Chapter 253: Wiping the Wound

He took off the shirt and put it on again, but it was untied by Zhou Yanshu after a while, exposing his vulnerable neck.

Yu Zhuo pushed aside his waist-length blond hair and looked at the gland there. The gland was swollen around it, the skin was dark red, and the gland in the center was atrophied. Because it had not been irrigated with pheromones for a long time, it looked much more fragile than before.

Yu Zhuo only took a small ointment that could repair the bite. As for repairing deeper injuries... it would probably require the system to slowly test it.

"Your glands are badly damaged. Would you like to consider cleaning the marks?" Yu Zhuo applied the ointment. "This way you will suffer less."

After being permanently marked, Zhou Yanshu could only accept the pheromones of the Alpha who marked him, but his body, which was trying to survive, had already been crushed into mud, and so were the pheromones.

After cleaning the marks, Zhou Yanshu would at least no longer suffer from gland drying up.

Zhou Yanshu's face stiffened slightly when he heard this. He turned his head to the side as if in a warning, stared at Yu Zhuo and said coldly: "Don't interfere with things that are not your business. That is my mark."

"I just said it casually. If you don't want to wash it, forget it." Yu Zhuo said nonchalantly, "I can't mark you anyway."

As he spoke, he rubbed the soft flesh underneath with his fingertips. Zhou Yanshu groaned, and he raised his eyes again, seeing that Yuzhuo had wisely put away all the medicine boxes.

"It's done. You should go to bed early." Yu Zhuo stood up from the bed.

Zhou Yanshu glanced at him: "Where are you going?"

"I smell a lot, I'm afraid I'll bother you, so I'll go sleep outside." Yu Zhuo lowered his head to tidy up his suit, and he said, "Let's go."

Zhou Yanshu sneered for no reason: "I let you go?"

"..." Yu Zhuo turned around hesitantly, looking at Zhou Yanshu's half-exposed pale chest, and asked, "Then where should I go?"

Zhou Yanshu stared at him motionlessly. His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he said, "There may be guards outside. You stay."

Yu Zhuo's heart skipped a beat. The corners of his lips just lifted up a little before quickly falling back down as if to cover up something. He grabbed the door handle and said, "I'm not in good health. I'm afraid I can't sleep on the floor. I'll freeze."

Zhou Yanshu raised his eyes: "Did I tell you to sleep on the floor?"

He pulled the quilt around his waist and casually patted the empty space next to him: "You sleep here."

Yu Zhuo was stunned. Zhou Yanshu changed his attitude so quickly that Yu Zhuo began to doubt his motives.

Zhou Yanshu didn't give Yuzhuo much time to think. Seeing Yuzhuo standing at the door without moving, he narrowed his long and narrow eyes slowly: "Why, you are very unwilling?"

"No." Yu Zhuo turned sideways, pressed against the door, and rolled his eyes, "But... the smell of my pheromones is not pleasant. Are you sure you can stand me?"

Zhou Yanshu opened the drawer of the desk next to him, took out a box of things, and then pressed the square suppression patch under his fingertips.

Yu Zhuo raised his eyebrows when he saw this: "Okay."

He took two steps forward and bent down. Just as he was about to take the restraining patch, Zhou Yanshu's fingertips suddenly increased the force.

Yu Zhuo pulled it out twice but failed, and his eyes shifted to Zhou Yanshu's face: "You..."

Zhou Yanshu held the inhibitory patch between his fingers and said, "I'll give it to you."

Yu Zhuo: “…”

"Well, I can do it myself."

"I'll give it to you."

"Forget it. I can do it myself."

Zhou Yanshu didn't say anything else. His eyes fell heavily on Yu Zhuo, revealing an obvious coldness.

"Okay, okay, I'll put it on you." Yu Zhuo turned around and sat on the edge of the bed.

He lowered his head and pondered Zhou Yanshu's temper. Zhou Yanshu's temper was not like this before, but he didn't expect that after waking up from his coma for many years, he became less talkative, his temper became harder, and his attitude towards him became colder.

It seems that what happened a hundred years ago still had a huge impact on him.

The cold fingers pressed on the back of Yuzhuo's neck. Yuzhuo felt a little uncomfortable and subconsciously tensed up his body: "Don't stick to the wrong place."

"I know. It's not like I haven't seen it before." Zhou Yanshu stroked the gland at the back of Yuzhuo's neck with his thumb. It was not shrunken and dry like Zhou Yanshu's. It was still a normal color.

Zhou Yan rubbed his fingernails on the surface for a while, then lowered his head to smell the smell. It was indeed surrounded by the pheromone smell of bitter almonds, which was very unfamiliar and he had never come into contact with it before.

Yu Zhuo only felt the skin on the back of his neck getting hotter and hotter. He looked to the side and asked, "Is it okay?"

Zhou Yanshu tore off the suppression sticker and applied it. His movements were skillful and quick, and soon he had thrown the remaining useless film to the corner of the table.

"alright."

Yuzhuo stood up immediately, touched the skin on the back of his neck, and said, "It's a little itchy."

"I don't feel itchy like this. Do you want to be the same as me?" Zhou Yanshu ignored him. He lay down and buried most of his body in the quilt. "Okay, stop talking nonsense. I want to sleep."

Zhou Yanshu only rolled up half of the bed, leaving the other half for Yuzhuo. Yuzhuo looked at Zhou Yanshu in front of the bed, and the latter had already frowned and closed his eyes.

"Okay." Yu Zhuo turned off the night light on the table. The room was completely dark. He pulled the quilt over and lay flat on his back beside Zhou Yanshu.

Zhou Yanshu deliberately kept a distance from him, put his hands on his abdomen, and felt the breathing of the person next to him.

Familiar, intimate, yet distant. Yu Zhuo intertwined his fingertips and silently looked at the shadow beside him. Zhou Yanshu lay down and did not move, like a stiff corpse.

Yu Zhuo looked sideways at him, but soon he couldn't control himself anymore and reached out his hand to quietly press Zhou Yanshu's thigh.

Zhou Yanshu's legs were paralyzed and he had lost consciousness, so he probably couldn't notice Yu Zhuo's actions.

Yu Zhuo tentatively stretched out his hand and pinched the soft flesh there, but Zhou Yanshu still didn't react. But a few seconds passed, and Yu Zhuo quickly withdrew his hand. He put his hands together neatly on his abdomen, as if nothing had happened.

Today's task has not been completed yet, he needs to work overtime to complete it.

Yu Zhuo slowed down his breathing, re-entered the system and began to organize the fusion of the core fragments.

There are five pieces in total, and the first four pieces have been integrated almost completely, with a completion rate of up to 90%. The last piece was the last to be polished, and the progress is the slowest, so it seems that it will take some more time.

Gouju Tusheng secretly encouraged himself, tapped the back of his hand, and entered into systematic learning.

Zhou Yanshu lay on his side on the bed, paying attention to Yuzhuo's movements. He hesitantly lowered his head and sniffed the remaining pheromone scent on his fingertips.

Why is this soul fragment so proactive towards him?

Or... is he very proactive towards all outsiders?

Zhou Yanshu was thinking about his next strategy. If he wanted to keep Yuzhuo by his side, he would have to be... more passive.