Chapter 12 A cool but pungent smell wafted from the Jing family residence, Wen Hanshi…
Seeing that many people were taking out their phones or subway cards, Wen Han whispered, "Jing Yu, what should I do if I don't have my subway card?"
"It's okay, you can have mine."
Wen Han was stunned when he handed her a card: "And what about you?"
“I have a cell phone.” Jing Yu then took out a mask and gave it to him.
"They've clearly taken good care of Omegas," Wen Han joked. "I'm a Beta, it's no problem."
Jing Yu smiled and said, "I know."
"Many people have been getting the flu recently."
There seemed to be coughing sounds around her. Ignoring her embarrassment, Wen Han quickly grabbed a mask and put it on. The Wen family was so poor they couldn't even afford to go to the hospital; unless they were seriously ill, they'd at most go to a small clinic for an IV drip.
Health is the foundation of everything, and Wen Han has understood this principle since he was a child. Good health is the guarantee that allows him to keep up his work day after day.
The subway station was packed like sardine cans. Jingyu grabbed his arm and led him forward.
There were no seats left in the carriage; even the handrails and areas against the walls were packed with people. Wen Han and Jing Yu barely managed to find an empty spot before the subway doors closed after two beeps.
When was the last time I took the subway? Wen Han looked around curiously. Suddenly the subway started moving, and he lost his balance and fell sharply to the right, bumping right into Jing Yu.
Jingyu helped him up, her beautiful eyes above the mask curving into crescents.
Wen Han awkwardly steadied herself, and at the next stop, another group of people squeezed in, separating Wen Han and Jing Yu.
Wen Han sniffed: "System, why does it smell weird?"
"Host, it's normal for the air to become stuffy when there are too many people."
"No, it's not the air that smells bad." Wen Han's nose was very sensitive. "Why does it smell like pickled fish! Who eats pickled fish on the subway?"
Even with masks blocking the view, the smell was still very jarring, and it kept getting stronger.
The system detected something was wrong: "Host, there's an Alpha harassing an Omega behind you!"
Wen Han turned her head and her gaze immediately locked onto a greasy-looking middle-aged male Alpha. Almost everyone standing around him was a Beta, except for one Omega who noticed his pheromones, covered his nose, and walked towards Wen Han.
The Alpha who smelled like pickled fish, seeing the Omega's disgusted gesture, perhaps out of revenge or something else, deliberately walked over as well.
The closer he got, the stronger the stench of decay grew, and Wen Han couldn't help but groan.
Now, all of Yan Yu's attention has been diverted to Wen Han. The other person narrowed his eyes and walked towards him.
Jing Yu saw Wen Han squeeze through the crowd, her face filled with panic even though she was wearing a mask.
Wen Han fled in panic and hid behind Jing Yu: "Jing Yu, help!"
"That guy's pheromones smelled awful, and I couldn't control my expression, so he saw it," Wen Han said nervously. "He's definitely going to make trouble for me!"
“No,” Jing Yu thought for a moment and then said, “He can’t see you from where you are.”
Wen Han had no choice but to stay close to him without moving.
"Thinking about it now, I'm so glad I failed to differentiate back then," Wen Han said with lingering fear. "If my pheromones smelled that bad, I wouldn't even want to go out."
"This is just a low-probability event, host," the system said. "Most people's pheromones don't smell bad."
“That’s true.” Every time Wen Ruo comes into heat, Wen Ruan stays at his grandparents’ house.
Wen Han suffered during that time, as his appetite was always whetted. Then one day, he walked into a pharmacy and belatedly realized that the guy's pheromones were very similar to those of hawthorn digestive tablets.
Wen Han felt a little awkward being so close to Jing Yu; they were so close that she could smell his pheromones.
A faint, almost imperceptible plant fragrance.
"Wen Han, we've arrived." Jing Yu's voice pulled him out of his thoughts.
"oh!"
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All the way there, Wen Han kept reminding herself not to look like she was a country bumpkin when she arrived at the Jing family's house.
Surprisingly, the Jing family lived in a small villa, which was not as luxurious as Wen Han had imagined, but rather had a cozy feel.
"Brother!" A girl who looked two or three years younger than them opened the door, her face beaming. "You're here! Is this your classmate?"
Behind her stood a tall man, staring at Wen Han with a scrutinizing gaze.
"Hmm." Jing Yu said helplessly, "Brother, don't scare my classmate."
Jing Feng coughed lightly: "It's hot outside, come in."
Jing Zhao, who is very enthusiastic and lively, chuckled when she saw Wen Han looking flustered: "Your name is Wen Han, right? Are you a Beta? But the book says that Betas can't smell pheromones, right?"
How could a Beta smell pheromones? Jing Feng frowned: "Are you really a Beta?"
After saying that, he took a few steps toward Wen Han, wanting to see the back of his neck.
"Brother." Jing Yu stopped him, his tone inevitably becoming more forceful, "You're being too offensive."
Jing Feng said awkwardly, "It's not uncommon for Omegas to use drugs to cover up their pheromones and pretend to be Betas."
"Oh dear, why are you always so suspicious, big brother?" Jing Zhao said with dissatisfaction. "Second brother already said it's Beta, how could it be wrong?"
Jing Feng was even more embarrassed.
Jing Zhao asked curiously, "Can you smell what kind of pheromones I have?"
It tastes a bit like lemon, but more complex. Wen Han unconsciously wrinkled her nose: "It tastes a bit like... lemon-flavored cake?"
Jingzhao exclaimed in delight, "It's Lemon Barbalua!"
What is Babaruya? Is it soap?
Seeing that he could actually smell pheromones, Jing Feng became interested: "What about me?"
A cool but pungent smell wafted through the air. Wen Han asked honestly, "Toothpaste?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Yu smiled slightly and pulled Wen Han to walk quickly towards the stairs.
Huh? Wen Han turned to look at Jing Feng's expression. The other person had a dark face. Had he guessed wrong?
Jing Zhao covered her mouth and only dared to put her hand down when she ran to her room, laughing so hard she was almost convulsing: "I can't stand it! I told my older brother before that it tastes just like toothpaste!"
Jing Yu poured tea for them, and seeing Wen Han staring at his face, he smiled and explained, "It's Bo Qiao."
Jing Zhao laughed and said, "That stuff smells and tastes like toothpaste."
The nanny brought in a plate of snacks, and Jingzhao warmly invited Wen Han to try them.
There were cookies on the bottom and something that looked like lemon ice cream on top. Wen Han had just taken a bite when she saw Jing Zhao pull out a syringe from somewhere and stick it into the back of his neck.
Wen Han was so shocked that she didn't even notice the cookie falling onto the table.
“This is a specially formulated inhibitor,” Jing Yu explained, “to maintain pheromone stability.”
Wen Han asked, "Do I have to get this done every day?"
Jing Zhao said irritably, "It happens at least five or six times a day, it's so annoying."
These specially formulated inhibitors aren't cheap, and the Jing family definitely uses the best quality. It probably costs ten to twenty thousand yuan a day, and a month's supply...
"This disease is so painful." They have to rely on inhibitors to maintain a normal life, and they can't go to school like other people.
"It's alright, I've come to terms with it." Jing Zhao rested his chin on his hand. "At least the family still has money to buy inhibitors."
Wen Han lost her appetite. After the Jing family went bankrupt, how could they afford such high medical expenses? The show didn't even mention that the Jing family had a little sister.
If an Omega cannot control their pheromones, they are like a piece of meat with its own coordinates to a perverted Alpha—extremely dangerous, and without money for treatment, death is the only outcome.
He hesitated for a moment, then asked Jing Yu, "You said I can help, but what exactly is it?"
“Patients with pheromone disorders cannot judge their own pheromone levels, so they need help from others,” Jing Yu said. “But in order to stabilize her condition, Xiao Zhao cannot be affected by other pheromones.”
Jing Yu and Jing Feng are both Alphas, so it's definitely inconvenient. Wen Han asked curiously, "Then why not find an Omega?"
Jing Zhao blinked and said cautiously, "Omegas can also be affected by Omega pheromones, especially during their heat cycle."
Wen Han blushed.
The system gloated, "Host, I already told you to at least listen to the physiology class, look."
Jing Zhao can't determine her own pheromone levels, so she needs others to help her. However, she also can't be affected by pheromones, but those who can smell them are definitely Alphas and Omegas, which makes things complicated.
"So the reason I'm here to help is because I can smell pheromones but don't emit them, right?" Good heavens, this is a job tailor-made for him!
"But I'm in school now, so I can only come here very often."
"It's fine if you come occasionally," Jing Zhao said urgently. "It's okay if you stay at home, but I want to go out and have fun!"
Wen Han paused for a moment and said, "If I get paid, I won't have any problem taking time off."
System Unreliable Channel: "Host!"
"What can I do? I don't even have a cell phone, how am I supposed to stir up trouble?" Wen Han questioned it. "If I don't have money, where will I get the travel expenses to go see those illegitimate children during my vacation?"
Jingzhao jumped up excitedly and contacted her good friends to go out with her next Saturday.
*
Jing Yu led him to his room. Wen Han thought he was going to give her money right away, but after he closed the door, he took out a test paper from his bag.
Wen Han: "?"
Jing Yu smiled and said, "We haven't finished going over the test papers from this morning yet."
Wen Han was on the verge of tears. Being too responsible and patient wasn't always a good thing. He explicitly refused Fang Songxia's invitation to go out, not wanting to use it as an excuse. He could only sit with Jing Yu, arm in arm, listening to the physics lesson for a full two hours. He didn't even want to see Jing Yu's pretty face.
"Brother! Time to eat!" Jing Zhao called out after knocking on the door. "Wen Han, can you handle spicy food?"
Jingyu opened the door: "Xiao Zhao, the doctor said you can't eat spicy food."
Jing Zhao walked downstairs with his head down. Wen Han asked curiously, "Will capsaicin still affect this disease?"
“No,” Jing Yu said calmly. “She can’t eat spicy food but she still wants to. She gets excited when she eats it, and her pheromones spike when she’s excited.”
In short, someone who's bad at games but loves to play.
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