Camouflage Alpha

Song Zhicheng hung up the phone, and the man on the opposite side was staring at him carefully.

If there are people who have participated in the auction together in the office, they will recognize this "Mr. Neighboring Table" who bid with Song Zhicheng at the end.

He was wearing a three-piece suit with dark gray stripes today, his leather shoes were polished brightly, and his hair was hanging down his face in fine pieces.

Unlike wearing a mask during the auction, now his entire face is exposed, his pupils are like amber, and he has a sense of noble gentleman.

"Our household registration has been moved to Vulcan Planet. The empire will not dare to cross the interstellar law enforcement in a short time. You are still safe for the time being." Song Zhicheng said.

Song Zhicheng looked at him with a cold expression on his face, similar to Shen Yaochuan's refusal.

His eyes lingered for a moment on the badge pinned to the opponent's chest.

It was a badge of pure gold with pigeon blood stones inlaid on it.

At the bottom there is a line of small words: cloud.

This person is Zheng Rui, the CEO of Cloud Group.

Zheng Rui also looked at him: "Your little lover doesn't need my help?"

Song Zhicheng shook his head: "No need, breaking the law with me, doing those 'dirty things' with me, and finally fleeing to other planets with me is the privilege I give you, the 'empress'."

Zheng Rui laughed: "I said before, I don't mind if you have three wives and four concubines to keep lovers, as long as I'm the only one on your marriage certificate, it's fine if you want to use my money to raise little O, if you like him , I will arrange it for him."

Song Zhicheng also laughed in a low voice.

There seemed to be a magic power in his voice, which fascinated Zheng Rui, and he looked at Song Zhicheng with very pious and affectionate eyes.

"I'm not interested in getting fucked, I just like being fucked by you." Song Zhicheng replied.

***

Meanwhile, Ella Queen City Board of Review provisional council.

An An's face was gloomy. Although her expression was as mean as ever, the other people sitting around the conference table looked at her with cold and scrutinizing eyes.

It was obvious that she was at a very disadvantaged position.

"You didn't let Princess Karina participate in that evolution, but chose that child of commoner origin," one of the elders tapped on the table with his fingertips, accusing: "Your Majesty is very unhappy now. "

An An was not in a hurry to answer him, she lowered her head, lighted the thin cigarette in her mouth unhurriedly, held the cigarette between her index finger and middle finger, and exhaled a thin puff of mist.

Only then did he speak slowly: "Your Majesty should thank me for not sending Princess Karina to die. That so-called 'kid' killed all the low-level mutants."

"But the high-level mutants are still alive, Song Zhicheng from Zhonglian, Zheng Rui from Yunyun...but the empire only has Princess Karina, a high-level mutant who hasn't fully evolved," the elder stroked his chin With a gray and fluffy beard on the top, "Now, the balance between the empire and the Salvation Church has been broken. You have created this scene. The punishment of suspension is already very light. If I want to decide, I will throw you into the sea full of blood." In the house where the Hela virus is pulled, if you survive, you will be sent to the experiment, and if you die, you will be given to the experimental subjects as food."

An An laughed silently.

The elder is still putting pressure: "Shen An, the empire did not entrust Shen Yaochuan to you to see the current result."

"I have trained him to be the top scientific researcher in the empire, and he will dedicate his life to the research of Hela virus. Isn't my work not good enough to deserve a little reward?" An An said coldly, she His words were very slow, as if he was using this method to contend with the old man, "But what did the empire give me? I was the vice chairman 30 years ago, and I will still be the vice chairman 30 years later. There are not enough research institutes, and Shen Yaochuan is not enough. , and now you want Princess Karina, and want to swallow the Salvation Cult...isn't it too greedy?"

She narrowed her eyes angrily, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and would attack suddenly from the shadows in the next second.

"Ms. Shen," a slightly younger person sitting next to the old man pushed his glasses, "Don't forget, it was you who made the promise and signed the contract with your own mouth, promising to train Shen Yaochuan to become what the empire needs. If you are a successful mutant, we will hand him over to you."

An An gave him a bitter look: "He has indeed successfully evolved."

"But he is going to die, his evolution is not perfect, and he is still a flawed Omega, especially not loyal to the empire." The other party also said coldly.

An An laughed "heh": "He differentiated into an Omega, which is the gender that was determined when he was conceived in the mother's body. Is this also my crime?"

"Then why don't you let him give birth to Alpha offspring?" The man's glasses reflected the cold blue light, and his ruthless eyes pierced An An's body like a knife through the glasses, "He will definitely give birth to Alpha offspring, why don't you Do?"

"His right to choose freely is one of the experimental clauses specially approved by His Majesty." An An's expression was almost grim, "When it comes to talking about failure, you don't dare to criticize His Majesty's decision-making, so just push it on my head !"

The other party also lit a cigarette at this time: "Someone must take responsibility, Your Majesty, or you."

And the old man also said at this time: "You didn't report the probability of his successful evolution. The empire sold him considering his health status and estimated time of death. It is also your fault, if he is still in your hands, maybe you can still have a bargaining chip with His Majesty, but now you don't even have a successful mutant."

An An closed her eyes.

Her eyelashes trembled a little, it was a moment of fragility.

But soon she opened her eyes, and there was a cold look in her eyes again.

"I wish you to carry forward the Institute." Her bright red lips trembled and hoarse congratulations, then got up, stepped on her high heels and left without looking back.

Her answer was a gunshot.

The blood fell on the white marble tiles, as bright as An An's lipstick.

***

Xiang Shaoyang knew Crankey Langdon.

After he saw the other party, he thought of this doctor. He had given a lecture on academic exchanges at school. At that time, Xiang Shaoyang even had the honor to ask the other party a few questions.

Sitting opposite to Dr. Cranky, Xiang Shaoyang read Shen Yaochuan's case twice.

He skipped those dark secrets, and had no time to think about what Shen Yaochuan was hiding. He focused on his disease: squamous cell carcinoma of the cavity and neck.

If you put it in normal times, this disease is not difficult to treat.

The inner cavity is an organ unique to omegas, and in this era of severe pollution, lesions in the inner cavity are very common.

However, Shen Yaochuan also has intraluminal cysts and effusions, accompanied by Omega gland tumors, and the weakness caused by the mutation in the auction. Phantoms and brain damage side effects.

And Shen Yaochuan is an unmarked Omega.

Without an Alpha to help him through surgery, his malfunctioning glands could lead to organ failure at any time.

The best case scenario would be to support him off the operating table, but without normal omega pheromones, the lumen wouldn't heal properly.

But if he had to treat his glandular tumors first—it would take half a year to fully heal until the glands could start working.

But his gut couldn't wait.

The film showed that the problem of Shen Yaochuan's inner cavity was very serious, there had been infection in the cavity for at least one year, and there was almost no intact skin and flesh on the neck of the cavity.

Another reason that cannot be ignored is that Shen Yaochuan's nervous system is in an abnormal state.

Perhaps it was related to the mutation at the auction, it was almost difficult for him to stay awake on his own, and if neurosensory anesthetics were used, it was extremely likely to cause secondary trauma to the nervous system, leading to death.

One month, Xiang Shaoyang calculated in his heart.

Even if it can be treated, there is only one month of treatment time.

His throat seemed to be grabbed by someone, and he couldn't speak for a while, he could only squeeze out a thin amount of air to avoid suffocation.

Xiang Shaoyang's cheerful heart was sinking into the abyss, he felt very cold.

It took him a long time to ask Cranch with difficulty: "Do you have... a treatment plan?"

Cranky sighed heavily.

He didn't answer, but Xiang Shaoyang already understood the meaning.

There was a severe throbbing pain in the chest.

With the case in hand, he almost left Crankey's office as if fleeing, and stumbled all the way into Shen Yaochuan's ward.

On the hospital bed, Shen Yaochuan was still asleep.

His expression was very calm, and he could not see that he was experiencing severe pain in his body.

For a moment, all the past flashed through Xiang Shaoyang's mind like a revolving lantern, and the time he spent with Shen Yaochuan was infinitely slowed down, even like cut out photos.

In memory, Shen Yaochuan's light-colored pupils, tightly closed lips, pretty face, frowning brows and endless pain are exceptionally clear.

He fell into the water and even scratched the skin on his arm in order to endure the severe pain...

Abdominal pain in the parking lot...

And the susceptible period in the hotel...

and those repeated pains...

When he came back to his senses, Xiang Shaoyang gasped heavily.

With tears in his eyes, he bent down and hugged Shen Yaochuan in his arms.

The fingertips gently caressed the other's slightly cool cheeks and the high bridge of the nose.

He kissed Shen Yaochuan's lips.

The movements are as light as kissing a piece of ice, even a little body temperature will melt the other party away.

Then the corners of the mouth, and the eyes.

Then to the ears.

Xiang Shaoyang buried his head on Shen Yaochuan's shoulder.

"How long have you been in pain?" He asked softly, "If you feel uncomfortable, you need to see a doctor, and if you are sick, you need to be treated, you know?"

Hot tears fell on Shen Yaochuan's neck.

His voice trembled.

"I'll heal you, I will."

The author has something to say:

No knife, really no knife, don't be sad, it's just a chance for Yang Yang and his wife to stick together! !

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