After wearing a double omega, I am a scumbag [Transmigration Book]

that to me?Still not giving up?

An Fengqing frowned and thought about it, and he figured it out.

Cui Jue thought that he and Fan Duole were a couple, and Fan Duole cheated on his friend, but he was still shy and unwilling to let go?

An Fengqing felt a little funny.

He even forgot that he was pretending to be a couple with Fan Duole, Cui Jue not only remembered, but also specially came to remind him.

Cui Jue can't stand the marked omega being nice to others?Think he should revolve around him?

An Fengqing turned around calmly, and said sarcastically, "I won't give up if I don't want to give up, I just love Fan Duole, can you control me?" After speaking, he turned the door and went back to the box.

Unexpectedly, Cui Jue followed in behind.

Fan Duole was stunned, and asked: "What's the matter? Mr. Cui forgot to take something?"

Cui Jue controlled the wheelchair back to its original position without changing his face, and said, "Going out for a trip feels better, I'll overcome it."

Fan Duole was moved, and got up to serve Cui Jue a bowl of soup.Just as he sat down, Cui Jue spoke.

"Mr. Fan, I have a friend who recently encountered relationship problems. Can I ask you for advice?"

"Me?" Fan Dole pointed at himself, with a bitter expression on his face, "I haven't been in a relationship yet, but tell me."

Cui Jue's expression darkened when he heard this, and he glanced at him, and continued: "After my friend was with a, he fell in love with a's friend b, but he didn't want to break up with a, and even pursued b in front of a."

"Mr. Cui, let me put it bluntly, your friend is a scumbag."

Fan Duole curled his lips contemptuously, "A is cheap, if two people are willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, they should be tied to death for the rest of their lives, so don't harm others."

Hearing the word "cheap", Cui Jue's expression was instantly displeased, and his jaw tightened quickly.After Fan Duole finished speaking, he slowly said: "Mr. Fan is wrong, right? What did a do wrong? My friend is wrong from the beginning to the end, and a is just deceived by him."

At the end of the sentence, he took a deep look at An Fengqing, as if hinting at something.

Fan Duole looked confused: "Mr. Cui, then you ask me this question, what do you want to ask?"

Wouldn't it be good to let your friend admit his mistake and apologize? !

An Fengqing put down the spoon with a "click", and said with a slight smile: "A's heart is clear, but Mr. Cui is too lenient."

An Fengqing originally thought that Cui Jue would retort a few words, but he didn't expect him to finish his breakfast without saying a word.

Fan Duole originally wanted to take Cui Jue to inspect another mining area today, but considering that the other party said he was unwell, he postponed the trip until the afternoon.

An Fengqing didn't need to make excuses, and immediately went to Jian Mo's room to check the medicine he brought.

Paeoniae Alba, Dandelion...

An Fengqing checked the prescriptions one by one, and after ordering all the medicinal materials, he paused suddenly: "No bezoar?"

Jian Mo shook his head: "I searched for several farms overnight, but I couldn't find any suitable ones. I have arranged for someone to look for them again, and they should be able to find them in a few days. Can the medicines I brought be used?"

It's his fault, An Fengqing thought.

Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to the compatibility of medicinal materials. More of one kind and less of one kind, more or less of a few grams, will have a great impact on the medicinal properties of the prescription.He forgot to tell Jian Mo about it yesterday, which caused his friend to misunderstand.

Now that the bezoar is missing, the prescription he gave the prince will not work.

But fortunately, the silver needles and glass jars are ready, so you can try physical therapy first.

Prince Carlos replied that he could go up, and An Fengqing and Jian Mo went up to the 240th floor.

The guards came out from the shadows and said they wanted to check An Fengqing's briefcase.

As soon as I opened it, there were dozens of shining silver needles in the bag, as well as alcohol, glass jars, cotton balls, etc.

Dozens of red light spots suddenly appeared on An Fengqing and Jian Mo's body, and the captain of the guard returned to the door in a deep voice: "Your Highness, they have brought weapons."

"That's a tool for healing." An Fengqing rolled his eyes, and with a slight sway of his body, those red spots moved to his head.

The guards scolded angrily: "Don't move!"

"Let them in." Carlos' voice came from inside the door.

"Your Highness!"

"Let them in!"

The guard fell silent for a moment and stepped out of the way.

The curtains in the living room of the presidential suite were closed, and only a small dim light was turned on, outlining a vague figure on the silk sofa.His long silver hair was like satin, and his eyelids were lightly closed. If it weren't for the slight undulation of his strong chest under the silk jacket, he would have looked like an ancient Roman statue, so handsome that he didn't have a trace of popularity.

Carlos' thin lips moved, and his voice was muffled: "Sorry, I forgot to tell them."

"You didn't fall asleep yesterday?" An Fengqing asked softly.

"No," Carlos sighed, and when he opened his eyes and saw Jian Mo, his expression was a little dazed for a moment, "I'm so tired that I can't tell the difference between virtuality and reality?"

"I am reality, Your Highness the Crown Prince." Jian Mo put his right hand on his left chest and bowed slightly.

When An Fengqing explained that Jian Mo came to help overnight, the corner of Carlos' lips curled up: "Today's real world is quite beautiful."

The crystal lamp in the bedroom was brightly lit, and silver needles, alcohol, cotton balls, glass jars, etc. were spread out on the bedside table one by one. An Fengqing explained the scientific principles of acupuncture and cupping to Carlos.

"By stimulating certain muscles and connective tissue, it allows deep muscle relaxation to promote sleep."

Looking at the needle tips glowing with cold silver light, Carlos's smile froze: "Put the needle in me? Wouldn't I become a blood hole?"

An Fengqing casually pricked a silver needle into his left hand, the tail of the needle trembled slightly, and a little bit of bright red oozes from his fair skin.

"Just a little bit, I won't let His Royal Highness get hurt."

Carlos will find An Fengqing, just to try his luck and ask for a cup of scented tea that can relax his mind.Last night, when I heard that I was going to drink medicine, I was a little apprehensive. Today, after getting an acupuncture treatment, the long-term vigilance has gained the upper hand.

As soon as Carlos pondered, An Fengqing understood.

Acupuncture and moxibustion have passed, so let's wait for the bezoar to come before treating the prince.

Patient cooperation is also important.

Jian Mo who had been standing aside suddenly said, "Feng Qing, try it on me first."

"No." Carlos frowned, "You're not sick, how can you prick?"

While unbuttoning his suit, Jian Mo said, "His Royal Highness is seriously ill. I believe in Feng Qing's ability, he won't let me get hurt."

He took off the rimless glasses again, and the slightly raised blue-gray phoenix eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and the whole face lost the sharpness like a sword unsheathed in the past, and had a touch of softness like a veil.

"Take off your shirt and pants and lie down."

An Fengqing secretly admired his friend's determination, and turned his head to ask Carlos: "Your Highness, can I borrow your bed?"

Carlos pursed his lips and nodded.

Jian Mo's height is 1.8 meters [-], which is rare in beta, and his figure is also very slender and graceful.

He unbuttoned his shirt one by one, revealing his flat and white chest, but whether it was intentional or not, the two red fruits were just covered.

Carlos glanced over uncontrollably. When Jian Mo got up and took off his pants, revealing the firm and straight lines behind him, Carlos rolled his Adam's apple and asked in a hoarse voice, "Should I go out first?"

An Fengqing was using alcohol flames to sterilize the silver needles, without looking up, he said, "Look at how I use the needles."

Carlos gave an "hmm" and closed his eyes politely.

When she opened her eyes again, Jian Mo was lying on the big dark blue bed with her eyes closed, only a white bath towel was draped over her waist and abdomen, and all the other places that shouldn't be exposed were exposed.

Carlos swept his eyes and saw two spots of vermilion, his lower abdomen jerked violently, and a burst of flame rushed to his forehead.

Five years ago, he had just turned eighteen, and he suffered from a strange disease before he prescribed meat. He worried about sleeping every day. He was disgusted when he saw the sons of dukes and princes from other countries, and he committed crimes when he smelled their pheromones.

But after holding it in for so long, how could he have feelings for a beta?

Carlos looked at An Fengqing, who had his back turned to him, and confirmed that the other party's pheromone had no effect on him.

An Fengqing prepared everything, softly comforted Jian Mo not to be afraid, and gently inserted a silver needle into the center of his chest.

Jian Mo's body straightened up suddenly, and his slender neck was raised backward like a mermaid leaving the sea, and a low moan escaped from his throat.

An Fengqing pinched the second needle, and said cautiously, "Does it hurt?"

"Well, it doesn't hurt." Jian Mo replied.

An Fengqing breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at the prince——

Where is the prince?

"Your Highness?" An Fengqing called out loudly, almost thinking that when Carlos fled in fright, the other party came back wrapped in a camel-colored fur coat.

Carlos's face was hot, and he opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I feel a little cold, please get some clothes. Go ahead."