Chapter 93

The atmosphere in the room was a little weird for a while.

But not everyone cares about it.

Wen Xiusen's attention was always on Bo Xiyun, and he was quite skilled in comforting the boy curled up in his arms. The man gently followed the thin back in his arms with the palm of his hand, and slowly warmed the Omega's cold body temperature.

He Jianqing was standing on Wen Xiusen's side. He was also a medical student, and his focus on seeing people was different from that of ordinary people. So when Wen Xiusen raised his hand, He Jianqing caught a glimpse of some snow-white bandages on the man's neck.

Wen Xiusen's movements were obviously paused, and it seemed that the wound on the back of his neck was involved. But he didn't show anything strange in his expression, instead he was still comforting the boy in his arms.

It seemed that all Wen Xiusen's mind was tied to Bo Xiyun.

He Jianqing couldn't help but startled.

And after Wen Xiusen protected the Omega, he raised his eyes to look at Bo Yingxin, who had already stood up and walked over.

"Let him take it easy."

The young master's mood is unstable, and it is not suitable to continue talking now.

Bo Yingxin stopped, and the leather shoes landed on the ground and made a soft sound. He stood in front of the two and looked at Wen Xiusen with a cold voice.

"You are influencing him."

"Omega is dominated by pheromones, so there will be such a dependent response-"

Wen Xiusen's face was calm, and he didn't show anything because of this head-on accusation. Instead, the weak Omega in his arms spoke in a low voice.

"Uncle."

Bo Xiyun reluctantly raised his head, revealing his cheeks that were almost bloodless.

He interrupted Bo Yingxin softly.

"If you think so, let's talk about it alone?"

"No one else's influence."

Facing Young Master Bo, Bo Yingxin's tone was obviously softened.

"Don't worry, take a rest first."

But Bo Xiyun shook his head: "I'm fine, let's talk now, it will be dark later."

Bo Yingxin asked, "Can you hold it up?"

Bo Xiyun said, "It's alright, it's fine."

Bo Yingxin didn't insist any longer, He Jianqing next to him glanced at his watch and reminded Bo Xiyun.

"You should wait for the nebulization treatment."

"There should be some time before the doctor comes," Bo Xiyun said, "Let's chat for a while."

He Jianqing was about to leave the room with Wen Xiusen, leaving his uncle and nephew to chat alone.

Before Wen Xiusen left, he placed the young master securely in the soft chair, and looked down at him.

Bo Xiyun smiled at the person: "I'm fine."

The man stretched out his hand and put his finger behind Bo Xiyun's ear for a while. After confirming that Omega's body temperature was fine, he left.

Wen Xiusen walked out one step later than He Jianqing, and gently closed the door of the ward with his backhand.

As dusk approached, the lights in the corridor had not been turned on, and the light seemed dim for a while.

Half of Wen Xiusen's face was hidden in the darkness, and his side profile seemed to be projected into a sharp silhouette.

The door was completely closed, and the warm light from the room was finally completely invisible.

He Jianqing, who was about to leave temporarily, looked back and saw this scene, but inexplicably gave birth to a strange feeling.

The man in front of him looked as if he was ready to be completely shut out and separated forever.

There were only two uncles and nephews left in the ward. Bo Yingxin finally took off his dark top hat and hung it flat on the coat rack.

"Little Yun."

Bo Yingxin was silent for a few seconds before speaking.

"That Wen Sheng, I have also been in contact with him in the past two days."

This contact, of course, does not mean face-to-face contact between the two.

It was the information that Bo Yingxin noticed when he was handling the affairs of the Bo family in Xiangjiang.

If it weren't for Bo Yingxin, who has been in the industry for many years, he might not have seen it at all. After the logical development of the situation, there will be manipulative handwriting.

Just like the second and third idiots in the Bo family's younger generation.

He didn't even seem to know how he died.

"He's a great young man."

Bo Yingxin's voice was calm, and this comment immediately became full of gold because it came from his mouth. But Bo Yingxin didn't mean much praise from his heart.

"With such a powerful means, you can deal with Bo Shang before, and then you may point the spear at others."

Bo Yingxin means something.

His purpose was to remind Wen Xiusen of the danger of this person.

It's just that Young Master Bo nodded after listening.

"I know, uncle."

"I have seen all his arrangements." Bo Xiyun said, "We have been working together during this time."

Bo Yingxin was silent for a longer time this time, and finally said: "Little Yun, I always knew that you are very smart."

Perhaps even if the destiny alpha has a plan, Bo Xiyun has the ability to control it.

"However, the influence of Destiny Alpha is far deeper than you think."

Bo Yingxin said.

"It's too risky to deal with this kind of thing, especially if you're an Omega."

"The control of pheromones on the body and physiology is silent and invisible. Maybe you have been influenced by others to change your mind when you are not even aware of it."

Bo Yingxin described the danger of Destiny Alpha in great detail. Bo Xiyun listened and knew that what the uncle said was actually very objective.

Even earlier, this is exactly what Bo Xiyun has always had.

Reject the control of alpha and dislike the domination of pheromones.

Exactly the same, exactly the same.

But at this moment, listening to his uncle's words, Bo Xiyun's mood was rather subtle.

Not afraid.

But he found that his mentality has changed.

This change is not due to pheromones, or some kind of 100% match.

But because of Wen Xiusen.

Bo Xiyun hasn't had time to express his position, because the uncle's words are still going on.

Bo Yingxin said the most crucial thing.

"If you really want to be with the Destiny Object, you won't have the chance to regret it in the future."

"It's going to suffer for the rest of their lives."

Bo Yingxin frowned.

"Do you remember? Xining nearly cut off his own glands in order to leave his destiny."

"That's all he can do, the only way to get rid of the object of destiny."

Bo Xiyun's lips pursed into a line, and his eyes dropped.

He remembered.

He also knows.

Even Bo Xiyun himself had actually done this kind of preparation.

When he had to, Bo Xiyun could only choose to cut off his glands in order to destroy his identity as an S-level Omega.

Erase those coveted covets.

That's why Bo Xiyun told He Jianqing before.

I still have a complete solution.

Bo Yingxin's voice sank: "So, I hope you can get rid of that destiny alpha, and don't contact him again in the future."

"Tuk Tuk!"

While the two were talking, there was a knock on the door.

The nurse pushing the medical cart walked in and moved the nebulizer to the table.

It's time for Bo Xiyun to do atomization.

Wen Xiusen, who was waiting outside, came in together, because the atomization had been done many times before, and the nurse didn't explain much, just left the machine and let the patient plug it in and turn it on.

After the nurse greeted Bo Xiyun, she pushed the cart neatly and closed the door and left.

Wen Xiusen, who came in together, didn't leave, but he didn't approach the two in the ward either.

Wen Xiusen just stood by the table, plugged in the atomizer, and adjusted the switch.

The uncle of the Bo family hadn't finished what he just said. Although the Destiny Alpha he was going to target was right next to him, in front of Wen Xiusen, Bo Yingxin had no plans to stop.

"I know you're in a pheromone disorder right now, and the markers will be very unstable at this time."

Bo Yingxin looked back at the young man in front of him, and his disapproval attitude was always very clear.

And while speaking, the power of alpha's long-standing high-ranking person is invisible, and the tone is so decisive that it cannot be rejected.

Bo Yingxin said to Bo Xiyun.

"Just taking this opportunity, you can do some marking removal, and I'll take you back to Xiangjiang."

It's just that Bo Xiyun's answer greatly exceeded his expectations.

The boy was a little dazed by the sudden topic, but he was honest.

"Smell didn't tag me."

"……Oh?"

Bo Yingxin's face showed some strangeness. He raised his head and glanced at Wen Xiusen next to him. In addition to his surprised expression, he seemed to be subtly relaxed.

"He can't?"