Chapter 99 Differentiation Gu Cheng swung away what he was holding...

"Host, be careful!"

The system screamed, and Wen Han instinctively tried to turn her head, but a sharp pain shot through the back of her neck, causing her eyes to widen in surprise.

"Ah!" Wen Han immediately waved his hand, and the thing Gu Cheng was holding was sent flying.

Wen Han saw that the syringe on the ground had broken, and the liquid inside had spilled out. Gu Cheng had been forcibly thrown away by her, so the back of his neck was also cut open, and it burned with pain.

"What is this?" Wen Han covered the back of his neck, but the wound was badly irritated by the sweat on his hands. He put his hand down, and his fingertips were covered in blood.

What did Gu Cheng inject him with? Poison? HIV?

After a few seconds of stunned silence, Wen Han felt no discomfort, but the stinging pain on the back of his neck was quickly replaced by another kind of pain. He tried to run out for help but was pulled away by the pain and fell to the ground.

The excruciating pain in the back of my neck felt like the cells inside were boiling, tearing and reorganizing, actively absorbing all the nutrients the body needed.

At this moment, Wen Han didn't care about the pain from the broken skin. He dug his nails into the skin on the back of his neck, wishing he could dig the flesh out.

His whole body ached as if it were about to split open, and his body temperature rose rapidly. Wen Han finally remembered where this unfamiliar feeling came from—it was the same feeling he had experienced five years ago when he underwent differentiation in the hospital!

Gu Cheng hesitated as he watched Wen Han struggle in pain on the ground. Logically, the medicine should have been fully injected, but he was too tense and Wen Han had pushed him away, so only a small part of the medicine went in.

Judging from Wen Han's reaction, the medicine should have worked.

Gu Yuan was arrested, and his lab was shut down. This vial of medicine was a sample sent from the lab before. After the incident, fearing someone would search his home, he kept the medicine with him at all times. He originally planned to use it on Liu Chuanze, but Wen Han's provocation just now made him change his mind.

Gu Cheng sneered: "Aren't you proud of being able to go to Linjin University? After you differentiate, your abilities won't amount to anything."

Wen Han's mind was in a complete fog, so she naturally didn't hear what he said.

*

Zhang Yongqi went to the convenience store to buy water and came back when he ran into Wen Ruan, who was looking for Gu Cheng.

"Where's Gu Cheng?" Wen Ruan had a notebook in her hand, which she had brought from home specifically for Gu Cheng during his first year of high school. "I told him yesterday that I would bring it to him during PE class. Why wasn't he with you guys?"

Jin Mingxuan asked curiously, "I don't know. Gu Cheng just said he had something to do, maybe he went to the restroom?"

Jing Yu finished tidying up the photos and frowned when he saw that Wen Han hadn't returned after four or five minutes. Was the equipment room far away?

After asking nearby classmates where the equipment room was, Jing Yu prepared to go find Wen Han. As she passed a corner of the playground, she happened to see Wen Ruan asking Gu Cheng where he had gone.

His expression changed, and he immediately ran towards the equipment room.

"Wen Han!" The equipment room was locked. Wen Han vaguely heard someone calling him from outside, his voice weak: "Help, help me..."

The equipment room was filled with dilapidated items, and the locked door was an iron gate. Jing Yu took a deep breath and kicked the door open.

A sliver of light finally pierced through the dimly lit equipment room. After Gu Cheng closed the door, Wen Han crawled halfway towards the entrance but couldn't move any further. The small amount of medicine hadn't lost its effect; instead, it had made the differentiation process long and painful.

Jing Yu rushed in and saw the horrifying scene. He quickly grabbed Wen Han's hand that was scratching the back of her neck, where the glands should have been, and it was now a bloody mess: "Don't scratch!"

Wen Han was covered in sweat. Despite his weakness, he struggled due to the pain of differentiation. Jing Yu could only hold his hand with one hand and call an ambulance with the other.

His gaze lingered on the ground beside him. The broken syringe had already been taken away by Gu Cheng, leaving only the medicine on the ground that had not yet evaporated.

After calling the ambulance, Jing Yu's gaze darkened, and he dialed the police.

——

When Zhang Yongqi saw that Gu Cheng's expression was strange when he returned, he asked, "Gu Cheng, where did you go just now?"

Wen Ruan was still holding her notebook, while Gu Cheng hesitated and remained silent, his gaze darting away.

Wen Ruan sensed something was wrong and asked worriedly, "Gu Cheng, what's wrong?"

People on the playground heard the ambulance siren, but they weren't surprised. Ambulances frequently passed by on the main road outside the school, so they guessed something must have happened somewhere.

But soon they became noisy because an ambulance drove right in, and a group of doctors in first aid uniforms ran past them carrying a stretcher.

"What happened? Did someone get into an accident while jogging?"

Some people speculated: "Could someone have jumped off a building? Will the school be closed for the holidays?"

The physical education teachers were called over by one of the paramedics, and their expressions changed drastically. They rushed to their respective classrooms and told their students to hurry back to their classrooms.

The students were completely bewildered: "What's going on?"

"Does this mean someone is in heat?"

"Oh no, really?"

Everyone was complaining that their hard-earned PE class was gone, but Gu Cheng silently clenched his fist at his side.

"Wait a minute, why is there a police siren sound?"

"Holy crap, what's going on? Why are the police here too?"

Then the students witnessed a scene they would never forget: the police arrested their classmate. Before they could even gasp, they were scolded by their teachers and sent back to their classrooms.

Wen Ruan was still in shock at Gu Cheng being taken away when he saw something even more shocking: Wen Han was being carried out.

What happened? Wen Han and Gu Cheng got into a fight?

Gu Cheng did not struggle when he was handcuffed. He sat in the police car and saw Wen Han being carried into the ambulance, which made him let out a cold laugh.

Inside the ambulance, the nurses put medical equipment on Wen Han and quickly treated the bleeding back of her neck.

Jing Yu explained the situation, and the doctor gasped: "So, he's going to recombine?"

Jing Yu held Wen Han's hand, forcing herself to calm down.

“No, he can smell pheromones.” Jing Yu recalled the information Jing Feng had gathered from his investigation. “He had stopped differentiating halfway through, and his other functions had not developed.”

*

"Get out of the way! Someone's about to split apart!"

Wen Han was taken to a specially made ward in the hospital. People with special conditions during differentiation would be moved here. Wen Han was probably the oldest patient here.

Wen Han was given a sedative injection in the ambulance earlier, and he is now more lucid. Jing Yu held his hand and kept apologizing.

If he hadn't been greedy and wanted to wait until Gu Cheng was older before exposing him, perhaps none of this would have happened!

Wen Han was panting, barely able to speak, tears streaming down her face: "No, no..."

I don't want division, I can't be divided!

He was about to go to Linjin University. If he were to differentiate, all of this would be for naught... He would never have such a good opportunity again!

If he relies solely on himself, he will never get into such a good university, and he will never have such a respectable job!

"Jingyu, I don't want to differentiate! Please have the doctor save me, I don't want to differentiate..."

A surge of heat rose in her glands, and Wen Han felt as if ants were crawling all over her body. Her consciousness gradually blurred, and her voice grew softer.

The school notified the homeroom teacher and Wen Qingke. Wen Qingke rushed home and packed the clothes Wen Han had been wearing and the blankets she had been using recently, as instructed by the homeroom teacher, and came back carrying two large bags.

"Teacher, what's going on?" Wen Qingke asked anxiously, "They're already in their second year of high school, how could they possibly be diverging again?"

The homeroom teacher was also completely baffled. How could this year's students cause such trouble?

Outside the operating room, the doctor asked again, "Young Master, are you sure? If it can differentiate a second time, why terminate it again?"

“No.” Jing Yu made up her mind. “Do as he wishes.”

The operating room door closed, and Jing Yu leaned weakly against the wall. He stretched out his hand, which was also stained with Wen Han's blood.

The blood had been tainted with another flavor.

Those were Wen Han's original pheromones.

*

Wen Qingke brought a bunch of clothes, only to be told that they were no longer needed.

He sensed something was wrong when Wen Han began to differentiate, because Wen Han's differentiation hadn't finished even after a whole day.

When they were taken to the hospital, the doctor said that this was normal, and that about one in ten cases would have a longer differentiation period. They just needed to be admitted to a special isolation ward to wait for the differentiation period to end.

"However," the doctor paused, "there's also a possibility that differentiation might fail in this situation. If you want to be on the safe side, you can use imported drugs to help him differentiate."

This medicine is very expensive; it needs to be injected every half hour, and each injection costs ten thousand yuan. Wen Qingke hesitated and asked, "Is the probability of differentiation failure very high if we don't use this medicine?"

"You don't need to worry about that. Most people will succeed in differentiating; the probability of failure is only five percent."

The probability was very low, but Wen Han was just unlucky enough to be that way.

Jing Yu had been waiting outside for an unknown amount of time when the doctor came out with a smile and a relaxed tone: "It was a success."

After the second differentiation was halted again, the success rate was only five percent. Unexpectedly, this student actually survived.

Jing Yu's face was pale: "It won't have any effect on your health, will it?"

"No, don't worry." The doctor smiled. "This child is really interesting. He started talking to himself halfway through the anesthesia."

Jing Yu felt a faint sense of anticipation: "What did he say?"

The doctor recalled, "Well, he said, 'I don't want to go to high school, I don't want to go to high school!' Haha, are students under that much pressure these days?"

Jing Yu: "......"

——

When Wen Han woke up, it felt like he was in another world. His memory was still stuck on the time after the anesthesia was administered, and he had no feeling after that.

He stared at the ceiling for a while, feeling as if his body was floating on clouds.

What time is it now?

The system asked worriedly, "Host, how are you feeling?"

Wen Han felt a tingling sensation in his heart. He didn't dare to ask, afraid that he might have differentiated.

Fang Songxia was dozing off when her head tilted and bumped into the wall.

"Ouch." The first thing Fang Songxia did after waking up was to check on Wen Han's condition. When he saw that Wen Han had opened her eyes, he quickly pressed the red button next to the hospital bed.

"Wen Han, are you alright?" Fang Songxia rambled on, "Thank goodness you're okay, I was so scared! The homeroom teacher wouldn't let me ask for leave, so I could only come over after school. I never thought that Gu Cheng was so awful. Luckily, Jing Yu found you in time and took you to the hospital. He's probably still at the police station. Are you still in pain? I didn't understand what the doctor was saying..."

Wen Han still had a tube inserted in his mouth, so he couldn't speak and could only watch helplessly as Fang Songxia kept babbling on.

"Wen Han, are you still in pain? Why aren't you saying anything?"