The air conditioner blew low, and the room was suddenly so quiet that a needle could be heard. The two of them breathed slowly, and the residual oppressive pheromones filled the room, making the people in it feel more stressed.
Bai Chunian simply sat on the carpet, stared at the pearl in his hand in the dim light and remained silent.
Recalling the first day he met Rimbaud because they were lying on two adjacent operating beds, Bai Chunian still remembered that this guy was very weak, his body was tense, and his fingers were tightly gripping the operating bed.
His nails can stretch out claws like a cat, digging holes for the medical pad under his body and the operating table itself.
The nurse selected the tools to be used not far away, and the scalpel was put into the tray, making a bone-chilling soft sound, while the doctors and anesthesiologists were discussing something at the side.
Bai Chu's age has nothing to do with him. Lying on the operating bed, staring at the lamp in a daze, he raised his hand boredly, using his palm to block the glare of the light.
The mermaid omega lying next to him moved, and Bai Chunian looked at him sideways, just meeting those deep and cold sapphire eyes.
It is rare for an omega to have such a strong and wild look. Hearing from the scientific researcher that this is the latest devil murloc caught in the Caribbean Sea, the scientific research team immediately brought him back from Honduras.
The gland capacity of omega is smaller than that of alpha, so when its own energy is excess, the excess gland energy will overflow, causing the gland cells to evolve mimicry. Some excellent omega can undergo one-eighth mimic evolution, that is, appear on the body Biological characteristics are mostly reflected in ears, tails, claw pads, etc. In theory, the higher the degree of mimicry evolution, the stronger the glands.
And lying next to Bai Chunian is a devil fish omega that has undergone half-mimetic evolution.
The doctors finished their brief discussion, and the anesthetist came over to chat with Bai Chunian: "A beautiful omega, right?"
"en." Bai Chunian agreed with him.
"He's very nervous." The anesthetist said, "You know that it doesn't hurt after anesthesia, so you coax him."
Bai Chunian thought for a while, turned over and lay on his side, and lightly touched the mermaid's fin.
Omega twisted her body away from him, the fin touched by Bai Chunian was slightly congested and turned red, and soon returned to its original color.
Many creatures in nature change their body color due to emotional changes, and this fish looks a little angry.
Bai Chunian released a soothing pheromone, the faint smell of brandy hugged the mermaid, and then stretched out a hand to stop in front of him.
The mermaid was effectively soothed, her instinctive fear eased a bit, and she touched Bai Chunian's fingers dully.
A layer of translucent webs grew between his fingers. Bai Chunian thought it was fun, so he flicked his webs lightly, and then showed the mermaid the ten fingers of his left and right hands, happily showing off that he could do this action.
The mermaid looked at him in bewilderment, was stunned for a moment, then suddenly tore off the web between her fingers with her fangs, and clasped them together with the ten fingers of Bai Chunian's left hand.
The temperature of his hands is very low, but it is not cold. Instead, it has the coolness of the cold wind at six or seven o'clock in the morning.
Bai Chunian didn't see the outside world very often. He remembered the time when he followed the old researcher surnamed Bai out of the laboratory. The cool breeze blew on him, and the old man told him that it was early summer.
His old researcher is a fat old man in his sixties. He wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses in the breast pocket of his white coat and carries a miniature version of Rimbaud's Poems in his pocket.
Sometimes the experiment ended early, and the old man took out the little book to read. When he was reading, Bai Chunian sat in the isolation box and leaned on the glass to look at him, listening to the old man read in a voice as old as a short-circuited hair dryer:
"I embraced the summer dawn."
At that time, Bai Chunian thought that the poet the old man liked to read was the ultimate romance in the world, and in the few free times he had, he represented the sum of all the beautiful things outside Bai Chunian's imagination.
Bai Chunian carefully hugged the mermaid in his arms, the mermaid's cold body pressed against his chest.
"Rimbaud."
This is his name for the mermaid.
Bai Chunian took out the small paper bag with fish scales from the pocket of his team uniform, put the pearls and a few blue scales together, folded them up and put them back in his pocket, got up and sat by Rimbaud's bed, and lifted a corner of the quilt.
As expected, Rimbaud rolled into a ball again and stopped moving. What was different from before was that the blue fish tail and fins were congested and turned bright red.
"Your fault, why are you so angry?" Bai Chunian lay down beside him, using pheromone to comfort him.
Bai Chunian didn't want to think about the wound he saw just now, but the hideous appearance of the wound came to his eyes involuntarily. There were more than one row of needle holes in the stitches. It seemed that they were stitched more than once. There were several whitish spots inside the red and swollen holes. Ulcer spots, it seems that his alpha is a reckless man, he can only run amok, and he doesn't understand pity and pity at all.
He regretted bringing Rimbaud here. He should have listened to the president and handed Rimbaud to the Omega Alliance expert team, who would give him a comprehensive examination and diagnosis.
Under the comfort of the pheromone, Rimbaud unconsciously opened his body, and the tail of the fish returned to a peaceful blue color. When he fell asleep, his body was very soft and he could manipulate it at will.
The cooling temperature of the air conditioner on the second floor was a bit low for Bai Chunian. Tiny goosebumps developed on his arms and neck, but he still hugged the softly sleeping fish in his arms, continuously releasing soothing pheromones, helping Rimbaud repairs the fin that he accidentally broke off.
Lan Bo half-curled his body, his forehead rested lightly on Bai Chunian's chest, his light-colored eyebrows were knit together, his eyelashes trembled from time to time, he was pitiful but he didn't know it.
You can't blame him entirely. Every time he looked at Rimbaud, those sea-blue pupils would emit an invisible electric current that made his heart tremble. Could there be an alpha that would not fall into Rimbaud's breeding box? Can't help but want to touch him.
"After you get out, do you still run away?" Bai Chunian lowered his head and kissed between Rimbaud's fluffy golden hair, "I kept you in the basement of my house, and I came to accompany you every day and feed you, In this way, no one will know about you and will not take you away, okay?"