After Appearing on a Dating Show with a Top-Star Omega - Chapter 2

“Wh-what?” Yu Qingshi could hardly believe what she had just heard.

“Oh.” Jiang Yuan opened her mouth to explain. Her voice was slow and stiff, word by word, sounding rather like she was reciting from a textbook. “A subcutaneous insulin injection should be given in the abdomen, upper arm, buttocks, or thigh. The abdomen absorbs it the fastest and most steadily, so it’s usually the preferred site for lowering blood sugar.”

“…”

Yu Qingshi choked.

Perhaps she had been angered, because the body she had barely been supporting suddenly went limp, almost collapsing to the ground.

Jiang Yuan hurriedly reached out and caught her in her arms. “Are you okay?”

Jiang Yuan was half a head taller than her. Her figure was slender and tall, and with one movement, she gathered Yu Qingshi into her embrace.

Yu Qingshi gripped Jiang Yuan’s collar. Her fingertips turned pale, nearly crumpling the shirt in her hand.

Her voice almost leaked out from between her teeth. “Listen to me. Inject it. Now.”

The person in her arms breathed hotly, the warmth spraying against Jiang Yuan’s neck and stirring waves of itchiness.

Jiang Yuan did not dare waste any more time. She pressed the woman’s head into her arms, hurriedly brushed aside her black hair, and with her right hand, pierced the syringe into the swollen red area.

The long silver needle sank into flesh. The cool liquid slowly entered, and the magnolia pheromones were soothed along with it, gradually calming down.

The temperature of the gland dropped. The restless heat disappeared, replaced by a spreading chill and a wave-like tingling numbness.

Yu Qingshi frowned and endured it. Her teeth unconsciously bit down on her lip, turning the soft pink flesh pale. Her eyes were hazy, and the mist in them finally condensed into droplets that slid from the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Yuan stared nervously, afraid something might go wrong. She did not notice at all that her gaze was far too burning for an Omega in this state.

There was no desire mixed into her eyes. Her black pupils were filled only with seriousness and worry, so sincere that it made one feel shy.

Yu Qingshi buried herself in Jiang Yuan’s arms, hiding her face completely.

Jiang Yuan only thought the other person was cold, so she tightened her warm arms around her.

Feeling the person in her arms trembling slightly, Jiang Yuan gently patted her back, again and again, soothing her.

The alley was quiet. Leaves rustled softly. Beside their ears, only the sound of each other’s breathing remained, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow.

The two of them embraced like that for a while.

After some time, Yu Qingshi reached out and poked Jiang Yuan’s neck.

The touch against her neck was cool and itchy. Jiang Yuan understood and let go.

Yu Qingshi smoothly withdrew from her arms. She skillfully put on her sunglasses and mask. “Thank you. What’s your name?”

“Jiang Yuan.”

Yu Qingshi’s gaze fell on the shirt she had wrinkled.

The once neatly ironed shirt was crumpled around the collar, with small damp spots dotting it, stained by the tears from the corners of her eyes.

“Sorry.” She reached out and smoothed the area inch by inch.

Jiang Yuan lowered her head and watched, her cheeks heating up. “It’s okay. As long as you’re fine.”

As Yu Qingshi’s condition recovered, Jiang Yuan also realized that the syringe in her hand might not have been the insulin she had imagined.

Something stirred in Yu Qingshi’s heart.

One of them patiently tidied the shirt, while the other stared blankly, not daring to move even slightly. For a moment, neither of them spoke.

Afterward, Yu Qingshi took a portable blocking spray out of her bag and sprayed it over both of them.

The colorless droplets drifted lightly onto their bodies, carrying a faint damp coolness. They dutifully drove away the lingering scents, as if cutting off the connection between the two of them.

Yu Qingshi put the spray back into her bag and looked up. “I still have something to do, so I’ll go first. Thank you… Jiang Yuan.”

The two words, Jiang Yuan, rolled over the tip of her tongue before finally being spoken. Her voice was very soft, as if it scattered into the air.

Jiang Yuan had heard all kinds of people call her name before, with different voices and different emotions.

But this cool, clear voice carried warmth within it, like the first melting snow on pine branches. Hearing it made Jiang Yuan’s heart go numb.

After saying that, Yu Qingshi turned and left, leaving only a slender, graceful silhouette behind.

Jiang Yuan stood where she was. The light was dim, stretching her shadow long across the ground. For a long time, she could not come back to herself.

Those amber eyes had been dazzling, like a shooting star flashing past, lightly streaking across her heart without leaving the slightest trace.

She seemed… not to have told her her name.

Jiang Yuan thought seriously and stiffly.

Since no scent lingered on her body, Jiang Yuan returned smoothly. The waiter had already brought most of the dishes to the table.

Qi Meng’an was putting slices of meat into the pot. She pointed at the little pile of meat on Jiang Yuan’s plate. “Youzi went out to look for you earlier but couldn’t find you. Xiao Yuan, that’s what we saved for you.”

“Thank you.” Jiang Yuan smiled lightly.

Liang You asked, “Xiao Yuan, where did you go just now? I went all the way to the alley entrance and didn’t see you.”

Jiang Yuan fell silent.

That alley led in all directions, its structure complicated and winding. Every few steps, it forked toward other places. Jiang Yuan had only turned elsewhere after hearing the commotion.

Her eyes curved slightly. “I walked around and wandered into some other alleys.”

“So that’s why. No wonder I didn’t see you.” Liang You nodded casually and handed over a drink. “Here, yours.”

Qi Meng’an had sharp eyes. At a glance, she spotted the red stain on Jiang Yuan’s shirt. Her eyes widened, and she pointed at it. “Xiao Yuan, what’s that on your shoulder?”

“Ah?” Jiang Yuan responded sluggishly and looked down. The wrinkled shirt had already been smoothed out, though faint creases still remained.

A red mark had spread there. Earlier, the streetlamp’s orange-yellow light had been too dim, so neither of them had noticed it.

It was a lipstick mark.

Qi Meng’an raised her brows, her face full of suggestiveness. “Don’t tell me that’s a lipstick mark?”

Liang You covered her face. “Oh my god! Really?!”

“N-no.” Jiang Yuan shook her head, but her denial sounded pale and powerless.

Qi Meng’an could not hold back her smile. “Did you go out for a secret date?”

“N-no, it should be wall dust that rubbed onto me.” Jiang Yuan grew anxious. From her neck to the tips of her ears, she turned red, looking exactly like a steamed shrimp.

Qi Meng’an laughed, but stopped there and did not continue teasing. “So it was wall dust.”

She raised her head and exchanged a glance with Liang You. Both of them saw a bit of teasing in each other’s eyes.

They had never expected the first person in their dormitory to get into a relationship would be Jiang Yuan, who had always been quiet and taciturn.

“Mm-hm.” Jiang Yuan responded randomly and took a sip of the cold drink to cool down.

A chill spread between her teeth. The fragrance of green grape was rich and mellow, mixed with the bitterness of tea. It was fruit tea.

When the aftertaste climbed onto the tip of her tongue, the fresh scent of magnolia silently bloomed between her lips and teeth, leaving her mouth fragrant.

Jiang Yuan’s face turned even redder. Her voice stumbled. “This… what is this?”

Liang You glanced at it. “Oh, it’s a delivery I ordered. Their new product. What was it called again? Magnolia Green Grape Dew? Why? Is it not to your taste?”

“No.” Jiang Yuan exhaled softly. In a daze, she felt as if she were once again surrounded by magnolias.

“I quite like it.”

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On the other side.

Yu Qingshi walked to the alley entrance. Sure enough, the nanny van had already found its way over by following her location.

Her manager hurriedly got out of the car and happened to meet Yu Qingshi head-on.

She ran forward and grabbed Yu Qingshi’s arm, looking her over from left to right. “My dear ancestor, are you okay? I finally found you. If something happened to you, how would I explain it to the Yu family?”

“I’m fine. I ran into a few stalker fans.” Yu Qingshi pulled her manager into the car.

She was attending the school anniversary tomorrow, so the school had arranged a dinner tonight. She had not expected people to block the main entrance. They had originally planned for her manager to leave through the front door to draw some people away, but unexpectedly, people were also specifically blocking the side entrance.

Fortunately, Yu Qingshi had brought her assistant along this time. Otherwise, she would not have been able to escape.

Yu Qingshi turned her head and asked, “Where are Xiao Li and the others? They weren’t hurt, were they?”

The manager replied, “No. It’s already late tonight, so I had them take a car back to the hotel first.”

“As long as they’re fine,” Yu Qingshi instructed. “Give them a bonus at the end of this month.”

“Don’t worry, I know.”

The manager stared at Yu Qingshi. The person before her had taken off her disguise. Her black hair fell naturally, slipping quietly from her back to her collarbone. Her side profile was cold and bright like the moon, but there was a deep tooth mark on her lips.

The manager sensed something was wrong. She was an Omega herself, so naturally, she could smell pheromones too. When they had just separated earlier, Yu Qingshi’s pheromones had still been somewhat chaotic. Now, however, they were perfectly calm.

“Qingshi, what happened to your pheromones?”

Yu Qingshi paused, then obediently answered, “I injected a suppressant.”

“A suppressant?!” The manager’s voice almost cracked. “You used it again? This is already the third one this month.”

“It was an emergency,” Yu Qingshi said concisely.

The manager thought for a moment, but she still could not feel at ease. She knocked on the partition in front and instructed the driver, “Xiao Chen, change directions. Let’s go to the hospital first.”

When Yu Qingshi heard that, her fingertips paused slightly.

Those sincere, burning black eyes flashed through her mind.

Yu Qingshi did not stop her. There was also something she was curious about and wanted to ask.

The black car drove smoothly and quickly. Before long, they arrived at a private hospital.

This hospital was invested in by the Yu family, and it did an especially good job keeping Yu Qingshi’s matters confidential.

Yu Qingshi was familiar with the process and cooperated with the doctor through various gland examinations.

The precise, cold instrument pierced into her gland, drawing blood and pheromones step by step.

She lay on her side beside the extractor. The hospital bed was hard and cold. Bone-deep pain spread from her fragile gland, stimulating every nerve.

Yu Qingshi’s lashes trembled slightly. Her body curled up a little, as if wanting to wrap herself up. Yet she still somehow had the energy to let her thoughts wander.

She suddenly thought of the warm embrace from not long ago, and the soothing pats that had come again and again.

Yu Qingshi felt that she was being inexplicable, and turned her head, forcefully cutting off all those thoughts.

For a super VIP client like her, the diagnosis results came out extremely quickly. Before long, they arrived in the hands of her attending physician.

Lü Zeqing flipped through several test reports and, rarely, sighed with emotion. “Stable. Very stable.”

“After this injection, your data is more stable than before. Was anything different this time?”

Yu Qingshi: “…Nothing was different.”

Lü Zeqing nodded, taking it only as a difference in the drug’s effect.

“But you can’t use it again this month. It’s already been three times.”

This special-effect drug had been developed specifically for Yu Qingshi’s pheromone disorder. It worked well and took effect quickly, but it had not undergone large-scale clinical trial screening. Its side effects were unknown, and it might even cause dependency. It was very dangerous.

Yu Qingshi said, “Okay.”

It was already near the end of the month. As long as she paid more attention to the pheromones around her, she could prevent the illness from flaring up.

Lü Zeqing wrote and drew on the form, then asked according to routine, “Have you met an Alpha you like recently?”

The tip of her pen instinctively wrote the word “none” in the box, but the familiar answer she was used to hearing did not come.

Lü Zeqing’s pen suddenly paused. A heavy dot of ink spread across the paper. She raised her eyes and looked over.

The person before her had her head lowered. A shawl wrapped around her slender body, and her neck was exposed, glowing with a soft white luster under the light.

Her black lashes hung down, and on her fair little face, there was actually a trace of distraction.

Lü Zeqing found it unbelievable. She had taken on this patient three years ago. The other party came from a prominent family and was at the height of her career, a wildly popular big star.

She was young, but she had a glandular illness. If not treated properly, she might not even live past thirty.

Both of them knew very well that finding an Alpha, even one only at B-rank, would be helpful to Yu Qingshi’s condition.

But Yu Qingshi had never made any move. She had simply endured it for three years.

Thinking of this, Lü Zeqing asked gently, “Do you have an Alpha you like?”

Yu Qingshi came back to herself and shook her head. “No. I don’t.”

Before Lü Zeqing could ask further, Yu Qingshi spoke first. “Does it have to be an Alpha?”

Lü Zeqing fell silent.

Pheromone disorder generally meant one could not properly regulate one’s own pheromones and was also extremely susceptible to the influence of the chaotic pheromones around them.

There were very few clinical cases, but so far, the successful cases had all involved Alpha-Omega pairings, helping each other stabilize their pheromones.

Betas could not even smell pheromones.

Yu Qingshi had never asked a question like this before. It was as if both of them had taken it for granted that only an Alpha could solve this illness.

Lü Zeqing had a guess in her heart. She continued writing the word “none” on the form and answered, “Betas cannot smell pheromones.”

Although it was cruel, she could not give her patient baseless fantasies.

Some thoughts were better made to disappear as early as possible.

After the form was filled out, Yu Qingshi got up and left as usual.

“Miss Yu, do you have a Beta you like?”

Lü Zeqing’s question suddenly came from behind her. This had clearly already gone beyond the doctor-patient relationship within the scope of the form.

Yu Qingshi’s hand paused on the door.

“No.”

She turned and disappeared through the doorway.

“I just met a Beta.”

A few lingering traces of magnolia fragrance still remained in the air.

Lightly, softly, a few words fell.

“She smelled quite nice.”

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