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Ivan walked up to the boy, and the sweet osmanthus smell came from the tip of his nose, which was the pheromone smell from the Alpha's neck.

Every Alpha and Omega here has been injected with inhibitors, so the smell of pheromones is very little, which is equivalent to nothing to the human sense of smell.

But as a vampire, Ivan, no matter how blunt his five senses are, they are still many times better than humans. This shallow fragrance is like a light floral fragrance floating in the air, which is very pleasant.

He couldn't hold back, and took a careful sniff.

At the beginning, after the republic of Florence where he lived fell, he wandered around the Middle East, following the Silk Road that his father used to do business, all the way to the foot of the Himalayas in the east.

The towns there are dotted with these little flowers, but they hold up all the sweetness in the air.

It has been hundreds of years since left the big country in the east and returned to the underground city of Rome in Italy.

The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in his memory seems to bring him back to that era: the revival of literature and art, the prosperity of business, and the death of his father, everything is still fresh.

Alpha lying on the hospital bed had a deep bloodstain on his arm, and his lips were also blue due to the pain.

Seeing senior Omega standing still by the bed, he just moved the tip of his nose. He thought the pheromone on his body offended others, so he hurriedly smelled it on himself: "Senior, do I smell anything? I just took the inhibitor last week, so I don't mean to disrespect you!"

Ivan shook his head, helped him close the curtain, and walked forward with a small syringe.

Before he could move his hands, there was a sudden exclamation from outside.At the same time, there was the sound of footsteps like a gust of wind.

"The major is here. He has already arrived in the next bedroom. He arrived at the battlefield in ten seconds. Hold on, brothers!"

Suddenly, the whole ward was in chaos.

One said: "Brother, didn't you fucking sprain your ankle, why are you running faster than me!"

Another: "A sprained ankle is a fork! Aren't you fucking hypoglycemic and need to rest, follow me and run a peach!"

The boy standing in the isolation curtain sighed seriously: the Alphas scattered around each other, he was more worried about how to give the wounded man in front of him a good anesthesia injection when he didn't understand anything.

The fists under the sleeves of the boy were clenched tightly, and he took a deep breath while cheering himself up. His beautiful eyes were congested with blood from the sockets until the entire white of the eyes was covered with bloodshot eyes.The blue pupils are framed by the red sclera, like an iris blooming in hell that is not stained with dust.

"I've given you an anesthesia injection, your whole arm will be in the next..."

He got stuck in the middle of the speech.

The little vampire blushed: he didn't know how long the anesthesia injection would last.

But the arrow is on the string, and it has to be fired.

The boy gritted his teeth and said, "I won't feel any pain for the next two days."

Because he was concentrating for too long, he didn't notice that the ward, which was still chaotic just now, had become completely silent at some point.

After Ivan was fascinated, he quietly knocked out the anesthetic in the needle with his hand, and before he had time to catch his breath, he turned around and saw the eyes of the person who came with a half-smile.

The author has something to say: Note: peach is an Internet term, homophonic for "fart"

Aww, a little angel commented, seeing my manuscript for Chapter 9

I thought I really accidentally put the wrong manuscript!

Scared me to death or2

Then thank you for not forgetting to leave a comment when the comment area is closed, hey!You are all angels!

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Chapter 10 Senior, You Are Really Gentle

Standing outside the isolation curtain with a corner turned aside, the man with a straight figure is the gentleman met in the early hours of last night.

I don't know when stood here, how much heard what he said, and whether saw the small movements of his hands.

Ivan slowly stood up straight, and guiltyly clenched his hands that were soaked in the potion.He quietly moved his body a few times, stepped on the small puddle of potion on the ground with one foot pretending to be inadvertent, and asked in a low voice, "Sir, why are you here?"

The gentleman in military uniform, with a sharp body that has not yet receded, looks like a god stationed in the world, exorcising demons and blocking evil spirits.

Carey came in and put the curtain, but nodded slightly without answering.He stepped up to the hospital bed, pressed his watch a few times, and a worksheet was immediately cast on the wall.

"Name, class, injury status."

The man's tone was cold and his complexion was not good-looking. It could be seen that he was in a bad mood.

The boy stepped back silently, making room for him, even breathing carefully.He didn't know how much the gentleman standing outside the curtain had heard, and he didn't know if his ecstasy just now had any effect. After all, the man in front of him had no effect at all last time, and Simon's condition at that time was not easy to judge.

The little vampire shrank and bit his lower lip nervously, afraid that the Alpha who was lying on the bed would tell his husband that he hadn't received anesthesia at all, and also afraid that his husband would see through the whole situation and start questioning him.

And the conversation between the two in front of them continued.

"Report sir, my name is Fu Bin, I'm a soldier of the 19th class of the Command Academy, and I'm in the class of No. 10!" Although Alpha's lips were pale and he was still a little breathless when he spoke, he reported every sentence with force, and he must have exhausted all his strength to hear the sound.

Every time the elementary school boy said a word, another message was added to the worksheet projected on the wall. Kaili just crossed his arms and hummed.Ivan heard that his voice was softer than before, probably because he was quite satisfied with this junior's attitude.

After all the injuries were reported, Carey put away the projection on his watch, and his eyes fell on the injured arm of the elementary school boy.

"The wound is not shallow, have you been given anesthesia?"

This question raised Ivan's already hanging heart to his chest.He lowered his eyes, looked down at the ground, flicked his ears a few times, and listened carefully.

"Well, I've already played..."

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