[Quick Transmigration] A cookie for you

So, Iger stayed in the nutrition warehouse like this, carrying out the treatment that His Majesty the Emperor wanted to see day after day.In fact, the real treatment is carried out in the middle of the night.

Yan Yiti stood beside the hospital bed, watching the old dean personally treat Iger.He saw the old dean put a hand on top of Iger's head and slowly rotated it, and then he smelled a fresh smell.

It's Iger's pheromone, he knows it.

Yan Yiti couldn't stand up almost immediately.He clasped the railing at the end of the bed tightly with both hands to prevent him from falling limply to the ground.

Hearing the movement, the old dean turned his head to look at him, and couldn't help showing worry, "Madam, are you okay? Do you need to avoid it?"

He knew that Alpha's pheromones were so attractive to his own Omega that no one could resist, so he persuaded Yan Yiti to go out and hide, and come in after his treatment was over.Otherwise, if this continues, he may completely lose his sanity and do some... things beyond his will.

But now that the treatment is at a critical moment, how could Yan Yiti leave Iger half a step away?His eyes were fixed on the face of the person on the bed, and he silently recited the mantra of pure heart.Needless to say, it really worked. At least 10 minutes later, Yan Yiti's eyesight also returned to clarity, although she still lacked strength all over her body.

His position is still at the end of the bed, so he can clearly see all of Iger's situation.So, when his hand moved slightly, he easily caught it.

He yelled out, "Egger!"

This cry interrupted the old dean who was treating him.The old dean gave him a strange look and asked him, "Ma'am, what's the matter?"

"Egger...his hand...moved..."

"What?" The old dean was shocked when he heard this.He looked at Iger's left hand, and after finding that it was indeed moving, he showed a suddenly realized expression, and said to him, "This is an unconscious reaction of adults, not sober. Ma'am, you..."

"..." Yan Yiti, who heard this sentence, couldn't tell what kind of feeling she was feeling.

From expectation to disappointment, it is just a moment.

After a long time, he slowly tightened his fingers holding the railing, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and let out a "hmm".

That lonely expression made others feel unbearable.For a long time, Yan Yiti gave the impression of being strong and reliable. Even if Iger suddenly had an accident and was in a coma for two months, he did not cry like other Omega, but carried everything in the Marshal's Mansion with his weak shoulders .But right now, he actually showed such a fragile expression, which made people suspect that he had reached the limit.

But in fact, Yan Yiti was only vulnerable for a moment, and soon, he raised his hand and pressed the corner of his eye, forced to hold back his tears, then sniffed, and said to the old dean, "Don't worry about it." Me. Then treat Iger. I... just take it easy by myself."

And while they were treating Iger, Xiaodoudou was also staying by the side.He probably also knew that his father was facing life and death at the moment, his big eyes were staring at the hospital bed without blinking, and he looked more nervous than his father.

Yan Yiti accidentally saw his little expression, and was suddenly so cute that he thought, on such a lonely day, it's lucky to have a baby with him.

Iger, did you see that?This is our baby.Such an obedient and sensible baby.

Quickly open your eyes and take a look at him.

Of course Iger would not answer him.The dean said that such treatment would take at least a month to show results.

Yan Yiti said he would wait.

In fact, he had no choice but to "wait".Fortunately, during this period of time, those members of the Yan family didn't run up to him to defend him, otherwise, he would really be afraid that he would lose control and beat them all up.

In order not to arouse suspicion, according to what they said, Yan Yiti only came to the hospital to see Iger once every ten days, but in fact, he went to the ward to accompany him every night.I didn't do anything, just watched the doctors carry Iger from the nutrition warehouse to the hospital bed, and then watched the old dean treat him.Every time, he has to endure the "harassment" of Iger pheromone, which makes his legs weak, dizzy and unstable.But every time, he endured it firmly.

Such perseverance made the other doctors present all admire.Especially the old dean gave him a thumbs up sincerely.Originally wanted to perfunctory his heart, but also involuntarily accepted it.

"Dean, how is Iger doing today? Is it possible for him to wake up?"

"There are, but we must beware of villains who will make us fall short."

"You don't need to say this, I have thought about it. I want to know now, when can he have this operation?"

The old dean bowed his head and pondered for a while, then hesitated, "Three days later. His Majesty will give a speech on another planet in three days, and his attention to our side will be weakened. It is an excellent time. As long as there is no interference , the operation is bound to be successful. At that time, we can see what kind of evil is hidden in the head of the marshal."

"Yes." Yan Yiti also nodded in agreement.It's not that he doesn't want to be more cautious, but the current situation doesn't allow him to think about it so much.

For some reason, there was always a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

Facts have proved that his "sixth sense" is still accurate.

It wasn't even dawn, and the old dean had just finished his four-hour treatment. Iger, who was on the bed, started to twitch violently on the bed without warning.A few people couldn't hold down the button.

Yan Yiti was so shocked that she even threw the child on the other bed.He knelt beside Iger, pressed Iger's hand tightly with his own hands, and put his head against his head to prevent it from swinging wildly, shouting, "Iger! Iger! My dear! You Are you okay? Iger! Be obedient and calm down! Dean, what's wrong with him?"

The dean was also very panicked, his face had turned pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his calves were still shaking, and he murmured, "Don't...there is a...spiritual backlash... "

"Spiritual backlash?!" Yan Yiti's heart skipped a beat when she heard the words, she turned her head and shouted to the old man, "Then what are you still doing in a daze? Take measures quickly! Let him calm down! Quick!"