Perfect Match

"Me?" Zheng Fei frowned, "How do you say?"

Ji Changhai explained: "The next three to seven days is the rotation cycle of the two pheromones in the patient, also known as the disorder period. He will have vomiting, dizziness, headache, photophobia, cold and heat regardless of these disorders, and gonadal injuries , The process of secreting pheromone itself will be painful. This time will be very difficult for him. You are a partner who has marked him. Anyone who stays in the ward except you will exacerbate his discomfort, so companionship, comfort, It ’s up to you to take care of these tasks ... but do n’t worry, the nurse will teach you in advance. ”

He added kindly.

Late that night, after learning how to be a qualified nurse, Zheng Feiyu stepped into He's ward.

The sweet lilies of the valley floated in the air. It was lighter and far purer than before. It was exactly the taste in Zheng Feiyan's memory. There was no other pheromone mixed in it.

The bedside was lit with a small night light, dark and warm, reflecting He An's pale face. Zheng Feiyu walked over and sat by the bed, covering his hands with both hands, leaning into the bed, and gently holding He An's hand.

He An hadn't regained consciousness, and now he was sleeping soundly, leaning his head slightly, breathing slowly.

Speaking of this accident, it happened to solve the urgent need of Zheng Feiyu. It should be a good thing, but he didn't feel joy at all--

He An was attacked in the reading room of the Department of Psychology. Four or five books were scattered beside him at the time of the accident. Why he was there, Zheng Feiyu thought about it and understood seven or eight points.

The reality is so cruel, he did not even give He An even a chance to choose. He was forced to the operating table two years ago, and two years later.

He An, are you willing?

Will you resent me when you wake up?

Zheng Feiyu bowed her head and kissed He An's hand across the quilt.

Tonight's Yuanjiang temperature suddenly dropped, and heavy clouds accumulated, the first snow of romance was about to fall. He An, when you recover, we will take Lily of the Valley together to see the snow. The answer you missed, I will try my best to help you find it, and then send it to you.

In the middle of the night, Zheng Feiyu was tired with the bed, lying on the bedside, lethargic, and the fingers in his hands were suddenly stung by a terrible force.

He woke up suddenly, looked up, and saw that He An clenched his body, clenching his teeth, pale, and sweat dripping down his cheeks, his throat overflowing like a sob, Weeping groaning was clearly painful.

Zheng Fei panicked, and quickly reached out to press the emergency bell, but He An seemed to be afraid that he ran away. The sickly body of the sickness burst into a terrible force for a moment, and he could not move.

"no, do not want……"

He An muttered and wept.

Zheng Feiyu listened carefully before he heard what he said: "Don't go, don't leave me alone ... it's too cold, Feiyu, it's too cold here ..."

He An didn't wake up, closed his eyes tightly, and trembled his elbows to support half of his body. He followed the breath of Zheng Feiyan like sleepwalking, and flew to catch him all at once. The flesh of the back was ripped.

"He, He An?"

Zheng Feiyu was startled and bewildered, worried that He An accidentally fell off the bed, and quickly picked him up.

"Fei, yesterday ... it didn't work like yesterday, it really doesn't work ... you stay here, hurt me, just like this, I promise not to be troubled in the future ... no trouble, will be obedient ... just like that Once ... please ... "

He An lay on his shoulder, shrinking, trembling, crying with tears on his face.

What's wrong?

Have a nightmare?

Zheng Feiyu has never seen such a humble beggar, thinking it is a symptom of disorder, and the pain in his heart is sharp.

He patted He An's back over and over again, comforting: "Don't cry, don't cry, am I right here? I have worked so hard to chase you back, how can I be willing to leave you at this time? Rest assured, though, I won't go anywhere tonight, just stay with you and stay with you until dawn, OK? "

He An refused to believe his promise, shook his head for a while, still clinging to him and letting go: "The liar ... as soon as I let go, you left without looking back ..."

He looked like a child who had been abandoned and soaked in fear.

once……

Once……

Zheng Feihuan hugged him, his movements were stiff, his face paled.

How could he never see such a place?

He has certainly seen it.

A few years ago, during the estrus period when Lily of the Valley was conceived, he spent only three or four hours with He An every day and refused to give alms any more. From the early morning to midnight, He An was such a person who survived in the purgatory of burning passion.

Chapter Seventy-seven

Zheng Feiyu understood everything.

This is not a symptom of disorder, it is memory.

The tide water is recharged, and the mud carries sand. The rare lily of the valley came back. Those sufferings that had died together with the lily of the valley have previously faded because of gonad replacement, and now they are recovering together.

In the dream, He An was lonely and fragile. Zheng Feiyu hugged him and accompany him to bed thoughtfully.

The next night, Zheng Feiyu sat on the bedside and let He An lie beside him to sleep. At first, Omega was extremely disturbed. Around the neck was terribly painful, the eyebrows were always difficult to relax, and the two pheromones were fighting each other in the body. Sometimes they were cold and sweaty, sometimes the sweat was dripping. The exhaled breath was shivering. .

And the painful memories of recovery go far beyond estrus.

The feelings of being forced and belittled in the past all turned into a nightmare that made Zheng Feiyu's heartbreak. He heard He An said no, fear, pain, curled up and hid away from the corner of the hospital bed, desperately wanted to stay away from him, but had to move back in humiliation because of the cold or some other reason.

Zheng Fei was so heartbroken that he held He An's hand and slowly released the soothing pheromone.

He knows where He needs this.

He An relaxed almost immediately, his brows stretched, his shoulders slackened, and he took a bath in Zheng Feiyu's somber scent, and slept on the corner of his clothes.

Everyone knows that Alpha's pheromone is the most effective pain reliever for Omega, but the "medicine" is not so easy to control. Such special circumstances as He An will not give you an analgesic effect if you give it less, and it will stimulate the gonads and aggravate its healing pain. According to Dr. Ji, if Zheng Feiyu is well taken care of, he will be cured in three days, if he is not taken care of well, it will not only drag on for a few days, but may also leave sequelae of unstable degree.

Zheng Feizhen did not dare to neglect for a minute.

He stared at He An's face, always paying attention to the subtle expression changes between his eyebrows. He sweated weakly, fell asleep, or was nauseous and wanted to vomit. He released more soothing pheromones. His neck pain was terrible. Reaching out to scratch, he stopped in time and collected the pheromone.

This ward is in the isolation period, and the nursing staff cannot enter and leave. Zheng Feiyu naturally became the only nursing staff. When he was thirsty, he fed the water, when he was hungry, he fed the nutrient solution. After sweating, he twisted a wet towel to wipe the body, and then changed it Sick suit.

A busy night, the sky was slightly bright outside the window.

Zheng Feiyu hadn't closed his eyes for nearly 24 hours, but he sat by the bed and looked at He An, who was sleeping peacefully, without feeling tired at all.

These debts were originally what he should pay.

He An was tired and lazy. He slept comfortably for a full night's sleep. The dream was vaguely in the afternoon on a spring day. The sun filled the whole body with a scent, with grassy fragrance, saponin, and milk of lily of the valley. Incense, and ... and some kind of tantalizing taste.

When he woke up, the curtains were half-open, the light was twilight, and a snowy goose feather fell silently outside the window.

Snowing?

It turns out that it's not spring now.

He An jumped out of bed, walked to the window wearing slippers, kneeled on one knee on the cushion of the bay window, put his hands on the glass, and watched the first snow of Yuanjiang this year. The glass was cold, and a palm-like warm mist quickly accumulated on it.

The white sacks shuttled between buildings and settled, and the nearest one flew over the eyes through a layer of glass. The streets were covered with snow and colorful umbrellas staggered, and the lower houses had white roofs.

It's so pretty.

He An was seeing God. A slight doorknob sounded behind his back. When he turned around, Zheng Feiyu came out of the bathroom, his beard was unshaven, and he was not trimmed. He seemed to have not taken care of it for a few days, and he was not in the past. The image of the male **** looks like a rough man who is dedicated to physical work.

Zheng Feiyu saw him first, then he became excited: "He An, are you awake ?!"

"I ... hey!"

He An hadn't answered yet, and had already been embraced by Alpha's fiery chest from behind. Zheng Fei was holding him, and kept stubbing his neck, smiling a little silly: "You are really ... I went in and brushed my teeth, washed my face, and for a few minutes, how did you get up on your own?" How do you feel, faint, uncomfortable? "

He An is a bit unclear. So: "What happened to me?"

"Library," Zheng Feiyu reminded him.

"Picture, library ... Ah!"

He An remembered this. He was attacked by a strange girl in the school library, and the girl threatened to destroy his gonads in order to alienate his relationship with Zheng Feiyu. So now, what about his gonads?

He reached out subconsciously to touch his neck, but was stopped.

"Don't touch it, show me first."

Zheng Feiyong pulled away the hair on He An's neck, and saw that the gonads healed very quickly. The two-inch long sacral wound had grown into a new light pink flesh. Come richer than ever.

He couldn't help but pecked at it.