Chapter 86
Because of Fran's firm stance, Xing Tong allowed them to have their "death sentence" suspended for a while longer, at least to ensure that the training camp and competition could not be affected and had to be completed smoothly. Otherwise, it would not mind continuing to play the villain.
Relieved, Fran belatedly realized that his whole body was trembling and numb. He looked at the culprit who was still dejected: "Can't you take back your pheromones?"
Basil silently withdrew.
The man from Franja snapped at him, "What are you still doing here? Go back and do your homework."
Basil hesitated and said, "I'm feeling very confused right now, and I can't concentrate on writing."
Fran: "Then find a corner to calm down by yourself for a while. I need to take a shower."
Basil glanced at Fran, who was sitting there unable to stand, and said something surprising: "Do you want me to help you?"
Fran: "Get lost! Didn't your physiology teacher teach you that AOs are different?"
Basil, as if possessed, retorted, "I never really considered you an Omega anyway, and now that the drug's effects have worn off, what's there to worry about?"
Fran laughed angrily: "You don't consider me an Omega? Then why am I like this, bitten by a dog?"
Basil sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry, is there anything I can do?"
Fran stared at him, his eyes burning with a fire that seemed to want to incinerate him completely: "Oh, then go out and find me an inhibitor."
Basil: "Oh, okay."
As soon as he turned to leave, Fran quickly got up, closed and locked the bathroom door. Basil, who was locked out, was stunned for a long time before finally obediently sitting back down at the table to do his homework.
How can he stay by Feng Ran's side? But the AI says Feng Ran doesn't need him anymore, so is he a burden? But he's clearly still trying, why deny him...?
What exactly is he doing?
What exactly does he want to do?
...
When Fran came out of the shower, he saw Basil sitting at the table, crying her eyes out. The electronic whiteboard she was using to do her homework was soaked and the screen went black. In the end, no matter how strong and assertive she was, she was still just a child.
He walked over and sat down next to him, then took a white coat from the hanger and covered his head with it.
"Stop crying. Do you want to go to class with swollen eyes tomorrow?"
Basil grabbed the cloth and pressed it against her face, quickly wetting it again: "You don't understand..."
Fran: "Of course I don't understand. If I did, wouldn't I have lived more than ten years longer than you for nothing?"
Fran had never experienced normal love. He looked down on Alphas and had no respect for romance. After all, his past experiences alone made it take him a long time to heal himself after leaving Vera. When he first joined White Sand, he carried all sorts of inhibitors in his pocket. If anyone got within a meter of him, he would take out a syringe and inject them. As a result, even Hilde had to be careful and apprehensive when she was with him.
Feng Ran was very special to him. She was the only person he could trust so easily after meeting her for only a short time. It might not have been related to her Enigma or the suppressive effect of her pheromones, but simply because she was too strong. The sense of security that her strength instilled was something that even pheromones could not resist. She forcefully removed the fear from Fran, making him feel that he had finally become a normal person.
Even so, he didn't have the same deep love for Feng Ran as Luo Le, because he didn't know the shape of love, so he couldn't piece together that puzzle. He knew for sure that the person standing next to Feng Ran would never be him, and he had nothing to regret about that. After all, if he were to carefully imagine who would be by his side in the future, he would inadvertently fall into memories of the past and feel uncomfortable. So the way things are now is good enough.
He ruffled Basil's hair through her clothes, awkwardly offering words of comfort: "Do you think Feng Ran is the right person for you?"
Basil continued to cry silently, ignoring him.
Fran: "Let me tell you a secret."
"You know about the White Sands breakout that happened in Kempin, right?"
Basil paused, listening quietly to what he was about to say.
"That was made by Feng Ran."
He shook his head like a ghost: "Impossible! Feng Ran was clearly kidnapped by Bai Sha, and Shen Shiqian didn't go to save her, causing her to get injured!"
Fran: "She was able to anonymously report to the police and have most of the people in Baisha arrested and imprisoned. How could she be kidnapped so easily? She's an Enigma of level 3S or higher. With just a little bit of pheromone pressure, who could touch her? Haven't you thought about these questions?"
“How could you… but…” Basil wanted to argue and defend herself, but ultimately gave up. “…Why would she do that?”
Fran: "To test Shen Shiqian."
"She did say that she hated Shen Shiqian, but that hatred contained many other things as well. So she felt that as long as she could completely control Shen Shiqian, there would be room for everything to turn around."
Basil: "But what gives Shen Shiqian the right? They didn't even know each other before!"
Fran: "So you knew each other before you married Feng Ran?"
Basil: "I...I fell in love at first sight!"
Fran: "That's hard to say. In my opinion, love at first sight is no different from lust at first sight."
Enraged, Basil ripped off his white coat to grab Fran, but was immediately stunned by his nakedness and panicked: "You...why aren't you dressed!"
Fran stood up from his seat. In fact, he was wearing his boxer shorts properly, but he was so thin and pale that he looked like a skeleton: "Huh? Because I need to apply medicine. Someone tore my clothes and you still have the nerve to cry here."
Basil: "I didn't mean to, can you please stop talking?... Does the mark hurt?"
Fran walked to his side of the bed and pulled out a bunch of random things from the storage box: "It doesn't hurt, but my glands have a weak immune system, and I don't want to have a scar."
He brushed aside his still damp hair, sat down in the chair, and used a needle to draw a sample of pheromone solution.
Basil was startled: "Your immune system is already compromised, and you still dare to prick your glands like that? Are you out of your mind?!"
After taking the sample, Fran collapsed onto the table in agony, saying weakly, "I need to confirm whether the change in the pheromone's properties is temporary; this is also part of my job."
After carefully collecting the samples, he picked up the ointment and slowly applied it to the glands. The bite marks were mostly concentrated on his back, some at tricky angles. Both the broken and unbroken areas were bright red. Because they didn't hurt much after being soothed by the Alpha pheromones, Fran couldn't tell exactly where the bites were.
Fran: "If you're free, could you help me apply some medicine?"
Basil slowly moved closer, speechless at his unrestrained manner. No wonder he didn't consider him an Omega: "You really have no manners..."
Fran: "If I took everything to heart, I wouldn't be alive today."
Basil took the ointment, looking at the bite marks, feeling extremely awkward. How dare he treat "Feng Ran" like that? He clearly knew that Alpha marks were very painful for the other person. Was it because Feng Ran always indulged him that he became so demanding? Her body was already so sick...
"Well……"
The area where the ointment was applied turned a faint pink. Fran, who made the sound, turned her head uncomfortably and glared at him: "Put your pheromones away. If you can't control yourself, go get me an inhibitor."
Even though the strongest scent in the air was Fran's peach fragrance, and even if there were his pheromones, they were drawn out by Fran, Basil still silently restrained herself and sped up the application of the medicine. But even so, Fran still looked like a shrimp pulled out of hot water, hugging his knees and shrinking into his seat.
Can you blame him? Only then did Basil slowly recall the knowledge about the gender differences between Alphas that the teacher had mentioned in class. He stood blankly to the side, as if it had something to do with him, because he had marked Fran, and Fran was very sensitive to Alpha pheromones.
Fran, her face flushed, glared at him and said, "This is none of your business. Stay away from me."
He changed his posture and knelt on the seat, looking shaky, and then applied many more barrier patches to his glands.
Basil couldn't help but remind him, "The barrier patches also have medicinal properties. Be careful of drug buildup if you use so many."
Fran: "As long as he doesn't die."
Basil recalled his chaotic sleep schedule and felt that his statement was somewhat contradictory: "If you continue like this, you won't be far from sudden death."
Fran didn't deny it, showing him the needle marks on his arm: "So Fengran's robot holds me down and injects me with sleeping pills every day at the appointed time."
Those rows of needle marks looked like small moles or pockmarks, making Basil's arm ache: "Do you have insomnia?"
Fran: "No, it's just that when I'm so engrossed in work, I forget to eat and sleep."
Basil: "Should I give you some sleeping pills too?"
Fran: "What's it to you?"
Basil: "If you die, I'll be the prime suspect."
...
In reality, people with damaged glands don't live very long. Fran has been focusing on his work to make himself ignore this matter. Although Feng Ran is also trying to help him control the treatment plan, Fran himself knows how effective it is, which is why he has been living a somewhat careless life.
However, basil's pheromones washed away the previous marks, the glands' immune function was slowly recovering, and the pain from the marks was soothed by the Alpha, meaning that everything had the possibility of being cured.
It's ironic that the damage caused by Alpha ultimately needs to be healed by Alpha.
But if only that person weren't Basil. His glands needed pheromone stimulation and soothing to fully heal—that is, marking behavior. However, as marking deepens, even without lifelong marking, an Omega will develop a pheromone dependence on an Alpha. Fran's concept of chastity is actually very weak. If it's just for treatment, even if Basil marks him lifelong and then cheats on him with someone else, he wouldn't mind at all. He's lucky to be alive; why would he pursue happiness?
It would have been much easier to resolve this with someone else. After all, Feng Ran is rich and capable, and could afford any kind of compensation. It's just a mark; at worst, they could get married and then divorced. Unfortunately, the other party is Luo Le. There's no comparison between the two, and if my meddling causes them to owe each other more, everything I've done so far will seem like putting the cart before the horse.
We still need to keep our distance from that young master.
Despite thinking that way, Fran was still confused when he woke up the next day. He pulled another hot thing out of the not-so-spacious bed and stared at Basil, who had clearly just woken up, with a completely black face: "Are you fucking sick?"
Basil turned her head away guiltily: "Sorry, I just haven't recovered yet. I can't sleep when I'm alone and my mind keeps wandering..."
"I'm still very uneasy. I'm worried that you might be afraid I'm an Alpha and abandon me to secretly go back to Kiria. But you're going to help me, right? So could you help me a little more?"
Fran frowned, somewhat not understanding what nonsense he was spouting.
Basil: "I'd like to join you too, is that alright?"
Are you crazy?
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