hug my omega

This time the military did not choose to hide it. Probably the matter of Colonel Marcus woke them up. His Majesty Louisville held a press conference to inform the public about the virus and asked them to do a good job in the prevention and control of mosquitoes.

Standing behind His Majesty Louis Wei, Han Zhanchuan instinctively turned his face to the side in the face of countless cameras and flashing lights. He hated being exposed to public view.

After the press conference, the mosquito repellent potion in the supermarket was sold out, and it was sold at the same price as gold in the market.

Han Zhanchuan sat in the car, smoking one cigarette after another. He looked up at the two-story building and stared at the closed window.

Colonel Marcus has long been a family-like affection in Han Zhanchuan's heart, but Han Zhanchuan has never been able to express his emotions correctly, so he seems indifferent to everything.

Sometimes he also wonders whether those emotionally rich people are born like this, or they worked hard later.

The car was filled with a choking smell of smoke. In the end, Han Zhanchuan still didn't have the courage to go upstairs. He admitted that he was scared, afraid of seeing Colonel Marcus, who was already out of breath.

Han Zhanchuan returned to the military headquarters and looked at Lieutenant General Isaiah standing at the door of his office from a distance.

What is this man looking for again?

"Colonel Han." Lieutenant General Isaiah pinched a report in his hand, "We have something to work together."

Han Zhanchuan suddenly had an ominous premonition. It has been four weeks since the outbreak of the virus. While the number of infected people is increasing, there are also people who go into a state of madness without being infected.

Is it...

The impressive strangulation in the report was imprinted in Han Zhanchuan's eyes, and his pupils trembled slightly.

"The military department or His Majesty Louis Wei's order." Lieutenant General Isaiah seemed indifferent, shrugged, "All infected people must be strangled within a week, by the way, the quarantine area you designed There are quite a few people already."

Lieutenant General Isaiah walked in slowly, and said in a low voice, "The ones in the incubation period must not be let go."

Han Zhanchuan clenched his fists, but pretended to be calm, "Got it."

This news was issued secretly by the military and is not disclosed to the public, so the relatives of those infected people will not know until their death. Their relatives did not die of illness, but were strangled.

Lieutenant General Isaiah left a flimsy report and left. Han Zhanchuan sat down on a chair with some despondency.

After being reborn, he was powerless in the face of some situations, unable to stop the virus from spreading, unable to stop the strangulation activities, and a sense of helplessness began to spread.

If Han Zhanchuan hadn't been reborn, then he could comfort himself. It wasn't that he was incompetent, but that the world was impermanent. But he knew what would happen in the future, but he could never change it.

With multiple powers holding him back, only An Mu would believe in himself unconditionally.

The only thing Han Zhanchuan is grateful for now is that An Mu was sent back to Kesheng. He didn't have to see the bloody scene during the strangulation. At least An Mu is safe now.

He dialed the video function of the communicator, and the communicator rang for a while before being connected.

On the screen was Omega's fair forehead, and An Mu's voice came out, "Is it the major's? Is this a call?"

"Yes, Prince." The maid replied with a smile, and she saw the handsome face of the man on the screen.

An Mu's eyes widened, and he asked tentatively, "Colonel?"

"I'm here." Han Zhanchuan frowned, he didn't want to keep looking at An Mu's head, "This is a video call, point the camera at your face."

"Video...video!" An Mu became excited, "Morita, help me fix it quickly."

The maid named Tian Sen took the communicator and pointed it at An Mu's face, but couldn't stop staring at Alpha on the screen, "Okay, prince."

An Mu tidied his hair in a panic, tugged at the hem of his clothes, looked straight ahead, and nervously waited for Han Zhanchuan to speak.

After a while, a chuckle came from the communicator, and Han Zhanchuan said, "I'm fat."

"..." An Mu blushed, lowered his head and muttered in a low voice, "I didn't, I weighed it yesterday, it's obviously much lighter."

An Mu summoned up his courage and asked, "When will you take me home?"

"It will be soon." Han Zhanchuan lowered his eyes. There are other people around An Mu, so it is inconvenient for Han Zhanchuan to say too much. He also knows that An Mu can't make electronic products at all, so he relies on his side The maid fiddled.

He wouldn't be wary of An Mu, but he had to be wary of other people on Kesheng Planet.

The two of them chattered about the homework, and An Mu liked to tell Han Zhanchuan about the trivial things around him, and Alpha gave him responses from time to time, which was enough for An Mu to be happy and satisfied.

When it was time for dinner, Patriarch Neil had already sent someone to urge him, but An Mu really didn't want to hang up the communication. He finally managed to talk so much with Han Zhanchuan, and he missed Han Zhanchuan very much.

"Let's go eat." Han Zhanchuan persuaded, "I have something to do too."

Hearing what Han Zhanchuan said, An Mu hangs up the phone reluctantly. Before hanging up, he repeatedly expresses his thoughts on calling like this next time. It was only when Han Zhanchuan gave a guarantee that he turned off the video with extreme reluctance. .

Han Zhanchuan took a sip of dinner in the cafeteria of the military region, and after talking aimlessly with An Mu, he felt a lot more relaxed, but the reality still had to be faced.

When he was about to go to the laboratory to find Dr. Puja, Professor Cumberland sent him a text message, saying that he was downstairs in the isolation area and wanted to go in to see Colonel Marcus.

Han Zhanchuan hurriedly drove over.

The sun was half hanging in the sky, and all the street lights had been turned on. Professor Cumberland was standing under the street lights, his shadow was elongated, with a cigarette in his mouth, completely inconsistent with his usual elegant appearance.

"Professor Cumberland." Han Zhanchuan trotted almost all the way to him. The smell of smoke from Cumberland's body made him frown. He was about to exhort him, but he swallowed his words after seeing the thick black eyes under his eyes. go back.

"I'm sorry, they won't let me in." Professor Cumberland put out his cigarette and smiled palely.

Han Zhanchuan didn't say anything, and gave a pass to bring Professor Cumberland in. In fact, Han Zhanchuan didn't know what was going on with Colonel Marcus.

He only told Nurse Elsa, if Colonel Marcus enters a period of madness, please tell yourself that what Han Zhanchuan thought at the time was that it would be better to send Colonel Marcus to himself than to let Colonel Marcus be shot by others or die of exhaustion. Procedure.

The visitors couldn't get in, and could only look at each other through the thick glass. Professor Cumberland pressed his forehead against the glass. After seeing Colonel Marcus, who was bound to the bed and passed out, tears burst into tears and he covered his mouth. Let yourself cry out loud.

"Will he die?" asked Professor Cumberland.

Han Zhanchuan turned his back, "I don't know, the military department is already doing its best to research the antidote."

Nurse Elsa came over and said, "Colonel Marcus is not in a good state of mind recently, so we gave him sleeping pills."

The deeper the bond between alpha and omega, the longer the time between them will weaken the two. According to Colonel Marcus's attitude towards Professor Cumberland, most of them are longing for him and worrying about his family, constantly torturing his nerves.

"If Marcus is really crazy like that student, Colonel Han." Professor Cumberland suppressed the tears in his eyes, "I hope you can solve him yourself, and don't give him too much pain."

"I will." Han Zhanchuan stood upright, such trust made him feel heavy on his shoulders.

Professor Cumberland walked out of the isolation area in a daze. He refused Han Zhanchuan's offer to send him home, and took a taxi and left alone.

I remember that Colonel Marcus would go to pick up Professor Cumberland no matter what time in the past, wind and rain could not stop him, because this possessive alpha was very worried about his omega being alone.

All kinds of emotions were mixed together, Han Zhanchuan blew the cold wind at night, trying to wake himself up as much as possible.

He came to Dr. Puja's laboratory and was told that Dr. Puja was conducting a video conference. Han Zhanchuan sat on the bench at the door and waited for him. people infected.

Han Zhanchuan took out the cigarette in his pocket, but after seeing the no-smoking sign, he put it back silently, and chewed dryly with the candy on the table.

The door of the meeting room was finally opened, and Dr. Pu Jia walked out quickly. After seeing Han Zhanchuan waiting at the door, he became visibly excited, grabbed his hand and said, "I found it! I found it! Everyone is saved! "

"What!" Han Zhanchuan stood up suddenly, the huge surprise made him dizzy, and he pulled Dr. Pu Jia to make him explain clearly.

"I contacted my old classmate, and he found this similar situation when he was looking through ancient books." Dr. Pujia's eyes were red, "We are saved!"

After listening to Dr. Pu Jia's lecture, Han Zhanchuan reported to His Majesty Louis Wei overnight, saying that he would stop the strangulation and wait for the research results of the medicine.

The scientific researchers here rushed into the laboratory non-stop. This is a game with the virus and a game with themselves.

His Majesty Louis Wei gave Han Zhanchuan a week. If there is no progress in the medicine, the strangulation operation will continue.

Within a week, not only were the researchers nervous, but so was Han Zhanchuan.

He squats outside the laboratory, keeping abreast of new experimental trends, but the progress of the experiment is not satisfactory, and there is always a link that goes wrong, causing the medicine to make the infected person go crazy faster.

Yan He put down what he was doing and came to wait with Han Zhanchuan. Today is the last night. If the development is not successful, the patients in the isolation area will face great harm.

Han Zhanchuan slept for less than 24 hours in the past seven days, his green beard hadn't been shaved in time, and he looked extremely haggard, and the others were not much better.

"Second Lieutenant Yan, I have an army in my hand. You go there overnight and transfer them to the isolation area, and guard against the people of Lieutenant General Isaiah." Han Zhanchuan touched his face and leaned on the ground dejectedly. Iron chair, "No more strangling, no more mistakes."