The Alluring Boss O's Slacker A (Transmigration GL) - Chapter 10

Wen Jin was half-reclining on the hospital bed. There was no needle in the back of her hand, and she was not wearing a loose blue-and-white striped hospital gown.

But this was undoubtedly a hospital.

The doctor before her had a work ID hanging on his chest: Ji Jun, Chief of Neurosurgery, gender: Alpha, twenty years of medical practice.

He held a white lab report in his hand and had already been staring at the data on it for a full three minutes.

When Wen Jin woke up, the assistant beside the chief was using a small medical hammer to tap her knee, muttering that her patellar reflex was normal.

Wen Jin had been a doctor before. Of course, she understood what that meant. The knee-jerk reaction could test a patient’s conditioned reflexes and whether the nervous system was functioning normally.

It was mostly used on patients who had been unconscious for a long time or had lost mobility.

Wen Jin lifted her eyelids, her expression still fairly calm. “Do I have a terminal illness?”

Only then did the doctor finally stop studying the lab report and turn toward Wen Jin. His expression looked extremely complicated.

“You’re fine,” the doctor said. “Your routine blood test, serum values, and muscle reflexes all show normal results. Your pheromone index is zero. As a Beta, you’re within the normal threshold.”

Wen Jin gave an “oh.” “Anything else?”

The doctor said, “Nothing else.”

“But your expression doesn’t look like nothing is wrong.” Wen Jin raised the corner of her eye suspiciously. “Was it my classmate who sent me to the hospital? Didn’t she tell you I fainted for no reason?”

The doctor’s expression turned subtle. “Your classmate’s condition is more serious than yours. As for your situation, it isn’t called fainting.”

Wen Jin raised a brow. “Then what is it called?”

“Normal sleep.” Chief Ji’s face did not show much expression, but the assistant behind him could not help covering their mouth and laughing.

Wen Jin: “…”

“Daytime sleepiness is mostly caused by an unstable routine, reversed day and night, and insufficient sleep. In severe cases, it can lead to cerebral ischemia and myocardial infarction.”

Wen Jin watched as the doctor took a fountain pen from his chest pocket and signed his name across her lab report with bold, sweeping strokes.

“In the future, try not to stay up late surfing the internet. Your drowsiness symptoms will lessen.”

If sleeping twelve hours at night counted as staying up late, then perhaps interstellar humans did not have very healthy sleep habits.

Wen Jin suspected the doctor was brushing her off.

Her peach-blossom eyes opened slightly, her gaze falling on him without missing the slightest change in his expression.

In the end, the conclusion she reached was that she was not ill. If she had any illness, it was laziness.

Only Wen Jin knew this diagnosis was absolutely unreliable.

Retiring and living out her old age was one thing. As a former backbone of the Quick Transmigration Bureau with the best professional ability, she merely did not want to use her brain, but that did not mean she had lost it.

Falling asleep for no reason and placing herself in an unsafe state was something that should never have happened.

Wen Jin did not even move her eyelids. She began recalling her physical condition from the moment she transmigrated until now.

Very quickly, from her vast, complicated memories, she sorted out several abnormal symptoms.

For example, in the café, when various pheromone scents filled her nose, she had felt irritated. When Luo Xi’s group of three spoke loudly in the dormitory, she found them very annoying.

Or when Alphas and Omegas with high mental strength approached, she instinctively felt repelled.

However, in the original owner’s past memories, the feeling of being noisy and irritated by crowds had never happened even once.

There was also one final point. Since transmigrating, among all the people Wen Jin had met, Betas had no scent. But whenever Alphas and Omegas came close, only Ruan Tingzhi’s diffused, extremely pure lavender-and-iced-tequila pheromones remained within Wen Jin’s tolerable normal range. She even found them pleasant.

Wen Jin suddenly lifted her head. “You said just now that my classmate is sick? Which classmate?”

“Ruan Tingzhi.” Ji Jun’s tone was complicated, but he steadied it and said, “There are some problems with her pheromones.”

Of course there were problems with Ruan Tingzhi’s pheromones. But this was a hospital.

Wen Jin’s intuition told her something was wrong.

She probed, “Is it serious?”

Chief Ji’s answer was equivalent to saying nothing. “Hard to say.”

There was more to it.

Chief Ji seemed to be waiting for Wen Jin to take the initiative and ask a couple more questions, but Wen Jin was very good at restraining her curiosity. She unhurriedly brought the topic back to herself. “Please prescribe me a few packs of tablets that can let a Beta block out Alpha and Omega scents.”

Chief Ji asked back, “Hm? What medicine?”

Wen Jin lifted her eyes and met the doctor’s absurd gaze. She suddenly realized something was wrong.

She looked straight at him. “Can normal Betas smell Alpha and Omega pheromones?”

Chief Ji: “…”

Earlier, he had received the family head’s strict order to carry out a comprehensive examination on this special patient before him.

In the end, all of the other party’s indicators were normal. Her vital signs, routine blood test, and pheromones did not have any special values worthy of further research, let alone for treating the family head’s illness.

When he got the lab report, Chief Ji had stood there feeling a little broken. Because when the family head sent Wen Jin over yesterday, her pheromones had leaked, causing a minor incident. Fortunately, this was the Ruan family’s own hospital, so they were able to suppress the emergency. But if she had been outside… the consequences would have been unimaginable.

At the same time, this incident sounded the alarm for everyone in the Ruan family. The problem of the family head’s pheromone contamination had to be resolved as soon as possible.

Ji Jun’s mood was complicated. Then he saw the young person before him looking even more broken than he was, firmly convinced that she was ill and starting to speak without thinking, asking a question even children knew the answer to.

Their eyes met. The ward was deathly silent.

Chief Ji’s professional ethics were extremely strong. Suppressing the absurd feeling of being messed with, he patiently explained to the patient.

“Under normal circumstances, unless an Alpha or Omega’s pheromones mutate and the concentration value reaches above five hundred percent, Betas cannot smell the scent of diffused pheromones. That’s why they’re not affected by pheromones. Don’t worry. Your serum test shows that you are a healthy Beta. Unless you encounter an Alpha or Omega in a special situation, you won’t be affected by pheromones. You’re not ill.”

Wen Jin pressed down the corners of her lips and gave an “oh.”

She was ill.

Wen Jin asked, “Are there exceptions?”

Chief Ji fell silent and looked at Wen Jin.

Wen Jin also fell silent. Then she gave Chief Ji a weary yawn.

Three minutes later, Chief Ji helplessly issued Wen Jin a new lab test order.

Wen Chang Rong went to the school and learned Wen Jin’s whereabouts from the teachers.

When he found the hospital room, Wen Jin was lying in the VIP ward, comfortably resting with her eyes closed.

“I’ve been looking for you outside for half the day, and you’re here enjoying yourself.” Wen Chang Rong’s stubble had not been cleaned up. He burped alcohol and glared fiercely at Wen Jin. “I heard you’ve got quite a bit of money on hand lately. Hand it over.”

Wen Chang Rong was not tall, around one meter sixty-five. He had probably just returned from gambling outside again.

His hair was not exactly messy, but the bags under his eyes drooped heavily like sandbags.

Wen Jin did not know how he had found his way here, but Wen Chang Rong was absolutely a bomb in the original owner’s memories, one that could explode anytime, anywhere.

Wen Chang Rong loved gambling. He had spent years mixing in gambling dens and carried a strong streetwise air. He knew many rich madams and helped them joke around and do filthy things. After doing too many bullying acts while relying on others’ power, he himself had become power-worshipping as well.

But that was not Wen Chang Rong’s strong point, because whenever he suffered anger from nobles or lost money playing cards, he would come back and beat the original owner.

His opening line was always: “Give Dad some money to spend?”

Where would the original owner get money from?

“If you don’t have money, how dare you provoke the Luo family? You don’t do proper business all day. I told you to please Luo Xi, but you cut ties with her instead. I worked so hard to raise you, and now that your wings have grown hard, you dare go against me. Fine, fine, fine.”

Wen Chang Rong strode in, rolled up his sleeves, and reached for Wen Jin’s hair as usual, planning to drag her to the ground and teach her a proper lesson.

However, a hand suddenly appeared around his wrist. Pale, clean, with distinct knuckles. The person came from behind and to the side, intercepting Wen Chang Rong’s hand before he could hit anyone. She turned her wrist very lightly, seemingly without using much strength.

With a crack, Wen Chang Rong’s left hand was dislocated.

Ruan Tingzhi released Wen Chang Rong’s limp wrist. A pair of thin, gold-rimmed round glasses sat on her delicate nose bridge, and the glasses chain lengthened the lines of her face. She did not look as if she were in heat.

Her doe eyes looked over innocently, and she seemed a little shy. “Sorry, Uncle. I’m very strong.”

Wen Chang Rong was so angry he could not speak, but seeing that Ruan Tingzhi was dressed in famous brands from head to toe, he forcibly endured it. He had a decent eye for judging people, and in front of the rich, he knew when to bend and stretch. But later, he could find another excuse to vent this anger on Wen Jin.

Wen Chang Rong looked at Wen Jin with murky eyes. As a petty street thug, he had a hundred ways to make trouble.

Wen Jin glanced at him lazily. “How much do you want?”

Ruan Tingzhi lowered her eyes and said in disapproval, “If you give him money today, tomorrow he’ll want even more…”

“Do you not understand that human greed is never satisfied?”

Wen Jin nodded in agreement, yet insisted on transferring the money.

The smile at the corners of Ruan Tingzhi’s lips faded. She was somewhat disappointed.

At this point, she suddenly realized that she might have invested too much useless emotion into Wen Jin.

Although she knew Wen Jin had some talent in botany and pharmacy, Ruan Tingzhi was surrounded entirely by talented people.

The reason she could patiently spend time on Wen Jin had been very clear. First, she wanted to extract Wen Jin’s serum for testing. Second, she felt that Wen Jin was hiding secrets.

But today, whether it was the test results or Wen Jin’s disappointing values at this moment, both proved that Ruan Tingzhi had devoted excessive attention to a useless person.

How could someone rot into such a laid-back state?

“Five thousand!” Wen Chang Rong thought Wen Jin could have at most this much money on hand. His eyes darted as he tested her.

He had not expected Wen Jin to agree so readily. She drooped her eyelids. “Give me your wristband.”

So Wen Chang Rong handed over the wristband on his right hand. In the next second, beep—transfer successful. Wen Chang Rong let out a cry of delight and even stopped complaining about the pain.

Just as he was feeling happy, for some unknown reason, his right hand suddenly hung limply down. He bared his teeth in pain.

Then he heard the little bastard curl her lips and say, “If you ask me for money again in the future, it’s simple. One hand, five thousand.”

“How can you treat the father who raised you like this?”

Wen Jin looked at him strangely. “Isn’t this how you treated me too? A child’s personality is a reflection of the adults around them. They learn by example. But I’m different from you. I gave you five thousand. When you beat me up, you didn’t give me even five hundred.”

Wen Chang Rong cared about face. In his mind, it was perfectly natural for a father to beat his daughter. But beating someone and then giving too little money afterward was truly shameful.

It was like pointing at his spine and humiliating him for being stingy.

He stood in place for quite a while, unable to say a single word. Only when a call came in did he storm out, his face flushed red, cursing as he kicked the door on his way out.

Only two people were left in the ward.

Wen Jin noticed that Ruan Tingzhi was looking at her, her gaze carrying scrutiny.

She felt that Ruan Tingzhi was not quite right today. She seemed to be smiling without smiling, and her gaze was no longer clear and bright. Instead, she looked unfathomable.

“I heard from the doctor that you’re sick. Are you all right?” Wen Jin asked.

Ruan Tingzhi said without revealing anything, “Not really. Yesterday, when I sent you to the hospital, something went wrong with my pheromones. I knocked out a Beta nurse, so I need to stay for observation.”

A normal person would ask one more question and maintain curiosity. However, Wen Jin wearily pulled the thin blanket over herself a little higher.

Ruan Tingzhi waited for a while, narrowed her eyes, and took the initiative to bring up the topic. “What were you thinking just now? I originally thought you…”

Wen Jin had excellent psychological resilience and very strong adaptability. Lazily, she brushed away the strands of hair scattered across her cheek and interrupted Ruan Tingzhi. “Yes, it’s exactly what you originally thought.”

Ruan Tingzhi froze. “Hm?”

“Wen Chang Rong’s wrist actually fell off on its own.” Wen Jin said sincerely, “That must have been what happened with you earlier too. You touched his hand, and it just fell off. His bones are too brittle.”

Ruan Tingzhi: “…”

Wen Jin had already been perfunctory to this extent, yet for some reason, Ruan Tingzhi did not leave.

The corner of Wen Jin’s mouth twitched. She did not hope Ruan Tingzhi would fully believe it. Earlier, when dealing with Wen Chang Rong, she had done it to vent anger on behalf of the original owner and had not been able to care about Ruan Tingzhi being present.

But now that she had been targeted by trouble, Wen Jin could not care about anything else. She could only handle it coldly.

She drooped her eyelids and asked carelessly, “Anything else?”

“Don’t you need to go back to your ward?”

Her tone sincerely drew a boundary, respectful but distant, even though they were about to become roommates.

Ruan Tingzhi’s beautiful doe eyes narrowed slightly. Her drooping lashes nearly covered half her eyes. It had always been her who acted cold and distant toward others. In the end, Wen Jin had cut in first.

To be disliked this much.

A trace of gloom flashed through Ruan Tingzhi’s eyes. Without changing expression, she walked past the end of Wen Jin’s bed and headed inside. With a swish, she pulled open the pale blue curtain not far away.

This ward was a two-person room, and there was a bed by the window.

Ruan Tingzhi walked to the bedside, kicked off her little white shoes, and curled up at the head of the bed.

Coincidence after coincidence had come crashing down on Wen Jin’s head. She was definitely suspicious.

Before she could question it, the patient in the neighboring bed suddenly turned her head. She caught every trace of Wen Jin’s irritation and suspicion in her eyes.

A soft laugh fell.

Ruan Tingzhi said, “What a coincidence. The third time now. No matter what, we always end up running into each other. I’m almost going to think this isn’t coincidence, but man-made.”

The coincidences were all arranged by Ruan Tingzhi, but Wen Jin’s face was full of disdain, and she even seemed desperate to avoid her.

It made one unable to help feeling angry.

Ruan Tingzhi opened her bright black eyes and looked into Wen Jin’s.

It was unclear whether there was more mockery in them or something else.

For the first time, Wen Jin discovered that Ruan Tingzhi was not purely harmless either.

This was actually easy to understand. To become a protagonist, the female lead O’s personality would definitely not remain unchanged. She would become more and more decisive and efficient.

No one would remain a little white flower from beginning to end. As she underwent tempering, she would gradually grow. But from start to finish, the reason protagonists became protagonists was that they already had their own set of standards for judging how to act and handle matters from the very beginning.

For example, right now, Ruan Tingzhi had misunderstood these coincidences as something Wen Jin had orchestrated.

Clearly, she could not accept that her roommate liked her.

The female Omega before her had her aura fully open, her expression cold and condensed. Wen Jin was amused. She was too lazy to even lift her eyelids. Being misunderstood as scheming by the female lead O was practically a disaster she had done nothing to deserve.

However, this suspicion indirectly confirmed for Wen Jin that their several coincidental meetings had not been deliberately arranged by Ruan Tingzhi, and that neither of them had any thoughts about the other.

After reaching this conclusion, Wen Jin let out a breath of relief. Rarely serious, she planned to explain things clearly.

Suddenly, the curtain dropped with a sharp swish.

So heavily that it seemed as if someone had torn it down.