End (First Update)

In the dark room, the water filling the pool steamed, mist curling around Chi Li and Si Jinyan.

Every tiny droplet in the mist was saturated with Si Jinyan's pheromone scent, settling on Chi Li's hair, eyelashes, and skin.

When the cool scales touched his skin, an icy shiver spread outward from that spot.

Chi Li grabbed the troublesome tip of the fish tail.

"How are you going to help me?" Under the influence of Si Jinyan's pheromones, Chi Li's breathing had lost some of its steadiness, and even his gaze at Si Jinyan seemed clouded with mist.

In the operating room, they had only just begun when Si Jinyan interrupted them. If they wanted to continue afterward, things certainly would not go as smoothly as they hoped.

They needed to arrange another time with Lu Jiu, but that was secondary. What mattered was the person before him—Si Jinyan's condition was extremely unstable.

Si Jinyan said nothing, seeming to intend to show Chi Li through his actions what he planned to do.

The only thing he wore, a surgical robe, was pried open by the fish tail. Chi Li did not stop him. His gaze swept over Si Jinyan's arm and cheek, where newly grown scales gleamed on patches of skin.

Because of his earlier loss of control, dark patterns, like flowing blood that had yet to cool, moved beneath the skin wherever Si Jinyan had not grown scales. They were the patterns of scales.

He looked again at Si Jinyan's eyes so close before him, those golden irises that were almost frightening when seen suddenly.

Everything happening now seemed to be pushing him forward along a path he could not escape.

Chi Li instinctively felt that he had overlooked something. Puzzled, he slowly murmured, "Si Jinyan, what exactly is