in the bedroom.
When Yin Che woke up, he couldn't fall asleep, and lay in bed in a trance.
Yin Ze's words before he left are not unreasonable. He really hasn't put his heart to heart with him over the years, and it's natural to be hated.
But, in case it's not cured... It's better to lose a brother you hate than a brother you like.
Let's talk about it later, he hasn't slowed down yet.
I'd rather see another person.
Yin Che turned over and wanted to use his phone to check what time it was, but suddenly found a school uniform jacket on the bed.
Wrinkled, it was thrown at the corner of the bed by the owner.
Jiang Yao never made the bed, and his weekly dormitory score was the lowest in the class. Old Wu had criticized him several times, and it was still the same.
Yin Che stared at the coat.
After confirming that there were no footsteps in the corridor outside, he grabbed his jacket, buried his face in it, and took a deep breath.
Can't smell anything other than a faint laundry soap smell.
After more than a month of treatment, there is still no effect.
At this moment, footsteps came from outside the door.
Yin Che immediately tucked his jacket back into the corner.
Jiang Yao opened the door and walked in: "Are you awake? You scared me to death just now, and you don't even know how to hide."
Yin Che got out of bed: "I'm fine, how are you? My brother said you called the police."
"Well, those few have a history of fighting and fighting. They have not changed their minds. This time they will be detained for a while. For the time being, you don't have to worry about them finding fault."
Jiang Yao pulled down the zipper and was about to take off his jacket when he suddenly grinned and held his waist.
"What's wrong?" Yin Che stepped forward and asked.
"I was accidentally attacked by them when I picked you up just now. It hurts a bit."
"I'll show you." Yin Che went to pull his clothes.
Jiang Yao held his hand: "It's okay, it's probably just a little bruise. I'll go to the hospital tomorrow to check it out."
"Okay, I'll go with you."
"No, you stay and ask for leave for me and Lao Wu, and then help me make a lie. I told the guard that these people were thieves who entered the school to steal things, and I happened to catch them. If the guard told Master Zhang, Master Zhang would come. Cha, just say you lost something."
Yin Che was speechless: "You are really skilled at making up reasons."
Jiang Yao smiled: "I have experienced a lot."
The next day, Master Zhang really came to ask about this.
"I heard that your class was a thief? See if you lost anything?"
Zhang Ke flipped through the drawer and raised his hand: "Teacher! I lost my bread!"
Chen Yingying beat him: "You couldn't help eating during your self-study last night, forgot?"
"Oh yes yes yes, that teacher, I didn't lose anything."
Leader Zhang was speechless and looked around at the others in the classroom: "Has anyone else lost something?"
Yin Che raised his hand: "Teacher, I lost a thousand dollars in the table."
"What are you doing with so much money?"
"I want to refill my meal card today."
The classmates and teachers expressed their understanding. As expected of the eldest young master of the Yin family, the meal card is charged from 1,000.
"That's not right... I saw that Brother Che had more than 10,000 in his meal card yesterday, why is he still charging it?" Han Meng muttered, glanced at the empty seat of Jiang Yao, who was said to be going to the hospital, thought for a moment, suddenly had an epiphany, and raised Hand, "Teacher, I also lost money."
"How many?"
"Two hundred." I don't know what happened, so to be on the safe side, I don't dare to say too much.
Zhang Ke turned his head in confusion: "When did you old Han..."
Han Meng gave him a meaningful look.
"..." Zhang Ke then raised his hand, "Teacher, I just found out that the money in my pencil case was also lost."
"How many?"
"Five dollars and five." In order to increase the authenticity, a fraction was added.
Leader Zhang: "What? Also stealing fifty cents? This thief is too shameless."
"That's right, shameless."
"Okay, I see, this money will definitely be recovered for you. Really, what the world, even stealing fifty cents..." Master Zhang scolded and left.
The 1,205 yuan and 50 cents took a long time for Zhao Zhengsheng and others to put them together. When they handed it over to the police, they howled like a pig, and they were heartbroken:
"I really didn't steal money!! It's just a fight! I've been wronged several times!!"
Policeman: "What Lao Tzu Lao Tzu, speaking swear words here, do you want to be detained for a few more days?"
"… "
These Class 1 students didn't know, only that their brother Che suddenly sent five big red envelopes of two hundred in a row in the class group, and each person grabbed dozens of yuan, very happy, comparable to the New Year.
Municipal Hospital.
Hospitals are as busy on weekdays as on weekends, with people coming and going, and the smell of disinfectant fills the air.
Jiang Yao held a bunch of lilies and knocked on the door of a ward.
"Please come in."
He pushed open the door and went in.
The person inside was coughing, but seeing him was too unexpected, and the coughing stopped: "Jiang Yao? Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in class at this time?"
"Hello, President, I have something to come here, and I will come to see you on the way." Jiang Yao put the flowers on the small table beside the hospital bed, "I don't know what to bring. I saw your boyfriend bought lilies last time. There is something to learn.”
Xu Shou smiled: "Thank you, I like it very much. What are you doing here? Is a friend sick?"
"To be honest, it's for Yin Che." Jiang Yao went straight to the point, "Do you understand about his illness?"
"I don't know very well... Although we are a doctor, we have different treatment methods. He goes to face-to-face consultation every time. Only Dr. Feng understands his condition."
Sure enough, the bastards lied to everyone.
"Okay, then I'll go to Dr. Feng, can you tell me where his office is?"
Xu Shou told him the exact location and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with Xiao Che? Did something happen?"
"He's fine, I just want to know more about him, after all, it's his boyfriend." Jiang Yao blinked, "Please don't tell him I've been here, trouble."
Xu Shou patted his chest: "Don't worry, never say anything."
Jiang Yao thanked him and wished him a speedy recovery. Then he went out, walked forward, passed the inpatient department, arrived at the doctor's office area that Xu Shou said, and found the consultation room with the nameplate of Dr. Feng.
The door was not closed, someone was asking for a consultation inside, and there were three or four people queuing outside.
Jiang Yao sat on the empty seat, and when a person entered, he moved forward a position. After a quarter of an hour, it was finally his turn.
"What's the problem?" Dr. Feng buried his head in writing the list of the last patient, and asked as usual.
Jiang Yao closed the door, walked to the desk and sat down: "Hello Dr. Feng, I'm not here to see a doctor, I want to ask you something."
Hearing this, Dr. Feng raised his head and pushed his glasses. The young man in front of him looked handsome, wearing a school uniform, and this school uniform...a little familiar.
"Are you a student in No. 1 Middle School?"
"Well, I'm Yin Che's classmate." Jiang Yao said directly, "It's also his boyfriend. I want to ask you, what is his illness?"
Dr. Feng was stunned for a moment and looked embarrassed: "This... even if you are his object, he is also my patient. I can't reveal the patient's privacy."
"Actually, if you don't say it, I probably understand. He was kidnapped before and suffered some things, so he lost his omega pheromone, right?"
The surprised look on Dr. Feng's face proved that he was right.
Jiang Yao's heart sank quickly.
He was afraid of guessing wrong, and even more afraid of guessing right.
I was not 100% sure before I came, but I speculated this possibility from Yin Ze's description.
After all, based on what he knew about Yin Che, he would never be greatly stimulated to lose pheromones because of things like not eating.
All kinds of strange things about Yin Che, such as being afraid of electricity, such as the wound on his neck, and such as looking like an omega, his skin is whiter than many omegas... If he is an omega, he was stimulated and turned into this picture Looks like it all makes sense.
He didn't dare to think about what happened in the days of being kidnapped.
"I checked it before I came here. It is almost impossible to cure an omega who has lost pheromone the day after tomorrow. If it is not cured, he will not live to be 19 years old... Is it true?"
Dr. Feng was silent for a moment, then sighed, "It's true."
Jiang Yao's eyes darkened, he didn't recover for a long time, and his breath was shaking.
"But if it's true... why aren't his parents nervous at all? Don't they know?"
"Hey, I really don't know. The patient has human rights protection and can choose not to inform the guardian of his condition, so his parents always thought that he could only be an ordinary beta in this life."
Dr. Feng felt that this topic was too heavy, and he was afraid that the young man in front of him would be emotionally broken, so he comforted: "But now there is a cured case, Yin Che is also very cooperative with the treatment, it may not be impossible for a miracle to happen..."
"I also read the report of that case. Is it possible to stimulate the pheromone by reproducing the scene?"
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yao was very calm, except for the bloodshot in his eyes and his slightly hoarse voice, there was no emotional fluctuation.
"Dr. Feng, he has been getting thinner and thinner recently, and he has eaten very little. It seems that since the beginning of treatment... Can you tell me how he treated?"
Doctor Feng was silent.
Everything is clear.
How else to treat, to reproduce the situation, as the name suggests, to experience the torture that has been experienced in the past again.
"Because to be cured, I may suffer, I would rather die."
The bastard didn't want to be cured.
I would rather reject him, I would rather not live, and I don't want to experience it again.
Jiang Yao took a deep breath, his fingernails almost pierced into his flesh, and his voice choked: "Doctor Feng, if he wants to treat him like this, I respect his wishes. But I'm afraid that even if he has endured this, in the end..."
Dr. Feng sighed: "I understand what you mean, and I understand your mood. According to the theory, it is indeed feasible, but there are too few cases for reference, and I am not 100% sure... Moreover, the treatment of this disease requires a physical body. and psychological treatment, although his glands and genital cavity have been restored through surgery, but psychologically…”
"What surgery?" Jiang Yao was stunned, and suddenly felt his scalp numb, "Isn't it caused by the electric shock? Why do the glands and reproductive cavity need surgery?"
"Ah, he didn't tell you?"
"No… "
No, it was said.
"I took a year off from elementary school and had two surgeries on my body."
It was these two places.
The nerves in Jiang Yao's brain began to tremble, grabbing the armrest of the chair, almost breathless.
He thought he knew everything, but it turned out to be just the tip of the iceberg.
The scariest part was even scarier than he had guessed.
"Since he didn't say it, it's inconvenient for me to disclose it." Dr. Feng skipped the question, "In short, to be cured, both mental and physical aspects have to experience the scene reproduction. That cured case was cured like this. The desire to survive coupled with the physical stimulation of dying. But Yoon Che's situation is much more complicated, and recently, by studying his case more deeply, I feel that my psychotherapy direction may be wrong."
Jiang Yao temporarily pulled away from his emotions and asked, "What do you mean?"
Dr. Feng took out a document from the drawer: "I've been treated for more than a month and there is no effect at all. I'm also anxious, so I looked at the results of his psychological examination ten years ago when he just had an accident, and found that... ah, not right. , I can't tell you this. In short, I will adjust the direction and try again later, don't worry."
How could Jiang Yao not be in a hurry: "Doctor Feng, I won't tell others."
"It's really not good. Any external cause may affect the patient's mood. I can't take this risk and tell you. Besides, it won't help you if you know it."
"Is there nothing I can do?"
"You can spend more time with him, try to keep him emotionally stable, and don't let him be stimulated by other things."
"… okay, I get it."
Jiang Yao could only accept his fate, took a pen and paper from the table, wrote down his number, stood up, and bowed respectfully: "Please, Doctor Feng, if you need my help, feel free to ask me. He came to heal for me, I am willing to do anything, please make sure to heal him."
Dr. Feng nodded: "He is also the oldest child I have seen since I was a child. I will try my best. Don't worry."
"Well, then I'll go first, it's wasting your time." Jiang Yao sniffed, said goodbye, and walked to the door.
"Wait." Doctor Feng suddenly stopped him, "What did you just say?"
Jiang Yao turned around: "Is it wasting your time?"
"No, the previous sentence."
"I'm willing to do anything, please cure him?"
"No! One more sentence!"
"He came to heal for me..."
"Yes! That's it!" Dr. Feng was suddenly excited, stood up from behind the desk, and strode towards him, "Really? Is he for you?"
"It should be true, he didn't want to be treated at first, but he was willing to treat after I was with him..."
"That's great!" Dr. Feng said happily, "Young man, forget everything I just said!"
"… what?"
"You can help, you can definitely help. However, you may not be able to stand the process and the result..."
"I can stand it." Jiang Yao did not hesitate, "Tell me, what do you want me to do? It's no problem to go up the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of fire."
"Okay, as long as you have this awareness. You can't say what I'm going to say next."
"Promise not to say, I swear."
Dr. Feng nodded and sat down on his shoulder: "Only you can cure Yin Che's disease..."