Professor, you got it wrong

What Professor Jian said about tidying up is very serious tidying up.

Shang Luyan was washed from head to toe by him, and then soaked in warm water.

After replacing the beds with new ones, Jian Bailian fished him out of the water, wiped off the water and put him on the bed.

Shang Luyan was so tired that his fingers were weak, and he didn't bother to get dressed, and fell asleep as soon as the quilt was covered.

Jian Bai turned off the light and hugged him into his arms, caressing Shang Luyan's warm and delicate skin, and closing his eyelids against him.

On the second day, Shang Luyan had only one class.

The earliest morning class, you have to go out at 07:30.

Professor Jian had a rare conscience and picked up his mobile phone to dial a number to ask for leave for him.

Shang Luyan saw it sharp-eyed, and rushed out in strides before he finished brushing his teeth.

"No need to ask for leave."

The little lazy boy insisted uncharacteristically, "I must go to class today."

Jian Bailian raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

Shang Luyan said: "Because I want to watch the teaching video of the Eight Classics."

"I want to study, I want to swim in the ocean of knowledge, and cleanse the soul dirty by you."

Throwing down such a bold statement, Shang Luyan quickly went back to wash, change clothes and go downstairs.

Jian Bai got up and walked to the window.

Opening a dark curtain slightly, he saw Shang Luyan running in the sunlight.

A straight back and a young face gilded with gold.

Savage and reckless, clean and warm, he is the never-sinking light in his life.

This section is a very boring documentary teaching short film class.

The old professor wears reading glasses and reads the newspaper while looking at the students.

More than half of the students below are expressionless and drowsy, and some of them snore while falling asleep.

Shang Luyan sat in the middle and at the corner.

Looking sideways, most of the heads in front of him were tilted to this side, so he could see the entire big screen very easily.

Perhaps it was because his behavior of reading and memorizing was too paradoxical, Tang Nai looked sideways frequently, and finally couldn't help but bump up to him to see what he was writing.

"Alpha basic level classification, on the common differences in expression of the same gene... Brother Shang, are you really taking notes?"

Tang Nai covered his mouth with his hand and told him in a low voice: "Lao Fu will give you the exam outline when the time comes, so don't memorize it."

Lao Fu is an old professor who reads newspapers, and his class is considered the easiest in the whole department.

As long as you memorize the syllabus, you will be fine.

Shang Luyan gave a "hmm" and continued to watch the film without squinting, taking notes.

It's as serious as getting a scholarship.

Tang Nai's heart trembled when he saw it.

Brother Shang, why are you so serious?

Is it true that Lao Fu wants to learn Professor+Jan without giving an outline?

No, but he is really serious.

Tang Nai became more and more confused as he thought about it, and finally couldn't help but took out a pen and paper and buried himself in copying the things in Shang Luyan's notes.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the students lazily got up and left the classroom.

Shang Luyan folded the two pages, and then pushed them to Tang Naiyi who could hardly stretch his fingers straight after copying.

"give you."

Tang Nai was dumbfounded as soon as he held the pen, "Why did you give it to me?"

Shang Luyan said: "I'm just practicing calligraphy. If you want it so much, I'll give it to you."

Tang Naiyi: "..."

Ignoring the resentful and resentful eyes of the little junior sister, Shang Luyan stood up calmly.

Just at this time, Jian Bailian sent a text message.

— See you in the parking lot.

Shang Luyan replied while walking out.

As soon as the word "good" was entered in the dialog box, the phone rang.

"Hello?" He swiped up to answer.

"Ayan, I'm Xing Nan."

"Ah."

"The omega you sent yesterday just passed away."

Shang Luyan's breathing was stagnant, and he felt that something was pressing on the tip of his heart, and there was an indescribable heaviness.

The long fingers holding the phone tightened slightly, and he asked, "Then his family found it?"

"No," Xing Nan said, "but I extracted a substance from his blood, which is very similar to the conversion agent that Lu Bing bought before."

"Ayan, are you free to come to the hospital? I want to ask you something."

Shang Luyan said "um", hung up the phone and walked to the parking lot.

Jian Bailian was already waiting by the car.

This is the parking area for teachers, and most students will not come over here.

Shang Luyan got into the car, and while closing the car door, said to him: "Professor, take time to see the doctor, and go to the No. [-] Hospital of the City first."

Jian Bailian reached out and touched his forehead, then checked his glands, "Uncomfortable?"

"No."

Shang Luyan shook his head, and in the posture of being held by Jian Bailian's neck, he told the story of his encounter with that omega and Xing Nan's guess that he was a test subject.

At the end, he explained: "I didn't tell you before because I was afraid that you would find me troublesome."

Shang Luyan himself despises his poor health and bad deeds.

"will not."

Jian Bailian didn't say those flashy love words, but just told him: "You can always rely on me, because I am yours."

Subordination of gender relations is not emphasized.

Just stating a fact very simply, I am yours.

Shang Luyan suddenly remembered that when Elise bought him a toy when he was a child, when he held it in his hand, Elise would say, this is yours, take it well.

If it is lost or broken, it is your responsibility, because you did not protect it well.

And now, Jian Bailian is the toy he holds in his hand.

To be or not to be is up to him.

This behavior of completely surrendering the initiative made Shang Luyan a little surprised and a little moved.

"Professor,"

Although there are people passing by here at any time, it is not a particularly suitable venue for romance.

But Shang Luyan couldn't restrain the surging emotion in his heart, raised his head slightly, and took the initiative to peck Jian Bailian's thin lips.

Then the tails of his eyes drooped slightly, and he invited him with a smile, "I think we can have a closer contact in the next step, just tonight, okay?"

Jian Bailian's breathing became a little heavy.

He caressed the delicate and cold white skin on the side of Shang Luyan's neck, sucked his tender and reddish lips from the side, and said restrainedly and lowly: "Okay, listen to you."

Even if the old man is in love, he still restrains the gentleman.

So serious that people want to flirt again and again.

But there is still business right now, Shang Luyan is not good at messing around, so he can only put these dubious thoughts aside for now.

After driving out of the parking lot, the car went out from the east gate, and passed the downstairs of the student dormitory along the way.

Shang Luyan stared ahead, and couldn't help turning his head to glance at the rear window when turning a corner.

Jian Bailian noticed his movements and asked, "What's wrong?"

The hot eyes that fell on the body just now disappeared suddenly, Shang Luyan pursed his lips, and said uncertainly: "I feel like someone is watching me."

Jian Bailian glanced at the rearview mirror.

Green trees, dormitory buildings, passing students and parked vehicles.

Everything was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary, and there was nothing suspicious about it.

He raised his hand and pinched the back of Shang Luyan's neck, comforting him, "It's okay."

Shang Luyan nodded, stretched his eyebrows and looked down at his phone.

Xing Nan said that the omega with rotten glands is called Chen Mo, who is 32 years old this year.

A native of S city, without father or mother, has been missing for three years.

According to the information provided by the police, one day three years ago, Chen Mo suddenly did not come to work.

The phone is not connected, and the message will not be returned.

A week later, his colleagues called the police.

Because Chen Mo has no relatives and no reason, and usually has no friends to talk to, the police have filed a case for investigation for half a year, but there is no progress.

Chen Mo seemed to have evaporated from the world, without any trace of activity, not even the money in the bank card.

But now, the man who had been missing for three years appeared in a not so remote alley.

The glands rotted, half-dead, and died without leaving a word.

Shang Luyan asked Jian Bailian to wait downstairs, and went up to find Xing Nan by himself.

The elevator went up, and a nurse came in pushing the hospital bed.

The eyelids of the patient who was wearing an oxygen mask were only opened a slit, and the body under the quilt was skinny and looked dying.

Shang Luyan didn't feel much about death in the past.

Because he himself will not live long, there is no need to hurt those lives who are going to die.

But it is different now, he wants to live longer, because there are still many things he wants to do.

Xing Nan was standing in the corridor. He was supposed to go to the clinic at this time.

But because the blood analysis report in his hand was too important, he and his colleagues transferred shifts.

When Shang Luyan arrived, he had already read the analysis report for the second time, so he directly said, "That omega died from taking too much conversion agent."

"Based on the current analysis, this element named X can reverse the differentiation of omega glands."

"Chen Mo is 32 years old and has been missing for three years. Assuming he started taking it at the age of 29, his native gene is omega,"

"The death gene is also an omega, that is to say, he has taken it at least twice."

Shang Luyan couldn't see the professional terms of those medicinal ingredients, so he could only get some information from Xing Nan's analysis.

Conversion agents have always been sold on the dark web.

Last time Lu Bing bought three bitcoins, equivalent to 18 H coins.

Shang Luyan was a little surprised, "Is Lu Bing so rich?"

Xing Nan's voice paused, as if he had been poked into a sore spot, he held the report book and took several deep breaths, then said through gritted teeth, "He swiped my card."

18 million is not a small number.

And obviously, this matter has not been turned over in Xing Nan's mind.

Shang Luyan was silent, and persuaded him inexperiencedly: "Forget it, he has a baby, so don't get angry with him."

"What baby?"

Xing Nan frowned when he heard that, "I've never been in his Genital+cavity, where did the baby come from?"

Shang Luyan doesn't know what Genital+cavity is.

But the general meaning is that Xing Nan didn't leave any children and grandchildren, so Lu Bing couldn't be pregnant.

Remembering that day when Lu Bing cried and asked if you don't take Xing Nan away, Shang Luyan suddenly understood.

Yep, another trick.

As expected of a green tea-flavored omega.

"Can I go and see Chen Mo?"

Shang Luyan changed the subject, "I want to see his glands."

The time of Chen Mo's death was 25:[-], [-] minutes had passed since now.

Because no relatives claimed the body, and the deceased was involved in a case, the doctor who took over sent his body to a special ward.

There is specially used to place the corpses that have been dead for no more than two hours.

Once it exceeds two hours, it will be sent to the morgue on the negative floor.

Xing Nan took a set of isolation suits for Shang Luyan, and took him there after he put them on.

On the way, a nurse trotted over, saying that there were not enough staff in the outpatient clinic, and asked Xing Nan to go down to help.

Xing Nan glanced at the special ward, which was only ten meters away, and asked Shang Luyan, "Can you go there by yourself?"

Shang Luyan nodded, "Yes."

Before leaving, Xing Nan warned, "Don't touch Chen Mo."

Shang Luyan made a note and walked along the corridor to the special ward.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw a doctor in a white coat standing in front of Chen Mo's body.

The other party was holding a syringe, as if he wanted to draw something out of Chen Mo's glands.

Seeing Shang Luyan from the corner of the eye, the doctor was taken aback for a moment and asked, "Are you the patient's family?"

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