[ABO] Man of the Year in Class One and Three

The male doctor didn't answer him, but slowed down, "I'm in the same department as Dr. Yao."

Qi Song stopped and did not continue to follow him, there was no one around, he wanted to leave.

The male doctor suddenly stopped and turned around, stretched out his hand to grab Qi Song's shoulder, he was very strong, Qi Song struggled to get rid of it, and took out a handkerchief with a strange smell in the other hand to cover Qi Song.

The male doctor had obviously practiced before, Qi Song couldn't struggle, and was about to be knocked down, when a loud shout came from the corridor.

"stop--"

The male doctor dropped his handkerchief and ran away, Hang Chongxing hurried over to support Qi Song, "Qi Song, are you okay?"

Qi Song inhaled some strange gas, felt dizzy and couldn't stand up, Hang Zhongxing didn't know if he had been drugged, so he could only squat down and hold him in his arms, "Qi Song, hold on, I'll Take you to a doctor."

Footsteps came from behind, and before Hang Zhongxing could turn his head, a heavy object hit him on the back of the head, and he passed out in darkness.

In the waiting area of ​​the hospital, the radio was playing over and over again.

"Number 154, Qi Song—"

"Number 154, Qi Song—"

……

Dr. Yao sat in the consultation room, and he didn't wait for the patient to come in for a long time. The patient's name was Qi Song. Dr. Yao remembered him as a very obedient Omega student who had been taking depressant drugs since he was a child.

"It shouldn't be..." Dr. Yao stood up with his hands behind his back and went out to look around, but he didn't see Qi Song either.

Dr. Yao went back to the house and asked the nurse to go out to ask. The nurse came back after a while in a panic.

"Doctor Yao, something seems to be wrong."

……

When Hang Zhongxing woke up again, he was in the ward of the hospital. The nurse was hanging the hanging bottle next to him. He sat up abruptly, with a dull pain in the back of his head. The nurse hurriedly supported him, "Hey, slow down, Your head has just been bandaged."

"Where's Qi Song!?" Hang Chongxing covered his head and looked around for someone.

The nurse held down his arm to calm him and prevent the needle from dislodging, "When we found you, you were the only one lying on the ground."

"I'm going to find Qi Song." Hang Chongxing was about to get out of bed as he spoke, but the nurse stopped him quickly.

At this time, two policemen came in, one of them saw that he was awake, walked up to him with a small notebook and a pen and said, "Can you tell us what you know."

When Hang Zhongxing saw them, he hurriedly said, "No problem, save Qi Song quickly."

He told them what happened and the police put him in the hospital to rest while they went to find someone.

The policeman left after asking, saying that he was going back to start an investigation. Hang Chongxing really couldn't wait. After the nurse left, he secretly pulled out the needle and ran away.

……

Yan Zihe is at the police station, and the police are going to cooperate with Lao Mo and the others to go to the casino to catch Huang Li and rescue those who were tied up.

Yan Qifeng was having a meeting with the police officers, and it was not convenient for him to listen, and he was very anxious, but he had no choice but to go out to get some air and calm himself down.

Yan Zihe kept walking back and forth outside the police station, pinching the ring in his hand so that his palms were covered with patterns, when he suddenly saw a bandaged head walking towards the police station.

He also froze for a moment, suspecting that he was wrong.

Isn't this Hang Zhonghang?

Hang Zhongxing planned to wait at the police station. He was really worried about Qi Song and wanted to know the news from the police as soon as possible.

Best, best if he could go with the police.

"Hang Zhongxing?!" A familiar voice suddenly came from the side, Hang Zhongxing looked over and saw Yan Zihe with a surprised face.

"What's wrong with your head?"

"Why are you here?"

The two asked questions together.

……

Qi Song opened his eyes, the first thing he smelled was a greasy smell.

This smell is all too familiar to him, it's the smell of his pheromones.

"Ha..." He panted heavily, tried to calm his heartbeat, and sat up slowly. He was in a dilapidated room, and he was still wearing a chain on his feet.

His shoes and coat were gone.

Qi Song touched the back of his neck with trembling hands, the glands were a little hot and there was some sweat on them, he groped carefully, wanting to make sure.

No tooth marks.

He was not marked.

But Qi Song was not happy at all.

Someone caught him here, hid his coat and shoes, and put him in chains, which is not a good thing by any means.

The smell of pheromones in the air became stronger and stronger, and every inch of skin on his body became more and more sensitive. Every time the fabric of the clothes touched his body, it was as if a hand was teasing him.

His captor even ticked off his hair/estrus.

There seemed to be a fog in his mind, which prevented him from controlling his body well, and his every move carried a strange feeling.

It seemed that every movement he made was to seduce someone.

Qi Song huddled against the wall, hugging his shoulders tightly, feeling that his breath was getting hotter and hotter, as if there was a growing fire in his body, which made his throat a little dry.

His eyes were a little blurry, and even his consciousness was a little hazy. He leaned against the cold wall, trying to keep himself awake.

The person who tied him up might rush in the next second, tear his clothes off, make him look like a cheap tool, and then mark him. To that person, he was just playing an Omega.

But for him, the rest of his life will bear the mark of that man.

At this moment, Qi Song found that his mind was full of Hang Chongxing.

The blushing Hang Chongxing asked him on the bus, "If you are old enough in the future, would you like to register with me?"

The feeling of estrus almost overwhelmed him, so hot that his tears fell down.

Qi Song grabbed his clothes hard and couldn't help groaning.

I want to promise you.

Hang Zhongxing.

The author has something to say

[Hiss——] I, the pervert, decided to attack Qi Song.

The two innocent minors met successfully.