I'm a mustard omega

I instinctively felt that these two brainless bastards were going to pinch each other again, so I quickly raised my other pale and pale paw to stop me exhaustedly: "Okay, I'm going to fucking die, can you two?" Stop for a while!"

Yan Jiuxiao, one of the foolish people, looked down, screamed "Oh, get in the ambulance", hugged me and bumped away. My brother hurriedly rushed out of the hotel door stepping on the shattered glass .

When the two of us sat down in the ambulance panting, my Alpha brother, Lin Jingyu, who almost killed me without looking at the situation, also opened the car door and walked up.

Yan Jiuxiao, who was just laughing at Yanyan for handing my brother the steps, suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked my brother out.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry!" Yan Jiuxiao gave a random reason and closed the car door with a bang, urging the ambulance driver to drive quickly.

With a pale face, I was surprised to ask Yan Jiuxiao, who started giving me needles again: "You kicked my brother out?"

"Aren't we in a hurry?" Yan Jiuxiao brought up his lame reason just now and threw it at me with a clear face.

"Okay, you, please yourself." I had a premonition that these two Alphas, who would fight without regard to the time, place and occasion, were very likely to fight like Sun Shaoze and my mother. Start a big fight scene, and then watch each other hate each other and hate each other. After two hundred rounds of the two-phase battle, the damage to all parties is still zero, but in the end I became the victim inexplicably and suffered a heavy loss.

Thinking of this, I just feel powerless, my eyes are black, my head is dazed, my heart is twitching abnormally, I don't have the heart to take care of my future that is so dim that I can't see a glimmer of light, I close my eyes and wait for the fate quietly. God, who sealed my road to a happy marriage, once again stretched out his claws to seal my body that was almost cold.

"Does your brother bully you often?" I vaguely heard Yan Jiuxiao ask amidst the rumbling of the motor and the siren of the ambulance.

He didn't dare to bully me, it was me who bullied him.

I thought to myself, but the two dry lips seemed to be glued together by the super glue played by my little Omega niece, who was disastrous to the country and the people. It was calling my name, and then the voice drifted farther and farther away, getting softer, and finally took the wind away and I couldn't feel anything.

When I opened my eyes again, the sun was shining and the years were quiet, but my eyes were pale.

My eyes widened in surprise.

Am I supposed to be lying in the mourning hall ready to be buried?

I quickly got up and looked around, and I was a little relieved when I saw the white curtains, the white wardrobe, the white sofa and the white instrument beside the bed for no idea what it was used for.

so far so good.

I didn't cheat the corpse in the mourning hall, I'm still in the hospital.

I lay down calmly, but when I lay down, I faintly smelled a faint smell of mustard.

I--

Immediately I sat up again, raised my arm and sniffed vigorously, not surprisingly finding that the mustard smell was emanating from me.

I squinted my eyes that were still pitch-black and thought about it, and decisively deduced that my powerful mustard-flavored pheromone had returned, and the reason why it didn’t come out before I passed out was probably due to inhibitors Playing too much caused a temporary imbalance.

I am a little depressed.

Ah no, I can't be depressed.

I must be calm.

God knows if I'm depressed and my normal-looking mustard-flavored pheromone will once again stun the building like a rampaging beast.

Sun Shaoze's little bastard is enough for me, and I don't have enough liquidity for the city government to fine me again, and I don't even know how to pay back the full table full of Chinese people owed to the hotel.

I thought about it calmly, and I thought I should discuss it with my brother, either let him lend me the money, or I would withdraw the capital from his half-dead little broken company that was only supported by my manuscript fees.

Just as I was thinking, the door of the ward was opened from the outside.

"Yo, you're awake?" Comrade Yan Jiuxiao, who looked like a dog in a white coat, looked like a dog with a smile on his face, and Yan Yan walked a few steps towards me, and suddenly he froze on his heels as if the system was out of order, his expression was unpredictable. He stopped to look at me a few times, his eyes lit up, he turned his head and left without saying a word.

I squinted my eyes and guessed calmly that this guy whose IQ fluctuated from high to low and short-circuited his brain from time to time must have forgotten to take his brain halfway when he went out and then went back to look for it.

Ten minutes later, the door of the ward was opened from the outside again, and I saw Yan Jiuxiao, who had just gone out to find his brain, come in with a plate in his heart.

On the dinner plate were two bowls of millet porridge with little water, two side dishes, two steamed buns, two spoons and two pairs of chopsticks.

I looked around several times calmly, but I didn't see the second patient or the second hospital bed.

I asked inexplicably, "Why are there two copies?"

"We each have a share." Yan Jiuxiao smiled at me, propped up the table top of my hospital bed calmly, put the dinner plate on the table calmly, and sat down at the end of my hospital bed calmly.

I don't know when the hospital started to have this bad habit of eating with the attending doctor and the patient. I only know that there is no third person in this highly private ward that seems to be in the intensive care unit. It doesn't seem appropriate to be in the same room doing anything other than treating and being treated.

But more importantly, apart from my even more unreliable Alpha father and my vicious-tongued and short-sighted Alpha brother who is called my mother's little padded jacket, I have never eaten at the same table with any Alpha. Not to mention the lonely A and the widowed O on the same hospital bed, their eyes are facing each other, their breaths are intertwined, and their cups and plates collide.

This is not eating, this is clearly a blind date!

I was inexplicably nervous.

When I get nervous, my mustard-scented pheromones run around uncontrollably like a wild horse.In less than a minute, the ward, which was originally filled with the smell of disinfectant and various medicines, was obviously filled with a strong smell of mustard.

"Why don't you eat? Are you hungry?" Comrade Yan Jiuxiao, who had bad eyesight and a sharp nose the day before, raised his peach eyes that fascinated all sentient beings and asked me inexplicably as if he hadn't smelled it. .

I looked at the dinner plate in front of me, struggled for a while, and said awkwardly: "Did you smell that in the ward..."

Yan Jiuxiao looked at me suspiciously for a few seconds, put down his chopsticks and wrinkled his nose, walked around the ward, came back and sat at the end of my bed, and asked even more puzzled: "What's wrong in the ward? Is there any strange smell?"

I looked at him several times, hesitant to speak, and concluded with stillness that this Alpha with a brain and a sharp nose probably suddenly lost his nose deafness due to some reason I don't know!

This is a good thing.

Still, I can't eat with him.

After all, being alone in the same room and doing things other than treatment and being treated is a bit immoral. What's more, this Alpha, who looks pretty good in every way except for his brain, should have actively responded to the early marriage and early parenting marriage that goes against the trend of history. The family happiness index has soared to a level that no one can match.

As the solid backing of all Omega, I can't pry people's corners to grab people's love, be poked in the spine and be infamous forever.

As the saying goes, why do Omega make things difficult for Omega.

Although I don’t know why I didn’t see my old Omega mother who loves me so much that she loves her like an enemy, she will stick to my bedside when she’s sick, but I think it’s up to my family to take care of me and eat. Do better.

So I quietly took a deep breath and asked calmly, "Where's my mother?"

"Your mother has gone to face the wall." Yan Jiuxiao picked up the spoon in front of me, scooped up a spoonful of millet porridge and handed it to me, "But you don't have to worry, I will take care of you for the next two days."

What the hell is facing the wall?

I was surprised, ah no, and asked calmly: "Facing the wall? What kind of wall? Why face the wall?"

"Eat first, and I'll tell you slowly when I'm done." Yan Jiuxiao held up the spoon and handed it to my lips again.

I was flattered, ah no, I retreated to the wall with a calm heart, raised my right hand with several needles stuck in it, and declined: "It's okay, it's okay, I, I, I, I will come by myself. You tell me first, why why my mother Want to face the wall?"