〔ABO〕The ex-husband is hard to find

The drowning man saw a piece of rotten wood floating on the water.

Ruan Cheng was like a dying fish, inhaling heavily, and the cold air entered his body along the trachea, vainly relieving the almost boiling heat.

This inhibitor was distributed free of charge by the hospital when he went for an examination last time. It was said to be a new model with less side effects than the original one.

At that time, I just took one casually, but I didn't expect it to be a life-saving thing.

Ruan Cheng's fingers were still dripping wet, and the transparent mucus slowly slipped down the gap between the index finger and middle finger.He didn't care too much, just grabbed the inhibitor with the sticky body fluid, tore open the package, revealing the needle tube.

The cold liquid was pushed into the body, leaving a bulge under the skin of the forearm because it entered too quickly, but Ruan Cheng heaved a sigh of relief.

The blood was cooling rapidly at a speed he could feel, and the cold wind blowing from the window blew away the smell of pheromones, like a flower bud that was about to bloom, and the heat suddenly stopped.

While his body temperature cooled down, Ruan Cheng felt a burst of weakness, as if his bone marrow had been emptied.He staggered to rest on the sofa.

Everything seemed to have returned to calm.

But, what's wrong.

The itching started from the pinhole, and soon spread along the criss-crossing blood vessels to the upper side of the arm. A rash appeared on large areas of skin, and Ruan Cheng's body temperature, which had already dropped, rose faster and more violently.

The small red bumps seemed to grow legs and quickly spread to the whole body. Ruan Cheng suddenly thought of something, and his pupils dilated.

this feeling...

He seems to be allergic to inhibitors!

It was originally a gift, but Ruan Cheng was so anxious during the injection, Ruan Cheng didn't expect so much at all, who knew it was really such a coincidence.

Allergies can be more rapid and fatal than estrus.

Ruan Cheng's consciousness quickly blurred, and double images began to appear in front of his eyes.His heart nearly jumped out, and the rash on his skin was shocking.

The remaining consciousness told Ruan Cheng that he had to call the police, but...he casually threw the phone in the kitchen.

Misfortunes never come singly.

In the end, the hot eyelids became heavier and heavier, they stopped struggling in vain, and then slowly closed.

When he woke up again, Ruan Cheng was blinded by the dazzling white wall, and an unknown instrument next to him kept repeating "drip" -- "drip" --

Eyes haven't seen light for a long time, suddenly stimulated by the sun, Ruan Cheng squinted his eyes, physiological tears like broken beads, soon covered his entire cheeks.

His head was about to explode, but his arms didn't even have the strength to hold his forehead.

Ruan Cheng opened his eyes and looked around. When he saw the man sitting not far away, he subconsciously closed his eyes again.

Although the man was wearing a suit, it was wrinkled like a leaf that had been wilted by frost, and it looked like he hadn't had time to take care of it for a long time.

Dense green stubble also appeared on his chin, but even so, the man's eyes staring at the computer were still thick and deep, obviously not on Ruan Cheng's eyes, but they could suck his whole body tightly, and then Can't escape.

This person is none other than Fang Zekun.

Ruan Cheng thought he was dreaming, otherwise how could Fang Zekun appear in front of him?

The memory before coma seems to have been cut artificially, Ruan Cheng can't remember at all.

When Fang Zekun cast his eyes on Ruan Cheng again, he seemed to see his eyelashes blink in a daze.

"Ruan Ruan? Are you awake?" Fang Zekun called subconsciously. He had said this sentence countless times in the past three days.

Ruan Cheng's eyelashes flickered, and he slowly opened his eyes. Fang Zekun's voice pulled him back and disappeared.

It turned out that it was not a dream.

"Fang...cough!" Ruan Cheng opened his mouth to speak, but his throat was so dry that he retched twice and coughed violently.

Fang Zekun stepped forward to help Ruan Cheng up, and held a water cup to feed him.

"You just woke up, so don't talk yet."

Ruan Cheng drank some water from Fang Zekun's hand. He shook his head and asked hoarsely, "Why am I here?"

Fang Zekun sat sideways on a corner of the hospital bed. He brushed the hair sticking to Ruan Cheng's forehead: "You are fainting. The neighbor smelled the smell coming from the house, so he helped to call the police."

Muddy?Ruan Cheng was stunned for a moment, how could there be a smell?

He suddenly remembered that after Fang Zekun hung up the phone, he was in a bad mood, so he turned the knob of the stove casually, maybe the fire had not been completely turned off.

A moment of negligence saved his life, Ruan Cheng leaned on the head of the bed tiredly.

Fang Zekun gently rubbed Ruan Cheng's cheeks with his fingers, wiping away the tears on his face little by little.Ruan Cheng closed his eyes and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Three days."

"How long... have you been here?"

Fang Zekun paused and replied, "Three days."

In fact, it can be seen from Fang Zekun's attire that he did not leave for a moment.

Just these two simple words made Ruan Cheng's heart burn like a hot iron.

The butterfly flapped its wings, pushing Ruan Cheng's invisible grievances far away.

Fang Zekun stood up the pillow and stuffed it behind Ruan Cheng's back so that he could lean more comfortably.After doing all this, he asked, "Why didn't you tell me... about the estrus period?" There was a bit of astringency in his voice.

Ruan Cheng still closed his eyes, and he couldn't even hear a trace of complaint in his tone: "You are too busy, I'm afraid it will affect you."

"You..." You fucking almost died, you know that? !

Fang Zekun was a little annoyed by Ruan Cheng's calm and calm attitude.He even wanted to pry open Ruan Cheng's head to see if it was full of soup, otherwise how could he not even care about his own life.

There are two things that Fang Zekun can't bear the most in his life: one is not being able to hold firmly in his hands, and the other is watching life pass by before him.

And Ruan Chengzheng hit his sore spot.

Ruan Cheng was already thin, but he was in a coma for three days. He was suspended by infusion of nutrient solution. His thin body could hardly hold the large hospital gown, and the clothes seemed to slip off his shoulders at any time.

Looking at Ruan Cheng's appearance, Fang Zekun suddenly thought of his father's skinny appearance when he was sick. He felt a little guilty because of the hard stone he had cultivated all year round.

The word "relative" is too unfamiliar to Fang Zekun. After his parents left, he has been alone and fighting alone, so that he didn't even realize the identity of this slender and silent young man in front of him—he It's his Omega.

Whether he just woke up, Ruan Cheng's body was still very weak, he only woke up for a short while before he became sleepy again, he muttered softly: "It's all right, it's all right now."

After saying this, Ruan Cheng no longer had the energy to take care of Fang Zekun, he tilted his head and fell asleep.

Forget it.

Fang Zekun stared at Ruan Cheng, his pupils moved slightly, and there was a little more pity in his eyes like a deep water.He decided to take care of Ruan Cheng, at least not to make such life-threatening absurd things again.

Fang Zekun lightly picked up Ruan Cheng to change into a more comfortable position, then helped him tuck the quilt, and went out to call the doctor.

As soon as he walked out of the ward, Fang Zekun saw a tall and familiar figure—the head of the hospital came.