The medicine he had just swallowed nearly rose back into his throat.
Shen Yi froze and looked at the pharmacist.
The pharmacist was an Omega too. Whether from a pharmacist's perspective or that of a fellow Omega, it was a perfectly reasonable question.
"Your current symptoms resemble those of early-stage mental imprint fusion, so it would be best to buy a test kit and make sure."
Shen Yi only smiled faintly. After all, he had been assessed as almost incapable of fusion. Even the possibility was vanishingly small-in practical terms, it was nearly impossible.
"I don't think that applies to me."
He picked up the bag of medicine, nodded in thanks, and turned to leave.
But he stopped at the pharmacy entrance. Since he was already here... just in case.
Shen Yi took a deep breath and calmly turned back.
"Um... I'll take two..."
As soon as he got home, he flopped straight onto the bed.
He had done nothing particularly tiring that day, yet an overwhelming exhaustion swept over him. He fell into a deep sleep, and by the time he woke, it was dark outside.
Shen Yi rubbed his puffy eyes and reached for his phone first. It was eight in the evening. He had slept for a full five hours.
The grogginess of his nap lingered. His body and head felt heavy, his mind foggy, and he could not fully wake up.
He stayed in bed for a long time, lying there listlessly.
Several unread messages had arrived while he slept. After finally clearing the fog from his head, Shen Yi called Yuan Chen.
"How are you feeling?"
The moment the call connected, Yuan Chen asked about his condition. That cool concern was so very "Yuan Chen" that Shen Yi could not help smiling.
"I'm fine now.