Though Jiang Nan was dazed with fever, he was still fairly lucid.
His eyes widened a little, and he couldn't understand why he had kissed him outright.
But when their lips met, it felt as though he had tasted snow in the dead of winter, cool and wonderfully soothing.
It was an indescribable feeling. He seemed to be standing in a world of ice and snow, where the sky and distant mountains were made of exceptionally pure ice, and every breath of oxygen entering his lungs carried the freshness of snow.
Between heaven and earth, he could sense the shape and thickness of every fresh snowflake.
So Jiang Nan couldn't help pushing his luck. Just as he was about to slip his tongue inside, he was pushed down onto the bed.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
Fu Jingzhou's breathing was a little unsteady. He reached up and gently wiped his lower lip with his index finger, glanced at Jiang Nan, then picked up his phone and called Shangguan Feng.
Late at night.
The pheromone consultation room of a well-known private hospital in the imperial capital.
Shangguan Feng was the hospital's director. Its fees were steep, and all its patients were rich. The wealthy cursed Shangguan Feng for being heartless, yet whenever they fell ill, they eagerly came running here first.
The hospital was highly profitable and had excellent facilities, with gleaming tiles in the corridors and bright incandescent lights.
Dressed in a white coat, Shangguan Feng returned to his office from the corridor, holding a diagnostic report.
The office's air conditioning was set to twenty degrees. A lucky cat sat on the desk, its raised paw waving back and forth.
Fu Jingzhou sat on the sofa. He had come in a hurry, and the top two buttons of his black shirt were undone, revealing his finely defined collarbones. His Adam's apple was sexy, his figure tall and straight.
His chief assistant, Lin Shen, stood to one side. He had been working overtime at the company when Fu Jingzhou called, so he was still dressed in a suit and leather shoes, looking composed and capable.
"How is he?" Fu Jingzhou asked.
Shangguan Feng clicked his tongue. "Nothing serious."
His gaze flickered almost imperceptibly toward Lin Shen.
Fu Jingzhou understood and asked Lin Shen to step outside.
Once the office door closed again, Shangguan Feng tossed the diagnostic report into Fu Jingzhou's hands and plopped onto the sofa, instantly losing all semblance of a refined, gentle doctor.
The diagnostic report was entirely in English, which posed no difficulty for Fu Jingzhou.
He skimmed past a mass of medical terminology before his gaze settled on the conclusion and wavered.
-The patient showed a tendency toward Omega differentiation.
Fu Jingzhou's eyelashes fluttered again. He would not let this person become an Omega.
Shangguan Feng had performed two exceptionally long surgeries back-to-back that day, and fatigue showed on his face. "Your pheromones have too much of an effect on his glands."
Fu Jingzhou tightened his grip on the report. "They don't affect anyone else. Why do they affect him?"
Shangguan Feng nestled into the soft sofa, stretching out his body. "Take a guess," he said casually.
Fu Jingzhou fell silent.
His lips were pressed tightly together, but they were redder than usual. At a glance, he looked as though someone had kissed him.
Shangguan Feng couldn't resist prying. "Your wife went into heat. Did you two..."
Fu Jingzhou gave him an indifferent glance.
Shangguan Feng immediately shut up.
He straightened and adjusted his coat, his expression turning professional in an instant. "The pheromone compatibility between you two is too high. Even with your pheromones masked by medication, they're still gradually changing his glands."
Fu Jingzhou took a deep breath.
He lowered his eyes and stared at the report in his hands, his long lashes concealing the faint light in his eyes.
"A tendency toward Omega differentiation? Does that mean he's still an Alpha right now?" Fu Jingzhou asked evenly.
Shangguan Feng nodded. "Yes."
"Is there any way to resolve it?" Fu Jingzhou considered his wording before saying, "To let him remain an Alpha, that is."
People said no sex was stronger or weaker than another, but the general public believed that having an Alpha child was far better than having an Omega.
Shangguan Feng paused. "Yes. Keep your distance."
Fu Jingzhou pressed his lips together. His profile fell into shadow, leaving only a faint outline.
"Understood."
His voice was low.
He would not let Jiang Nan become an Omega.
Jiang Nan's pheromones were overly active. After an injection, he lost consciousness.
He lay in a luxurious private VIP room, receiving an IV.
There was a large pane of clear glass in the room's wall. Fu Jingzhou sat in his wheelchair on the other side of it, quietly watching him for a long time.
Lin Shen stood a short distance away, maintaining a serious, professional expression, though inwardly he was bursting with curiosity.
He had been at Fu Jingzhou's side for nearly two years, slowly working his way up from a junior assistant until he firmly held the position of chief assistant.
Though Fu Jingzhou was disabled, the Omegas who wanted to climb into his bed were as numerous as fish crossing a river. Some were breathtaking beauties, while others were sweet and demure.
He hadn't shown a shred of pity, ordering Lin Shen to deal with them without any change in expression.
Lin Shen had always thought President Fu had room in his heart only for his career, not love.
Only today had he finally glimpsed some of the tenderness within this man.
Except the other person was actually an Alpha.
That was something he had never expected.
When Jiang Nan woke, an unfamiliar ceiling greeted his eyes.
He froze for a moment and looked around. He was actually in an unfamiliar hospital room.
He paused, thinking he had transmigrated back, and hurried to sit up. His movements were too abrupt, and his head instantly spun.
"771? 771?"
771 dug at his ear. [Trying to summon my soul?]
Jiang Nan instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
Only when he lay down did he realize his back was drenched in sweat.
771 asked, [What are you panicking about?]
Jiang Nan's sluggish mind turned it over, and he actually managed to scrape together a reason.
Or perhaps, subconsciously, he didn't dare admit it.
[I don't know,] Jiang Nan said aggressively. [Besides, I was just calling you. Why are you being so rude?]
771: [...]
After 771 muted himself, Jiang Nan settled back onto his pillow and carefully recalled what had happened yesterday.
He had gone back to the Jiang Family's home for a meal and had a childish argument with Jiang Qingye. After coming home... he seemed to have felt dizzy, and then Fu Jingzhou had come...
Jiang Nan abruptly stopped.
He unconsciously pressed his lips together. They still seemed to hold that slightly cool sensation.
Aaaaaaah!
He and Fu Jingzhou had kissed!!!!!!
Help!!!!!!!
Aaaaaaaaaah!!!!!
"Fuck!!!! This is so awkward!!!!"
The words burst straight out of his mouth, and Jiang Nan clutched his head with an anguished cry.
771 couldn't help asking again, [What's so awkward about it?]
Jiang Nan said, [I kissed my own bro on the lips. How could it not be awkward?]
771 scratched his head and asked in bewilderment, [Fine, it's awkward, but why is your face so red? It's like a monkey's butt.]
Jiang Nan rubbed his face. [I'm embarrassed, I'm embarrassed!!!! Do you understand??? People blush when they're embarrassed.]
771 narrowed his eyes, clearly unconvinced.
Jiang Nan exhaled. [I'm not talking to a nonhuman like you.]
771 was so annoyed he laughed. [Why are you putting me down now?!]
Jiang Nan took a while to recover before picking up the phone on his bedside table.
After a night's sleep, his WeChat was practically overflowing with messages.
Zhu Xia topped the list with twenty-three messages.
Fu Jingzhou had sent only one.
At the sight of that familiar blank profile picture, Jiang Nan stiffened for a moment. He bit the nail of his index finger and spent a long time mentally preparing himself before opening his chat with F.