The full-level actress dressed as a female supporting O

After Xiang Wan hung up the phone, he took out another inhibitor from his bag and sprayed it on himself. Knowing that he couldn't smell the smell of green tea even if he sniffed the ends of his cuffs and hair, he walked towards Fu Sheng's ward.

A doctor came into Fu Sheng's ward just now, and she should have woken up.

In the ward, Fu Sheng straightened his back and his eyes were burning.

"I want to wash off the mark." Fu Sheng said.

"This..." The doctor in charge was a little embarrassed.

It doesn't mean that the operation cannot be done, but the marking is a matter involving both AO and AO. To wash off the marking, both AO and AO need to sign.

The doctor looked at Fu Sheng and hesitated for a long time, "Without the signature authorization of the spouse, our hospital cannot perform this operation."

Fu Sheng laughed angrily: "My body, can't I be the master?"

"Yes, of course, but...the operation does require the signature of the spouse to authorize, otherwise we will definitely not be able to perform the operation on you."

Seeing Fu Sheng's firm attitude, the doctor suggested: "If you want to wash off the mark because of a breakdown in the relationship between the spouses, you can discuss it with your alpha. He will come forward and sign a letter, and we will arrange it for you right away." .”

Fu Sheng didn't want to hear his sophistry anymore.

The logic of this group of people is that Omega not only does not have the right to dispose of their own bodies, but also does not have the right to unilaterally end an intimate relationship. They can only beg alpha to condescend to let them go, or wait for the other party to finally get tired and abandon themselves .

What's the point of this?

Fu Sheng watched the little nurse pull out the needle for herself, and she asked, "Can I leave the hospital?"

"Discharged?" The attending doctor was taken aback, "Of course you can, your physical condition has been completely stabilized, and you didn't need to be hospitalized in the first place."

Xiang Wan was worried that she was the one who sent her here, and forced the hospital to admit Fu Sheng to the hospital for observation.

"But if you want to go to another hospital to wash off the marks, I advise you not to try."

The doctor said to Fu Sheng's back: "This is the standard of the whole industry. It is impossible for any regular hospital to accept the elution mark surgery for you without the permission of your spouse. Please understand."

Fu Sheng paused and chuckled, "I understand."

Opening the door of the ward, Xiang Wan was standing outside the door.

Fu Sheng didn't bother to ask what Xiang Wan heard. The door of the ward was not soundproof, so she must have heard everything.

"Get out of the hospital, there's no need to lie here anymore." Fu Sheng said.

Xiang Wan nodded and silently helped Fu Sheng pack up his belongings.

When she heard Fu Sheng say that she wanted to wash off the mark, the first thing she thought of was an Omega she had seen in the slums back then.

Those Omegas enjoyed their short youth casually, and never cared who marked them. Anyway, after the spring breeze, they might never see each other again.

But one day, Xiang Wan met a different guest at Uncle Lu's place, a little Omega with a bookish look, wearing clean clothes, like an elf who strayed into this dirty land.

She said she was leaving here and asked Uncle Lu to help her wash off the marks on the glands in the back of the neck.

Pushing back her long, yellowed hair that ended like grass, her glands were red and swollen, covered with tooth marks and mucus from rough treatment.

Washing the mark was painful, a hundred times more painful than being alpha marked, that's what Uncle Lu told Xiang Wan.

The conditions at Uncle Lu's place were very simple, and there was no anesthesia. The little Omega gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound, his whole back was soaked in blood.

After it was over, she smiled and waved goodbye to Uncle Lu Xiangwan. She said that she was finally leaving this dirty place.

At that time, Xiang Wan really thought she was going to have good luck, and wished her a smooth journey.

later......

It's just to trouble the moat to find the corpse again.

Walking out of the hospital, the night wind was blowing towards his face. With the chill that belonged to the night alone, Xiang Wan shrank his neck unconsciously.

"Where are you going? Back to the hotel?" Xiang Wan asked.

Fu Sheng didn't speak, and Xiang Wan continued: "Sister, don't worry, my assistant said that guy has been taken away by the police, I have a way to get him to spend a few more years in prison, as long as he doesn't come out, yes My sister doesn't really matter."

"I want to wash off the mark." Fu Sheng said.

"How he is has nothing to do with me, I just need to wash off the mark."

"You also have connections in this area, don't you?" Fu Sheng turned his head and gave Xiang Wan a look he couldn't refuse.

"The doctor is right. No regular hospital will perform surgery without the consent of the spouse..."

"So irregular hospitals are fine. Am I right to understand that?" Fu Sheng smiled with his head tilted, like a schoolboy who succeeded in playing pranks.

Xiang Wan: "...That's right."

"Is there any introduction?" Fu Sheng asked directly.

Xiang Wan thought of the little Omega who washed the marks at Uncle Lu's, and shook his head involuntarily, "I don't know of any irregular hospitals."

"Really?" Fu Sheng looked suspiciously, "I thought Teacher Xiang was familiar with those irregular places, but I didn't expect Teacher Xiang to be a decent person?"

Xiang Wan, a decent man who took Fu Sheng to visit the slums, bought illegal drugs, drank in speakeasies and escaped from the police, was defeated, and Fu Sheng almost put ridicule on his face.

"Uncle Lu can do it..." Xiang Wan finally said, she was afraid that if she killed her and didn't get involved in this matter, Fu Sheng would find someone even more unreliable.

"But it hurts!" Xiang Wan emphasized.

Fu Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and it was another sign of the original body's activity. What she meant was:

No matter how painful it is, it is worth it.

On the outskirts of the city, a small bar with a dark green facade.

It was different from the depression when he came in broad daylight last time. Before the two of Fu Sheng and his party went in, they were shocked by the roaring sound waves inside and dared not go forward.

"Uncle Lu, he has a wild way." Xiang Wan said with a dry smile.

Fu Sheng: "I see."

She covered Fu Sheng's ears with both hands, and rushed in after preparing herself mentally. She found the secret door leading to the basement familiarly, and walked down a decaying staircase. Uncle Lu was waiting for them in the basement.

"Come?" Uncle Lu kept looking at Fu Sheng's face, smiling all over his face.

"Hey, I told Uncle Lu that we're coming over." Xiang Wan explained a little uncomfortably.

"Yes, that's it." Uncle Lu was still smiling.

Fu Sheng dubiously sat down in the simple consulting room behind the curtain, and told Uncle Lu his appeal again.

This feels weird, like a high school student who went to a black clinic behind his parents' backs on the social news, except that the protagonist became Fu Sheng himself.

Fu Sheng lowered his head obediently and brushed away the obstructing hair. The delicate skin on the nape of his neck was exposed to the air, and there was a slight bulge in the middle, which was an Omega gland.

The last time Fu Sheng was temporarily marked was before she crossed over, it was not known how long ago, and now the glands are as clean as new, without any traces.

Xiang Wan took a look, and suddenly blushed. She turned her back like a goose, and did not forget to tell Uncle Lu: "You must be gentle, Teacher Fu is afraid of pain."

"I'm not afraid." Fu Sheng broke the stage.

"I just have one request, wash it clean."

Uncle Lu sighed, dragged out a large box from behind the sofa, smashed it on the table, lifted the lid of the box with one hand, and there was a layer of unnamed utensils neatly stacked inside.

Under the light, there was a cold light.

"Kids, society is progressing, and medicine will never stand still."

As Uncle Lu muttered, he broke open an ampoule with one hand, sucked it up with a syringe, and injected more points around Fu Sheng's glands.

"Thank you for the science, thank you for the anesthetic!" Uncle Lu said.

Xiang Wan: "...Thank you, anesthetics are already available, but you couldn't afford them before."

"Wrong!" Uncle Lu retorted: "My income is stable, when can I afford it?"

"I don't have a channel, I can't buy it!"

Fu Sheng chuckled, it is indeed rare to see someone like Uncle Lu who is so fresh and refined.

I don't know if Uncle Lu and Xiang Wan were chatting and bickering to divert her attention, or if the anesthetic had worked. Fu Sheng didn't feel anything at all, his heart was stable and light, and he could even faintly feel it. To the original body's longing for a new life.

About half an hour later, there was the sound of metal hitting behind him. Uncle Lu put the surgical instruments back into the box and said softly, "Okay, it's over."

Fu Sheng touched the back of his neck, the gland was wrapped with a small piece of gauze, and his hands were wet and sticky.

"I rubbed the medicine on you, you can usually cover it with your hair, and you can just take off the gauze in two days." Uncle Lu explained while cleaning up the countertop.

"Don't move." Xiang Wan turned around and helped Fu Sheng tidy her hair carefully, carefully helping her cover the gauze with her hair so as not to touch any wounds.

"Does it hurt?" Xiang Wan asked.

"It doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt at all."

Xiang Wan held Fu Sheng's hand, Fu Sheng's palm was still warm and dry, but Xiang Wan was already in a cold sweat.

She also realized this, pulled her hand back in embarrassment, and found a tissue to wipe her hands.

Fu Sheng stood up from his seat, as if he was in a dream.

That's it!Elution label, as simple as that?

From now on, she, Fu Sheng, can make a clean break with the past, and start a new life together with her original body?

"You're just a temporary mark, it's just a matter of being bitten, how can it be so complicated?" Uncle Lu complained while packing up his things.

"And that alpha who once marked you is really that rare kind of weak, if..." Uncle Lu glanced at Xiang Wan, and changed direction urgently, "If he meets a really strong alpha, he will be there as soon as possible." Get down on your knees and let them fuck you."

"Ahem." Xiang Wan heard that Uncle Lu's words became more and more relentless, bringing out the habit of swearing in the slums, so he hurriedly stopped him.

Uncle Lu: "Sorry, children."

Fu Sheng also pretended not to hear Uncle Lu's words, and brought the topic back to the operation itself.

"Then... those hospitals are unwilling to do it. I thought it was a life-threatening operation."

Uncle Lu said: "Life is at stake? They just don't want to take responsibility. What if the patient regrets it after finishing the treatment? What if the alpha regrets it? Without the alpha's signature, they won't be able to tell at that time."

"In the end, it's just the hospital's self-protection measures."

Fu Sheng looked at Uncle Lu, and Uncle Lu spread his hands: "A barefoot doctor like me is never afraid of causing trouble. If something goes wrong, I'll run away."

Uncle Lu belittled his ability and character to nothing, but Xiang Wan knew that he was selling medicine while doing research, and by the way, he was helping the residents here with inconvenient treatments elsewhere. He had lived here for a long time.

He never missed a shot, let alone absconded without fear of crime.

Xiang Wan glanced at the back of Fu Sheng's neck again. It was clean and covered by the loose long hair, as if nothing had happened.

Unlike back then, when it was painful and bloody, Uncle Lu was much more proficient in his craft.

In recent years, she has come here less often, and the slums are quite different from those in those days.

Fu Sheng pulled out the account ID on the phone and asked Uncle Lu, "How much?"

For the first time in history, Uncle Lu didn't ask for money. He glanced at Xiang Wan, leaned against the door frame and said coolly, "Let's put it in Miss Xiang's account."

Seeing that Fu Sheng still had a hesitant look on his face, Uncle Lu hated iron for being weak:

"Let me tell you, Omega has to learn to pamper herself. If she has some money, she should pay it!"

The author has something to say: Xiang Wan:?Lao Lu, who are you connoting?

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The plot needs it, and there is no intention to belittle medical workers. I am also a medical student, and I can understand the difficulties of doctors very well. I also hope that the babies who read the article will be more patient and understanding to medical workers.In addition, if you are not feeling well, you must seek medical treatment as soon as possible, and do not try to go to any informal medical institutions!