but she pursed her lips slightly.
Luan Yenan noticed the tiny scabs on her lips and subconsciously licked the tip of her teeth with his tongue.
The little rabbit reached out to touch the scabbed area with its fingers, but the movement of the pillow beneath it startled it awake from its sleep.
"You...you're awake!" Zuo Baixuan's voice was low and hoarse, as if she had just come out of a dream, and it was sticky, like she had a sweet candy in her mouth.
It's vanilla flavored candy.
"Yes, she's awake." Luan Yennan's gaze remained fixed on Zuo Baixuan's lips.
The moment Zuo Baixuan saw the smile in Luan Yenan's eyes, she suddenly woke up.
Why does this person have that smile?
Did she find out how I saved her?
It was clearly about saving lives.
But Zuo Baixuan felt guilty.
"The doctor told me that your pheromones are unstable, but you feel more comfortable when I'm around, so I'm lying in bed with you. How are you feeling now?" She controlled her tone, trying to remain calm, and slowly sat up.
"It feels... good, but my hands are a little numb." Luan Yenan's gaze remained fixed on Zuo Baixuan.
"Is that so? Then let's call the doctor over to take a look!" Zuo Baixuan was already mentally prepared to answer in the same way no matter what Luan Yenan said.
Therefore, she automatically ignored even the jokes and teasing in Luan Yenan's words.
She moved swiftly and without hesitation, jumping off the hospital bed and running out quickly.
Luan Yenan glanced at Zuo Baixuan's hurried departure and watched her disappear from sight, then looked at the pager on the wall next to him.
He smacked his lips, savoring the fading vanilla flavor in his mouth, and couldn't help but smile.
A short while later, the ward lights were turned on, and the doctor walked in with the interns and nurses, but Zuo Baixuan was nowhere to be seen.
This doctor is Dr. Tang, the most famous gland specialist in Beijing, and the person who has been responsible for examining Luan Yennan all along.
When Luan Yenan fell into a coma and was hospitalized, he rushed over from home to get firsthand information.
"How are you feeling now?" Dr. Tang asked.
The intern behind me was preparing to take notes.
"Where's my wife?" Luan Yenan squinted at the lamplight and asked in return.
Even the experienced Dr. Tang was amused by the question: "Your case is rare and could be used as a case study, and the affection between you two is also rare and could be used as a case study."
"How so?" Luan Yenan asked again.
Dr. Tang was somewhat helpless.
That's not the point!
It's clear that Luan Yenan doesn't care about his illness at all, and is more concerned about his relationship with his wife.
He shook his head, not forcing anyone to cooperate. He decided to let the younger doctors handle this, giving the intern next to him a look before checking the tracking data on the machine.
The intern, prompted by his teacher, excitedly said, "When you first arrived last night, you were unconscious, but you held onto your wife's hand tightly the whole way."
"And the strangest thing is that as soon as she leaves, your pheromones become very unstable, and you feel a strong aversion to other Alphas, Omegas, or even Betas. The teacher said this is because your pheromones are over 95% compatible."
"So after that, your wife has been taking care of you all by herself. She worked hard all night, and just now she went out to buy you breakfast. You really love her, and she really loves you!"
Luan Yenan glanced at the clock beside him. It was already past five in the morning. Since nine o'clock yesterday, Zuo Baixuan had been busy taking care of him.
"So, how are you feeling now?" Dr. Tang felt it was time to continue asking questions.
"I'm a little hungry," Luan Yenan said frankly.
Dr. Tang touched his forehead.
Being a little hungry indicates that Luan Yenan's metabolism is normal, but Dr. Tang felt that her saying "a little hungry" was a response to her wife going to buy breakfast.
What's the deal with this Luan Yenan?
I used to hate it, and I still hate it now.
But the types of people we dislike are not the same.
Dr. Tang sighed and said earnestly, "If you're hungry, it means there shouldn't be any problems this time. But you should be aware of your physical condition; you've had pheromone abnormalities before. However, after this re-examination, we found that your glands have undergone a special secondary development."
Luan Yenan listened in silence.
"Although the chances of this happening are small, we have seen quite a few cases in our hospital. Compared to the original pheromone abnormalities caused by excessively high pheromone concentrations with no other specific cause, the impact of secondary development is easier to control, so this is good news for you."
"Then what happened this time with the coma?" Luan Yenan wanted to determine whether it was caused by the "illness" or by "them." And how much of the reality of those dreams was there?
"This is caused by a mismatch between the glands and pheromone concentrations during secondary development. It's like a child's body trying to withstand the pressures of an adult. When it can't handle it, your body activates its self-defense mode, causing pheromones to attack itself. The principle is somewhat similar to an allergic reaction."
"So your wife is very smart. She used her highly compatible pheromones to help you stimulate your pheromones so that they stopped attacking your body and helped you escape a disaster."
Dr. Tang's words made Luan Yenan hesitate for a moment, unsure of what method Zuo Baixuan had found, and even more uncertain about another question: "So what is my treatment plan?"
Dr. Tang didn't dare keep them in suspense.
He was afraid that Luan Yenan, whom he had already labeled as having a love-struck mind, might suddenly have thoughts like "my wife is my life-saving medicine."
"Because the status of your gland's secondary development is still unclear, we recommend conservative treatment at this time. You should strengthen your physique through exercise to promote gland development. On the other hand, we recommend a medication to you."
He took out a medicine box that he had prepared beforehand from his white coat.
"This is the latest drug developed by Zhongshi Technology, which has a certain effect on stabilizing glands affected by secondary development. However, because it is a newly developed drug, my statement of 'effectiveness' is currently only supported by data from animal experiments and past volunteer drug testing. There are still a lack of reliable conclusions in clinical trials. Therefore, whether to include it in drug testing is up to you."
Luan Yenan took the medicine box and looked at the "Zhongshi Technology" written on it for a while.
She recognized the company; it was a rapidly growing gland technology company in recent years. There was virtually no negative news about it online, and its leaders were excellent researchers.
Luan Yenan didn't think too much about it and agreed to the treatment plan.
After the doctors and nurses left, it took quite a while before Zuo Baixuan arrived.
Zuo Baixuan was carrying soy milk, fried dough sticks, and tea eggs, which didn't look like food for a patient at all.
She entered the room without speaking to Luan Yenan, put down the bag in her hand, and went to open the curtains first.
The weather was lovely today. The sun at 6:30 in the morning was brighter than the fluorescent lights in the room, causing Luan Yenan to squint and it took him a while to adjust.
Luan Yennan looked at Zuo Baixuan, who was still glowing even though she was backlit, and casually asked, "Is this my breakfast?"
"I asked, and they said there are no dietary restrictions. I saw a long line at this place, so it must taste good. You can have it." Zuo Baixuan lowered her head and didn't look up when she spoke. She just kept placing the things in the bag in front of Luan Yenan, while she took a tea egg and sat down next to him with her back to the window.
In Luan Yenan's view, Zuo Baixuan was just a dark shadow surrounded by sunlight, and he couldn't see the details of her appearance and expression.
This is the effect Zuo Baixuan wanted.
But Luan Yenan didn't seem to be going to let her have her way. After taking a small bite of the fried dough stick, he asked, "Your lips look like they have a wound. How did you get it?"
"!!"
Zuo Baixuan covered her lips with a tea egg and glanced at Luan Yenan.
She can see that too?
Sitting in the light, Luan Yenan was no longer as pale as yesterday, and no longer carried the weakness of someone on the verge of death.
He was calm and composed again, making his moves with ease, aiming to surround and kill his opponent.
"Who's as thick-skinned as you? You fell hard and were fine, but I bumped into you and scraped my skin when I was carrying you." Zuo Baixuan swallowed a tea egg five times.
Luan Yenan raised his eyebrows suspiciously, but quickly concealed his doubt and said with certainty, "Did you do something bad to me yesterday while I was unconscious?"
"How could that be! Don't talk nonsense! If I wanted to do something bad, I would have just not saved you, let you hang at home and be done with it, and that would have been no problem for me!" Zuo Baixuan had already slowed down her speech and controlled her tone.
And it was confirmed that the heat rising on the face would be offset by the backlighting effect.
But Luan Yenan still wasn't going to let her off the hook: "But you seem to be feeling guilty?"
"What do you mean? You owe me a life, why would I feel guilty?" Zuo Baixuan retorted.
Luan Yenan put down the fried dough stick, biting into the plastic straw of his soy milk, and only asked two words: "Really?"
As Zuo Baixuan watched Luan Yenan's pearly teeth lightly touch the straw, deforming the plastic straw, she couldn't help but recall the moment from last night, and lightly licked the scab on the corner of her lips.
Without hesitation, I got up quickly.
If we stay here any longer, Luan Yenan will probably find out everything.
She tossed the bank card from her bag back to Luan Yennan: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Taking care of you is really taking up too much of my time. I have to go to school now. If you're free, you can handle the discharge procedures yourself!"
Luan Yenan watched Zuo Baixuan from the moment she got up until she left without saying anything more to make things difficult for her.
I just watched her move from the backlit area to the metering area.
Her face went from dark to bright, becoming bright and rosy.
Luan Yenan kept biting the straw, the stress relief made her feel comfortable, and the sweet aroma of the soy milk made her feel comfortable as well.
Zuo Baixuan's demeanor also made her feel comfortable.
A note from the author:
Luan Yenan: The soy milk is quite sweet.
Zuo Baixuan: You're talking nonsense! I didn't put any sugar in it at all!
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