Chapter 11: Marking Without Marriage is Illegal
President Shou had eleven tubes of venous blood frantically drawn from him in the hematology department. After the draw, he felt like he was already anemic.
Dizzy and with weak legs, he slumped over the blood-drawing table, unable to stand up for a long time.
“Deserve it,” Rich Young Master Xiao said from the side, arms crossed, making snide remarks.
Because the test package he originally purchased for Shou Jiaxun only required six tubes. Shou Jiaxun insisted on getting a “Health Certificate,” plus screening for common infectious diseases, which added another five tubes.
The accompanying doctor fetched a cup of warm water and brought it to Shou Jiaxunâs lips, professionally expressing concern: “Are you faint at the sight of blood? Here, drink some water first.”
President Shouâs heart rate continued to climb, pounding until his whole body was weak. He shook his head half-deadly, groaning and complaining in a low voice: “…Drew too much.”
The doctor clicked his tongue and smiled awkwardly, whispering comfort: “It’s fine to draw 200cc for a regular blood donation. You didn’t even reach 50cc; you’ll be fine. Where exactly do you feel uncomfortable now?”
“Everywhere feels uncomfortable.”
Shou Jiaxunâs frail appearance contrasted sharply with his actual youthful age, but considering his suspected “brain cancer,” the doctor didn’t dare to be careless.
He suggested softly, “Then let’s go lie down in the lounge. The MRI later will take a relatively long time, so we’ll go over a bit later.”
Shou Jiaxun hung his head without a word, letting the accompanying doctor and Xiao Yu support him by the arms on both sides and slowly drag him out of the hematology examination room.
He slumped on the sofa in the lounge area for a full half-hour before finally recovering a little spirit. As a result, after “resonating” in the MRI room for a quarter of an hour, he felt as if his body had been hollowed out again.
The accompanying doctor still judged that little Student Shou was faint at the sight of blood, so he suggested to them: “There are still a few cardiopulmonary items left. How about we reschedule and do them another time? I can see he’s really quite uncomfortable.”
Xiao Yu frowned and nodded, expressing agreement, but immediately lowered his head to question Shou Jiaxun, who was sprawled on the sofa: “Are you pretending to be faint at the sight of blood because you don’t want to go back to school?”
President Shou had no strength to bicker with him, only muttering softly: “You ‘pretend’ one and show me.”
The accompanying doctor asked with concern: “Should I go get a wheelchair?”
“No need,” President Shou refused weakly. In his last life, he never sat in that thing until he died.
Besides, he was eighteen now, not eighty.
Xiao Yu sighed repeatedly and sat down next to Shou Jiaxun. “Go to my house later. I’ll take you in for two days temporarily, wait until we finish the remaining tests and see the results. Then, if you’re fine, go back to school; if you’re sick, go into the hospital.”
Shou Jiaxun furrowed his brows tightly and rolled his eyes at him, rattling off Uncle Guo’s address: “You send me there, or help me call a taxi myself.”
Rich Young Master Xiao gritted his back molars hard but ultimately chose to compromise: “Fine.”
After speaking, he clamped Shou Jiaxunâs arm with one hand and forcibly dragged him off the sofa. “Then let’s go.”
Uncle Guo had always rented an “old, broken, and small” apartment without an elevator in the old district, and always chose the top floor with the cheapest rent.
When Shou Jiaxun was halfway up the stairs, he felt exhausted to the point of being a bit dazed. He even had an impulse to turn back and say to Xiao Yu: “Let’s go to your house; your house definitely has an elevator.”
Rich Young Master Xiaoâs gaze was fixed dead on the gland on the back of Shou Jiaxunâs neck as he moved upward at a snail’s pace.
Wanted to bite.
But marking without marriage was indeed illegal… would go to jail.
So, the primitive bestiality of humans really needed civilized laws to restrain it.
If time went back to before the founding of the nation and legislation, Xiao Yu, as an Alpha, even if he casually “pa-pa-pa’d,” “knotted,” and “marked” him in a three-hit combo, others would only say: “Yo-ho! An Omega dares to go out alone? He just wanted to come out and seduce an Alpha, right? Someone is willing to take responsibility for him; he must be happy to death.”
Shou Jiaxun clutched the door key in his hand in advance, but before reaching the top floor, he collapsed onto the stairs with a thud.
Xiao Yu hurriedly stepped forward to support him. Upon getting close, he immediately smelled a sweet, soft, and fresh glandular scent belonging to an Omega.
“Are you in heat?!” Rich Young Master Xiao was instantly a bit panicked too.
Right now, with this lone Alpha and lone Omega, if something happened, given Shou Jiaxunâs dog-like temper, he would definitely turn hostile afterward. Wouldn’t he be “dead meat”?
“Hmph…?” It was the first time in President Shouâs two lives combined that he encountered such a thing, and he was completely psychologically unprepared.
It was like he had taken illegal drugsâdazed, powerless, at the mercy of others.
Xiao Yu dragged him up from the ground, hoisted one of his arms, and quickened his steps upstairs, asking urgently: “Do you have medicine?”
“Medicine” meant suppressants. Although they couldn’t aid digestion, they were a must-have at home.
President Shouâs consciousness was blurred, his thinking a bit chaotic. He hummed and questioned back: “Still taking drugs? …Enough kick, can’t handle it.”
“F*ck!” Rich Young Master Xiao cursed under his breath, prying the key from his hand to open the door.
Uncle Guo’s home was small enough to see everything at a glance. Xiao Yu pushed Shou Jiaxun onto the bed in one piece and immediately turned to pull open the refrigerator door at the entrance.
Because sex gland suppressants were biological agents, if a household had them, they were usually stored in the refrigerator.
Who knew that when he opened the refrigerator door, it was stuffed full of melons and fruits Uncle Guo hadn’t sold but couldn’t bear to throw away, which were no longer very fresh.
Rich Young Master Xiao was dumbfounded.
Actually, at the medical center, Shou Jiaxun had already shown signs of going into heat. Because it coincided with “fainting at the sight of blood,” no one thought in that direction.
But looking at it now, perhaps he wasn’t faint at the sight of blood at all.
Xiao Yu held his breath, returned to the bedside, and shook Shou Jiaxun. “Where is your medicine?!”
Shou Jiaxunâs eyelashes were moist, his gaze unfocused. His lips, moist and tender like flower petals, parted slightly. Facing Rich Young Master Xiao directly, he exhaled a breath of hot “attraction”: “…Hot, turn on the AC.”
Rich Young Master Xiao looked up and aroundâwhere would an AC come from? There was only a broken fan beside the bed, old enough for the paint to peel off.
So the young Alpha frantically pressed the switch to turn on the electric fan.
The scent of entangled AO pheromones instantly filled the entire room.
…
Uncle Guo sold his stock well at the morning market today. He was confident he could clear the remaining fruit by catching the evening rush hour, so after closing the stall, he went home first, planning to rest a bit before going out as a peddler in the evening.
As a result, the moment he pushed open the door, he was almost knocked out by the messy, crazy scent of copulation.
Shou Jiaxun lay on his stomach on the bed, one hand and leg dangling off the edge. A strange young man he didn’t know was lying on top of him, mouth pressed tight against the Omega’s gland at the back of the neck, one hand already reaching into Shou Jiaxunâs pants.
“Who are you! What are you doing?” Uncle Guo turned pale with fright, rushing forward in one stride to grab Student Xiao and yank him backward violently.
When Xiao Yu fell on his butt on the floor, he finally sobered up a little. He looked blankly at the dark-skinned older Omega, mumbling, “I… didn’t mean to…”
Uncle Guo swept a glance at his bulging crotch, then looked at the delirious Shou Jiaxun on the bed.
He immediately turned the fan to maximum speed and opened the window to let the pheromone smell out of the room as quickly as possible.
Then he turned to open the refrigerator and dug out two boxes of medicine from the cracks between numerous fruits.
Uncle Guo was experienced in dealing with this kind of thing and didn’t follow the usual path. Without a word, he took out an injection and stabbed it directly into the sex gland at the back of Shou Jiaxunâs neck to push the medicine.
Others injected into the arm, thigh, or lower bellyâplaces with thin skin and thick fat, which were less painful.
Getting stabbed in the gland, Shou Jiaxun howled in pain, arching his body violently to struggle, but was slapped back down by Uncle Guo the next second.
The older Omega finished the injection and slapped a pheromone blocker patch on him.
Xiao Yu watched dumbstruck, involuntarily shivering. He quietly raised his hand to press the base of his own neck… silently lamenting: Truly fcking brutal.*
Uncle Guo casually threw a box of oral suppressants to Xiao Yu, signaling him to take it himself.
“It works fast this way,” the older Omega seemed to explain to Xiao Yu. While speaking, he fished a pack of cigarettes from the bedside drawer, furrowing his brow to question the other party: “Who on earth are you?”
Rich Young Master Xiao was tongue-tied…
Honestly, top-tier social death was probably just about this level, right?
Xiao Yu dry-swallowed a suppressant pill, embarrassed until his face turned green.
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