Igor was hastily called back from the army.
He is a tall alpha with a handsome face and an extraordinary appearance.
As a genius in the Mecha Piloting Department of the Mecha Academy, Igor is currently undergoing combat training in the Federal Army Reserve Army, and will officially join the Federal Army when he graduates from the Mecha Academy.
But he didn't expect that he would be called back from the front line by his father at this juncture.
The corridor smelled of disinfectant, and the metal door in front of him silently opened to both sides.
This is the most advanced private hospital in the entire Federation. The privacy is very good, and there is no one in the entire corridor.
Igor looked a little impatient.
General Lester glared at his son fiercely: "What is your attitude?"
Although he is no longer young, the momentum of walking forward is still unstoppable: "After all, Admiral Drost and I are old friends for so many years, let you visit his injured son, what happened? And If it wasn't for you, how could people hide their identity and join the army?"
Igor frowned fiercely and said coldly:
"I didn't let him go."
General Lester angrily said: "Shut up! I don't want to hear you say this! A young omega was seriously injured because he joined the army for you. Is this how you behave? If you still have this stinky face after you enter the ward , you are not my son!"
Igor shut up.
But his expression was a bit colder than before.
As General Lester walked, he rambled on and on about how to be a gentleman and how to be gentle with omegas and the like.
Soon, the two came to the door at the end of the corridor.
Before entering the door, General Lester turned his head to look at Igor standing beside him, his expression seemed a little complicated: "Iris this time..."
His lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just sighed, raised his hand and stuffed the gift box in his hand to Igor, then instructed: "Anyway, you have a better attitude, do you understand?"
Igor nodded expressionlessly, then raised his hand and pushed open the door of the ward in front of him.
The ward is very large, and the bionic light source overhead floods the room with soft light. Countless advanced equipment is dripping in the isolation room. The whole room is filled with various rehabilitation gifts, which makes it look a little crowded.
In the center of the ward is a soft bed.
A teenager in a hospital gown was sitting on the bed, with his head lowered, his fine black hair hanging down, covering his pale and thin cheeks, and a pair of hands wrapped in gauze on the sheets.
Even though he didn't like this Omega who had been entangled with him, Igor couldn't help but be surprised.
Compared to the last time I saw him, Iris lost too much weight.
His thin shoulders were stunned under the thin hospital gown, his collarbone protruded, and he could barely see the ups and downs under the quilt, as if his body was engulfed by this huge hospital bed.
Igor paused, softened his voice unnaturally, and said:
"Iris... how are you feeling today?"
The young man in front of him seemed to be suddenly awakened from a daze. He raised his hand and brushed the long hair in front of his forehead and brushed it back, his dark eyes swept over lightly.
Igor's heart skipped a beat.
Something doesn't seem right.
But before he could figure out anything, the young man withdrew his gaze and shrugged lazily:
"Very good, thank you for your concern."
Igor hesitated for a while, and finally pulled out the stool beside him, sat down somewhat cautiously, and then bent over the gift box in his hand and put it on the ground.
This superfluous move of his alarmed the other party.
Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows with interest: "Is there sugar in it?"
Igor was taken aback by the question.
He lowered his head and rummaged through the gift box, finding a bag of premium candy.
Ge Xiu smiled and stretched out his hand to him: "Give it to me."
Igor paused, stood up, walked to the hospital bed with the bag of candy, and put it in Geshuu's open palm.
For some reason, the situation today seemed to be turned upside down - instead he became the most passive one in the room.
The young man in front of him didn't seem to notice his turbulent heart at all, but happily reached out to take the candy, then lowered his head and started to unpack it.
The sound of the wrapping paper was very clear in the huge ward.
Igor's eyes wandered, inadvertently swept across the drooping neck of the boy.
A huge piece of gauze was attached to the back of his neck, just covering the position where the glands should be, and there was still a little bloodstain outside.
His pupils shrank.
-How is this going
Ge Xiu lifted his eyelids, and the corner of his lips tickled casually: "It's nothing, it's just that the glands have been removed."
Igor was stunned.
Could it be that he just accidentally said what he said in his heart
The boy in front of him rolled the wrapping paper in his hand into a ball, raised his hand and threw it, and it just landed in the trash can at the foot of the bed. Get up a piece.
His voice was loose and hoarse: "Don't worry, you didn't ask, I guess."
Igor's heart shook violently.
He frowned, his eyes were sharp like a knife, and he stabbed the Omega who was close at hand.
I saw that the other party was also looking up at him.
Under the long eyelashes, a pair of pitch-black eyes seemed to be able to see through a person's heart, as if they couldn't penetrate a single ray of light.
The young man winked at him, his face still had the sloppy expression that he didn't care about, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised in a smile that was not a smile:
"Don't worry - that's the first question most people ask."
·
When Igor left the ward, he was still in a trance.
He originally thought... that he would face endless tears and grievances, or fear and shrinkage left by the battlefield, and even more, he was ready for the other party to take this opportunity to kidnap him to reach a marriage contract.
but…
Igor found it difficult to describe what had just happened in the ward.
Everything seemed to come naturally, but nothing seemed quite right.
He stood at the door of the ward, frowning and thinking.
Aerith is completely different from before - whenever he saw himself, his eyes would suddenly light up, with careful humbleness and deep love worrying about gain and loss, and now... when he swept over himself His eyes were the same as when passing a stranger.
Igor felt a little irritable in his heart.
At this moment, General Lester and Admiral Drost in the distance finished chatting and turned towards him.
The two walked out together.
Igor endured it, but finally he couldn't hold back, and asked, "Iris' glands... What's going on?"
"Since you already know, then I won't hide it." General Lester sighed: "Iris started the differentiation period early on the battlefield..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Igor's cold voice:
"Then he should go to court martial now instead of lying in hospital."
The young alpha looked indifferent and stern, and seemed to have a faint disgust and irritability.
General Lester was stunned for a moment, then raised his brows angrily: "Do you know what you are talking about?!"
Igor was expressionless: "The devastating blow of an omega's estrus on the battlefield, father, you are no better than me..."
Before he could finish speaking, General Lester gave him a slap on the back of the head: "I taught you for nothing! When you were in the ward, you didn't notice that Iris didn't have any marked smell on his body. ? Not even a temporary marker?"
Igor was stunned for a moment - I was too shocked to pay attention in the ward just now, but now that I think about it, it seems that it really is...
So how did he get out of this predicament
General Lester sighed again: "We found the wreckage of the mech he used to drive on the planet occupied by the Zerg, and inside we found the automatic record before the energy was exhausted. After a day's hard work, we succeeded Restored some images-"
He reached out and took out his portable terminal.
On the screen, there is a miniature mecha cockpit.
Through the screen, you can clearly hear the harsh sound of insects scratching the mecha from outside the screen, but the young man sitting in the mecha cabin seemed to be unaffected, and quickly lined up a group of medical equipment. open-
Under the half-length broken hair, the white and delicate back of the neck was exposed, and the jet-black hair was wet with sweat and stuck to the neck, making it more and more black and white.
And on the slightly raised vertebral joints, a beautiful and bright pale pink is glowing, as if you can smell the sweet fragrance in the air through the screen.
He holds the scalpel.
Head down.
and many more-
Igor seemed to finally realize something, his pupils suddenly tightened, and the blood-stained gauze attached to the back of the omega's neck appeared in his mind. But Igor couldn't believe—
In the next second, the gleaming blade slashed the skin, and scarlet blood gushed out instantly, soaking the clothes behind him in the blink of an eye.
Those slender fingers didn't even shake, they were still as steady as a machine.
Igor felt his heart tighten suddenly.
General Lester looked at his son's expression. He sighed, turned off the personal terminal, and said, "Yes, he cut off his glands himself, and... he didn't inject any anesthesia."
In a short sentence, the amount of information contained in it can make any adult feel terrified.
"I talked to General Drost just now - you have now got what you wanted, and the engagement has been dissolved." General Lester shook his head, seeming to be a little older: "I know you hate Iris, but I hope from From today onwards, you can at least have some basic respect for him - this kid, a true warrior."
After he finished speaking, he stopped staying, turned and walked out.
Only Igor was left standing there in despair, his eyes fixed on the ground, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
·
As Gorsch chewed the candy in his mouth, Admiral Drost pushed the door open and walked in.
He stood at the foot of the bed, staring at his little son lying on the bed with a complicated expression.
He knows that he seldom cares for his own children, and he pays more attention to the cultivation of two alphas among the three children, but this does not mean that he has no feelings for his youngest son - to be precise, he does not know how to speak .
Admiral Drost cleared his throat and asked bluntly:
"How are you feeling today?"
Ge Xiu shrugged and replied to the same question with the same answer: "Very good, thank you for your concern."
Admiral Drost hesitated, then asked:
"Do you still have any impression of what happened after you fell into a coma?"
Ge Xiu frowned indifferently.
His last memory was walking in the corridor that was about to collapse, and then a man with a face that could not be seen appeared, tried to attack him, and then he couldn't remember anything - however, in his groggy, countless Between the color blocks and the noise, he seemed to hear a man's voice, he couldn't hear what he was saying, but...
But he was inexplicably impressed.
Ge Xiu shook his head: "I don't remember."
Admiral Drost took a deep breath and continued to ask, "Do you know the man Hines Erost?"
Ge Xiu shook his head honestly.
Colonel Drost looked away somewhat unnaturally, as if he was embarrassed about what he was going to say next: "Anyway, he saved you after you fell unconscious and agreed to send you back to me. Necessary medical assistance, however, his only request is…”
Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows: "Yes?"
"—to marry you."
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