Chapter 48
Xisen disagreed: "Your other symptoms require further observation in the hospital, and the specific treatment plan for your neurological condition hasn't been determined yet..."
Feng Ran turned her head and gave him a cold look: "If you can't even analyze the drug's reaction components, what's the value of your treatment plan? Are you using me as a guinea pig?"
Xisen was speechless, choked by her sharp retort. He had to admit that Feng Ran was very powerful, and had been redefining his understanding of normal humans for almost the entire day. If this was the special thing that God had given to Enigma, then he could only say that this kind of power was too extreme.
Feng Ran tugged at Shen Shiqian's shoulder, gave him a light peck on the lips, and said in a tender tone, "Let's go home. I told you I don't like hospitals, don't make me say it a third time, okay?"
If the patient refuses to cooperate, any treatment plan will be in vain. Just as Feng Ran said, Shen Shiqian really understands her. Because when Feng Ran destroyed the technology exhibition at the beginning, the Empire had its eye on her system and technology and had the idea of ​​recruiting her.
No matter how the negotiators tried to persuade her offered terms and bribes, Feng Ran remained unmoved. She was frighteningly stubborn about what she believed in. On the surface, she smiled and dealt with everyone, but in reality, she was easily provoked. If you dared to confiscate her factory, she would dare to bomb the Empire's army. She couldn't stand the slightest loss.
Shen Shiqian had mixed feelings, but as Feng Ran had wished, he took her home from the hospital.
Xisen and the others were helpless with Feng Ran's neurotic symptoms, but Bai Yunxi prescribed her a lot of medication to control her emotions. Feng Ran planned to dissolve all of them later, extract the components, and make some other medicine.
However, Shen Shiqian might need these medicines more. Not long ago, he vowed to save Feng Ran, only to discover that she was suffering from a terminal illness. He felt a sense of helplessness, struggling against fate and finding it difficult to move forward. He seemed to be more cautious in everything he did than before.
But such an impact alone was not enough to break him. Feng Ran thought of Shen Shiqian's face, which was filled with suppressed sorrow. Since he couldn't get rid of him no matter what, he might as well just make him his prisoner.
Although Shen Shiqian said he would clear up the misunderstanding with her, Feng Ran didn't think there was any misunderstanding between them. Everything that had happened was a fact. She had endured all day and now she couldn't muster any mental energy at all. Her head was so sore that she didn't want to think about anything.
She glanced coldly at Shen Shiqian and walked right past him, saying, "I'm going back to my room."
Shen Shiqian grabbed her hand, and Feng Ran was pulled back and fell into his arms. Shen Shiqian hugged her and buried his chin in her shoulder: "Ranran, can we have a good talk?"
Feng Ran blinked blankly, raised her hand and nudged him, somewhat annoyed: "I can't hear you."
Shen Shiqian reached out to touch her ear again, but his hand was grabbed by Feng Ran just as he was about to touch her left ear. There was a faint hint of hostility on her face, and her emotions were building up to the point of exploding: "Shen Shiqian, when I lose control of my mental power, I can't control my pheromones either. Can't you be a little more obedient?"
They really have no sense of propriety; they just had to provoke her.
Feng Ran never considered herself a violent person. Even though she suffered from severe mental illness and pain, and was told that she had psychological problems and was emotionally unstable, she never thought of finding a way to vent her frustrations. She had been used to enduring and suppressing her emotions since she was a child.
This deep-seated habitual instinct may bring more exhausting pain, but once you endure it, it will give Feng Ran a real sense that she is still alive.
But when she looked at Shen Shiqian, she couldn't help but recall the fact that she had died once. All the hard work she had put in was wasted, her emotions were ignited in an instant, and her rationality evaporated. In fact, she didn't know what she wanted to do or what she should do. She just wanted to see Shen Shiqian suffer as much as she did.
Under the stimulation of pain, Feng Ran's senses were particularly dulled. She didn't even notice the pheromones released when she was excited. Shen Shiqian looked at her with deep affection and heartache, as if he was saying something. Feng Ran felt that she was slowly dissociating herself. Looking at Shen Shiqian was like watching a tasteless pantomime.
Feng Ran couldn't understand the meaning of rebirth. If fate had chosen Shen Shiqian, why choose her again? Or was it just that a trigger was needed to create Enigma, which led her to experience another life of suffering? Were other Enigmas in history also in such pain?
Shen Shiqian was trembling. His arms around Feng Ran loosened and became weak. Feng Ran pushed him away abruptly, feeling a heavy pressure in her heart. She was in pain, exhausted, and wanted to rest, but the pain made her feel disconnected from the world, too awake to fall asleep.
Perhaps her expression wasn't very good right now, because it was rare to see a hint of fear on Shen Shiqian's face. Feng Ran was certain that Bai Yunxi's diagnosis was correct; she did seem to have some kind of problem.
For some reason, Shen Shiqian looked a little unsteady. Feng Ran didn't know how much pheromone she had unknowingly released. Seeing his appearance, she pushed him again, and this time Shen Shiqian fell to the ground.
Ah, so weak.
How could she have lost to someone like that in her past life?
Feng Ran pressed down on him, unplugged his terminal and threw it far away. Watching Shen Shiqian gesturing anxiously, his breathing gradually becoming heavy, she chuckled softly: "Can you understand? This is what it feels like to be disconnected from the world."
Feng Ran: "The doctor's treatment plan says that I should learn to express my needs and not let my frustration and emotions accumulate. I should let them out."
Her hand unconsciously fell onto Shen Shiqian's neck again, her palm pressed against his Adam's apple. She could feel the sliding caused by his frequent swallowing, the vibration of his vocal cords when he spoke, and the vitality of his life. She suppressed the urge to strangle him.
Feng Ran: "Shouldn't you be trying to appease me? Why aren't you seducing me like you did last time? Or are you regretting it?"
"How amazing, why would you like me? Aren't we sworn enemies? Or do you think our positions can't allow us to be together, so you actually want to kill me and then commit suicide for love? That won't do, you are the hope of the empire."
Shen Shiqian's eyes were misty with tears, his face flushed. His fingers curled around Feng Ran's hair as he murmured something. Feng Ran squinted and could barely make out the words "I love you." Only then did she realize that he seemed to be in a false state of arousal again.
Feng Ran pressed down on his tongue, dug his fingers into his throat, and pressed his knuckles against his palate, scraping deeper. Shen Shiqian groaned, unable to utter a complete syllable, his pupils dilating violently.
"Miserable?" This appearance shouldn't be described with that word, but Feng Ran racked his brains and couldn't find a more fitting one. Stimulated by the deep throat, Shen Shiqian's expression was dazed, and physiological tears overflowed from the corner of his eyes, leaving a long streak, which was particularly pleasing to the eye.
The sharp pain in her brain transformed into excitement and stimulation, making Feng Ran feel liberated from her suppressed emotions. She pulled her fingers out of his mouth, and Shen Shiqian coughed uncontrollably, as if he had choked on saliva. Feng Ran's fingers, with their supple silver threads, touched his face.
"Do you know our pheromone compatibility? It's 100! A legendary destined encounter and union, aren't you happy?"
"But unfortunately, Enigma's pheromone effects are mostly one-way."
Feng Ran pulled Shen Shiqian up slightly, stabilizing his waist, and gently sucked on the gland at the back of his neck, deliberately rubbing it lightly with his marking teeth. Shen Shiqian trembled and struggled involuntarily, his whole body convulsing like a fish desperately struggling on a chopping board.
Feng Ran gently lifted his face again and stuck out her tongue at him: "Your pheromones don't really work on me, so shouldn't you try a different way to please me?"
"Sincerity and true feelings can't be expressed with words alone, especially since I can't hear you. Can you show me just how much you love me?"
"This is your last chance to gain my trust, understand? If you can't satisfy me, I'll leave you and find someone else."
Feng Ran didn't know if Shen Shiqian had lost his mind because of the pheromones, but she could see the unquenchable fervor in his eyes. As soon as she stepped back and stood up, Shen Shiqian sidled up to her leg, tilting his head back and saying something intermittently, his shoulders shaking.
Feng Ran calmly looked down at him: "Do you expect me to be able to guess what you said?"
Shen Shiqian bit his lip, as if he had made up his mind, and slowly unbuttoned his clothes. As soon as his skin was exposed to the air, the stimulation of his pheromones suddenly became more intense. His eyes turned red, and pain overflowed from them. He gradually broke down his rationality and self-esteem and placed them in front of Feng Ran.
The domestication was successful.
The threads of pain seemed to have been severed in that instant.
"Is that all? You're really clumsy."
Feng Ran walked to the French windows on the balcony. Outside, the city lights shone brightly, revealing the city's prosperity. Feng Ran simply knocked on the windowpane, and the reflection gradually brightened. The window was flipped into a giant mirror.
Feng Ranchao and Chen Shiqian waved: "Come here."
It's like the second limit leading to hell.
Shame was irrelevant in this attempt to appease him; the sense of exposure and unease brought about by the loss of control kept Shen Shiqian on his toes, but his body broke free of his control, becoming excited because of the pain.
He was forced to raise his head by the neck and saw his own frantic face in the mirror. It was unfamiliar, yet strangely not out of place. Infected by Enigma's soaring emotions, he actually felt satisfied and happy.
Unable to break free, he was about to go into shock.
In fact, Shen Shiqian did faint from being too excited, and the glass of the French windows was ruined beyond recognition. Of course, so was he. Each bite mark looked like a sharp tooth coated with poison. The relaxant in his pheromones softened his muscles, making them turn pink.
Ah, the hope of the empire has fallen, and Sirius has fallen into her hands.
Feng Ran felt that her broken mental state had been mended. He glanced at her and waved to the two small robots squatting motionless behind the sofa. "Clean this place up and settle the marshal in."
"Hmm, buy him some more birth control pills."
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