After Beta was not humble and chased back, Scum A became humble

The conditions of both of them are very dangerous. One is a sudden pheromone intolerance, the heart is overloaded and stopped beating for a while, and the other is the sudden release of pheromones after the implant operation, causing internal organ damage and half-disabled arms. Excessive bleeding.

The two operations lasted one day and one night, and it was already the next day when they were launched.

……

When Lin Hen opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was his mother.

Lin Yueqiu's eyes were red and swollen. When she saw Lin Hen woke up, tears fell again. She touched his face and couldn't stop crying: "How long are you going to lie to Mom?"

Lin Hen's head was dizzy, his body was in unspeakable pain, and his blood seemed to be congealed. He didn't know how to explain it to his mother. What flashed in his head was the bloody and bloody appearance of He Jing's body.

He moved his arm, put it on Lin Yueqiu's hand, and asked hoarsely, "He Jing...how is it?"

Lin Yueqiu wiped her eyes: "I pushed it together with you... I woke up once before, and I heard from the nurse that I fell asleep again, and the current situation is relatively stable. How do you feel? Mom will call you a doctor."

Lin Hen's raised heart suddenly fell down, watching the doctor busy around him, he suddenly fell into a sudden daze, and he didn't react until Lin Yueqiu called him.

"Are you hungry? I'll buy you some porridge, and the doctor said you can't eat anything else for now..." Lin Yueqiu looked at her son's pale face and the bruises at the corners of his mouth, not to mention how uncomfortable she was, "Mom is not as fragile as you think, there is Tell me everything, it's better than carrying it all by yourself..."

Lin Hen's eyes were hot, and the fear of going through hell and almost never seeing his mother made his back feel cold. He held Lin Yueqiu's hand hard, and said hoarsely: "Mom, I'm sorry for making you worry." gone."

Lin Yueqiu touched Lin Hen's forehead: "You are lucky this time, if something really happens, Mom won't have to live."

Fate...

The image of He Jing holding up the jackknife flashed in Lin Hen's mind. The blade pierced into the flesh, and the blood flowed bright red. He could even hear the sound of flesh and blood bursting...

He couldn't imagine how He Jing resisted his instinct and abruptly pulled out the suppressor.

Lin Hen recovered fairly quickly.

The doctor said that such sudden cases are very rare. According to Lin Hen's initial state, if there is no outside intervention within 10 minutes, his life will be in danger. If it exceeds 10 minutes, the possibility of being rescued is reduced to [-]%.

Fortunately, He Jing's pheromones helped him hang his life all the way, and Lin Hen had a glimmer of life when he entered the operating room.

The situation at that time did not allow Lin Hen to take medicine every day like Lin Yueqiu and insist on recovering for several years. The doctor urgently decided to perform an operation and pulled Lin Hen back from the gate of hell.

"The operation went well. I will be hospitalized for observation for a period of time. If there is no infection, I can leave the hospital in half a month at most."

Lin Hen was lying on the bed, listening to the doctor and Lin Yueqiu talk about his illness, and when things were almost explained, he asked, "Where's He Jing?"

The doctor was stunned for a moment, and then said: "After the implantation operation, he walked around without training, forcibly took out the suppressor, immediately mobilized all the pheromones without any buffer, and even overloaded, plus excessive blood loss... This case continued. It will hang in the corridor of the hospital for decades, but it was rescued.”

Lin Hen clenched his fingers tightly: "How is he doing now?"

"The patient's operation went well, but he lost a lot of blood and was depressed. Scars on his arm wounds are inevitable. In terms of pheromones, he still needs to undergo a minor surgical adjustment. Otherwise, his current body can hold so many top-level Alpha pheromones and it is very unstable. , the top A that cannot control pheromone is too dangerous."

After the doctor left, Lin Yueqiu peeled an orange for Lin Hen and fed it to his mouth, sighed: "Thanks to Xiaojing this time, without him, I don't dare to imagine what it would be like... I want to go and have a look, But his family pays more attention to privacy, and sent many people to guard and not let them in."

The family members... Lin Hen's eyes darkened.Happy New Year.

"I went to the nurse to inquire. He woke up before you, but passed out again within 2 minutes, and asked the nurse about you. After the nurse said you were fine, he passed out again. After waking up," Lin Yueqiu stroked the side of Lin Hen's face haggardly, "You're trying to scare mom to death."

Lin Hen was speechless: "Mom, I'm sorry..."

"Don't hide anything from me next time." "Yeah."

After lying on the bed for two days, Lin Hen was able to walk normally. Although his steps were flimsy, he was able to persist.

In the past two days, he thought a lot, a lot.

Including him to He Jing, He Jing to him, between them... He thought that he should thank He Jing himself.

……

On the third day, He Jing was able to stay awake for more than an hour. The painkillers had little effect on him, and they would lose effect in less than half an hour after taking them. Therefore, he also suffered from pain in a coma, even in his dreams.

Only when there is Lin Hen in the dream, can he escape the pain for a short time, hypnotize himself to hide beside Lin Hen, hug him tightly, and then he can have a moment of peaceful sleep.

He Nian's company is very busy, and he can't stay here all the time when he comes here every day. It was only today that he caught up with He Jing's waking state, and the anger that had been suppressed for several days finally broke out.

"Why don't you cut off your head and give it to him! I don't think it's useless for you to keep it!"

He Jing's left arm hurts so much that the whole left side of his body hurts, and he breathes cautiously. Hearing this, he opened his mouth, his throat swelled, and his voice was hoarse and hoarse, "I want to see Lin Hen, I want to make sure he safety."

"He's [-] times safer than you! Do you know what you were like that day? If you still care about him, you're almost a bloody man! If you lose some blood, I won't come here to see you, I can go directly to your grave Already!"

He Jing lowered his head, his eyes were firm: "It is my responsibility that he is sick, I can't let him have an accident, Dad, I did the right thing."

"That's right, shit," He Nian pointed at He Jing's head, hating iron and steel, "Are you poisoned or did he give you some medicine! How did you promise me back then, do you remember with your flooded mind? ?!"

"Remember," He Jing looked at the gauze-wrapped left arm and the pale right arm, his eyes darkened, and after a while, he said, "Never show the scars on your arms, and go abroad for four years in the next year, go to the school you arranged, learn The major you arranged, except for marriage, the future plans are all up to you... stop painting, and put all your energy on taking over the company."

He Nian snorted, and sat down with a sullen face: "My brain can still be used, as long as I can find another Omega with a fit of more than 80%, I don't want to see you again!"

He Jing frowned, looked at He Nian, and said in a deep voice: "Dad, you also promised me that you would not touch Lin Hen and his family again, otherwise I would not go if I died."

"Move him?" The New Year's anger was indifferent, "I can't cure you now! You have been in a coma for the past few days, and your mother has not worried, and she has become a demon in painting, and she can't hold anything else in her head except love. It's over!"

He Jing lowered his head again.

"If your mother knew that you almost died for a Beta, she would open the hospital!"

……

Lin Hen learned from the nurse that He Jing woke up, so he tidied up and walked to He Jing's ward.

The bodyguard at the door had just sent the New Year away, so he relaxed a little. When he saw Lin Hen, he immediately stretched out his hand to block it: "Sir, this is a private ward, please go back."

Lin Hen was still wearing a hospital gown, and looked like a patient who had gone wrong. Hearing this, he glanced at the door of the ward: "I am Lin Hen, please tell He Jing for me."

The bodyguard nodded: "Wait a moment."

After speaking, he opened the door and went in, and walked out within a few seconds, saying respectfully, "Master, please come in."

Lin Hen took a deep breath, strode in, and saw He Jing lying on the only hospital bed.

In just a few days, I lost a lot of weight.

The VIP ward was too spacious, and it seemed that He Jing, who was wearing a hospital gown on the bed, was thin and fragile. His usual handsome and sharp face was now only pale and sickly weak.

Seeing Lin Hen, He Jing opened his eyes wide and tried to sit up, but accidentally touched his left arm. He cried out in pain and fell back in embarrassment, cold sweat suddenly oozing from his forehead.

Lin Hen's pupils shrank, and he immediately ran to the hospital bed and held him down: "Stop moving, I'm calling the doctor."

"No need," He Jing grabbed Lin Hen's hand, his eyes were full of fear and longing that couldn't be concealed, and he said in a trembling voice, "Stay with me for a while, let me see you, please..."

Lin Hen's gaze fell uncontrollably on He Jing's immobile left arm. The scene of his skin being ripped apart was still in front of him. He didn't know, he couldn't even imagine how painful it would be when the knife pierced into the flesh, and He Jing even touched it with his own hands. Gouged out the flesh and took out the suppressor...

He Jing carefully grabbed Lin Hen's hand, put it next to his face, and looked at him without blinking, as if if he didn't look now, he would never see him again.

Lin Hen's heart was sour, he came to thank him, but the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak.

He Jing felt the warmth of the palm of his hand, it was so warm, it penetrated into the skin, as if there was no pain anywhere, he pulled the corner of his mouth, showing a bitter smile: "I didn't expect you to come to see me..."

Lin Hen whispered: "I should thank you, without you, I might die."

"No, it's not..." He Jing grabbed Lin Hen's hand tremblingly, and he didn't even dare to relax a bit. His eyes were hot and humid, and his voice was full of regret and pain: "If I hadn't marked you, you wouldn't be sick, and you wouldn't be sick." It’s all about me…it’s all about me…”

Lin Hen was silent.

If He Jing hadn't forcibly marked him, he would have developed the disease a few years later, and it is unknown whether he would still encounter these things at that time, but now, He Jing made his disease occur earlier, because He Jing tried his best to protect him with pheromones. He, he can survive until the end of the operation, completely recover, and will never be troubled by Alpha pheromone intolerance again...

Things in the world are just so unclear and unclear, the more you want to escape, the more entangled you become.

He Jing looked at Lin Hen desperately, and his lips trembled into a smile, but it was more like crying: "I almost killed you, twice... I deserve to die, I am the one who deserves to die."

"I always say that I love you, but what I do has been hurting you, and I have never thought about you from your perspective... I say I like you, but in fact it is for myself, and I have never respected you , and even hurt you again and again..." He Jing slowly lowered his head, clasped Lin Hen's hand, and asked in a choked voice: "Lin Hen, if I wasn't by your side...would your life be better?"

He Jing regretted it the moment he asked, but he had to ask, even though he knew the answer himself.

Standing by the bed, Lin Hen looked at the person who was curled up on the bed and was still clinging to his hand, torn between rationality and sensibility, he said dryly: "Yes."

He Jing froze, buried deeply in Lin Hen's palm, as if only here could give him some comfort.

Lin Hen's palm was wet.

He Jing cried.

Lin Hen was stunned, and subconsciously moved his fingers, stroking the wet eyelashes.

He Jing immediately grabbed hold of it in panic, and begged with sobs: "Don't go, stay with me for a while, just for a while..."

"……it is good."

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a long time, and it seemed like it was only a few seconds. He Jing slowly let go of his hand, lowered his head and didn't dare to look into Lin Hen's eyes. "Lin Hen, I will go abroad when I recover from my injuries. I will study abroad for four years. For these four years... I will not force you again, and I will not do things without your consent... But I love you, and I hope you I know, I will always love you...don't forget me, okay?"

Lin Hen was stunned by this news for a moment, so quickly...

That's okay, it's fine if we leave, if we're not together, He Jing will find that what he's always wanted now is actually not so hard to part with.

Lin Hen lightly pressed the top of He Jing's hair, and said in a low voice, "There is no one who can't forget someone."

"No, I will always remember you, I like you..." He Jing stared at Lin Hen's hand, through the air enough, but never touched it. He sniffed and tried to smile: "You go , I won't do anything to make you unhappy again, and I should... really treat you well once again. "

Lin Hen slowly withdrew his hand and looked down at He Jing.

He Jing lowered his head, trying to hide it, but it was because the tears on the tip of his nose were exposed, how reluctant he was.

It was the first time he tasted love, the first time he learned to love someone, the first time he wanted to treat someone seriously... It was also the first time he learned that love is not possession.

For him, the next step in liking is to let go.

How cruel.

This was all caused by him, it was him who squandered all of Lin Hen's love and trampled on the feelings that should be cherished, this is the retribution he deserves... Watching Lin Hen leave helplessly, he can't do anything, what? can not do.

Lin Hen wanted to say something, such as pay attention to safety after going abroad, such as a smooth journey, such as thank you... But these words turned into silence when he reached his mouth, and he just turned around quietly and left in the end.

When he opened the door, he heard a suppressed, heart-piercing cry.

He gripped the doorknob tightly, opened the door, walked out without pausing for a second, and closed the door forcefully, as if shutting down the sound and himself.

That's the way it should be, long ago.

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