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It has been quite a long time since Song Qingshi had rescued his little angel. The protagonist shou was the most perfect patient Song Qingshi had ever encountered - taking medicine without complaining and never throwing tantrums or acting difficult. He was nothing short of an angel, in Song Qingshi's humble opinion, and his treatment was going well.
That is, on several levels but one.
The world Song Qingshi transmigrated to was an unique omegaverse world, with alphas omegas and betas, adding another level of instability to the patient's sensitive and wounded body. Long term overuse of drugs, with no regards for his body or his glands (a very important organ, as Song Qingshi learned in this world!) left the body in hormonal disbalance. As a result, his perfect angel patient had never differentiated properly, a minor issue compared to others needing his immediate attention, but as his patient got better, his body healed and recent examination showed that the glands were showing proper activity again.
In other words his angel was about to differentiate! Song Qingshi immediately drowned into different texts regarding differentiation and issues that might arise during that period. He noted down that if differentiation was passed inappropriately it could leave several lingering effects and affect a patient's quality of life. He made long notes filling the table, determined to make sure that his little angel got the best differentiation experience.
The sweet protagonist shou would certainly become an omega, so he prepared everything according to the guide- an isolated space, a cosy big bed with materials needed for nesting, and a big range of heat-relieving medicines and inhibitors, as well as artificial alpha pheromones, if needed.
Song Qingshi stood in front of the prepared space, hands on his hips. He was ready!
However, his patient's abrupt differentiation still caught him off guard.
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Song Qingshi hummed a pleasant song while working in his lab, when he smelled something... off.
He had differentiated as an omega early, but he never got close to alphas, nor did he allow them to touch a finger on his body with his Twin Fires as a great deterrent.
His fires also had a instinctual reaction to burn any pheromone that could negatively affect his body, so he hardly ever smelled pheromones unless on objects and clothes that were left behind...
But now he seemed to smell something akin to alpha pheromones.
However, all servants in the Medicine King Valley were betas, or had their glands removed.
He stilled for a moment, pondering who could have intruded into the Medicine King Valley and just happened to release their pheromones out of unknown intention- but then he realised.
His little angel!
His little angel's differentiation was stilled by these vicious drugs used by the Phoenix Manor cultivators, and he had not differentiated yet. He had initially thought he would differentiate into an omega, like a protagonist shou should differentiate but was he wrong? Did something happen in the midst of the treatment that changed the protagonist shou's fated differentiation?
Song Qingshi had no time to ponder this as he ran out of the lab and tried to detect where his little angel was hiding. Any differentiation, into omega or alpha, could be very dangerous if not treated correctly! It was a pivotal moment in every person's life, where one mishap could influence their future health forever.
Song Qingshi used his dormant omega instincts to sniff out the pleasant pheromones and track them to their core. Despite being fiery and dangerous alpha pheromones, they smelled... pleasant, like flowing honey and sweet fruit. Song Qingshi found himself subconsciously drawn to this smell, his mind relaxing under the influence of hypnotising pheromones.
He only regained his senses as he stood in front of a storage room with its door shut. His heart pained, did his little angel feel so insecure he had to hide in the storage room without any comfort like a soft bed? In any normal differentiation, patients generally prefer the warmth and safety of their own room.
Song Qingshi stepped forward, and listened carefully, worried that something had happened to his little angel. Why was he so quiet? Did he try to harm himself again?
Song Qingshi was worried sick, and quickly burned the latch on the door with his fire, opening the door to inside.
"Yue Wuhuan, are you alright?"
He did not see anyone in the room at first, but a second glance revealed a curled up figure in the corner...
Song Qingshi quickly went over and what he saw confirmed his deepest fears. Yue Wuhuan was still releasing phermones, and Song Qingshi was affected, but he was even more affected by the sight of Yue Wuhuan clawing at his neck, not realising he was doing damage to his gland with this. Song Qingshi quickly came to the conclusion Yue Wuhuan was still being tortured by the remains of drugs in his body or his past mental trauma and came over to help him.
However, he was surprised that he did not need to use much strength- as he knelt in front of Yue Wuhuan and held his hands, trying to prevent more damage from being done to his glands, Yue Wuhuan suddenly froze and looked up, his eyes still disoriented and feral, but suddenly focusing on something else than his pain.
Song Qingshi halted and realised- Yes, as an omega, his pheromones were the best medicine for his little angel right now. He had never used his pheromones to attract other alphas and so it took him a few moments, before he realised how to release them freely. Song Qingshi hugged Yue Wuhuan, showering him in as many pheromones as he could.
"It's okay... this is just differentiation. Just relax and you'll be okay." comforted Song Qingshi, not seeing the glint in the newly differentiated alpha's eyes.
For the fresh-out-of-oven alpha Yue Wuhuan, smelling omega pheromones at this moment was like pouring oil to douse fire. Any resemblance of self-control he had before, suddenly vanished as he lowered his head onto Song Qingshi's neck sniffing the pheromones like an addict. He never understood the obsession alphas had with their omega spouses, to the point he saw them abandon all activities to spend their heat together. But now he understood a little.
The clean refreshing smell of Song Qingshi's pheromones was better than any delicacy, melting on his tongue, his mouth opened a little unconsciously, revealing the growing alpha fangs, which alphas used to mark omegas.
Song Qingshi felt the body in his arms freeze, muscles tensing up. He thought his comfort had an effect so he patted Yue Wuhuan on his back, "It's alright, I'm with you. Take the pheromones you need."
Yue Wuhuan's mind resembled a burning battlefield. One side was his weakening reason, fighting against his instincts, telling him, to stop, to push Song Qingshi! He could not defile his master, not like this!
The other side was his alpha instincts, telling him to take in the pheromones... There was a willing omega in his arms, he must mark him before anyone else takes him! Before, before, he is gone and leaves with some other alpha! He must move now!
Yue Wuhuan breathed deeply, trying hard to control himself but all his reason melted down in the face of the strong omega pheromones and the nape in front of his eyes. Saliva moistened his fangs, as he slowly opened his mouth...
Song Qingshi fell Yue Wuhuan hugging him back with full force. It was a bit suffocating, but seeing his angel in such predicament made him feel like it was nothing compared to his little angel's suffering. He immediately tried to comfort his precious disciple, staying still in his embrace and releasing even more pheromones.
Then, suddenly he felt a tongue on his neck and almost jumped up.
His nearly non-existent omega instincts screamed, making him realise that he forgot that an omega in front of an out-of-control alpha was not only medicine... But also a fatal temptation! The moment an omega got marked by an alpha meant they belonged to the alpha, body and mind. It was maybe a bit rash to try to comfort a raging alpha without even bringing inhibitors or anaesthetic... Qingshi realised.
But at the same time, he could not activate his burning fire to stop Yue Wuhuan from approaching. His fragile angel could not be treated like those scums outside. Song Qingshi hesitated. Maybe it would be fine if he just let him mark him?
But after the initial licking, his little angel seems to have fallen asleep, his head resting in the crook of his neck, only his heavy breathing showing that he was still alive. Song Qingshi carefully tried to move away from the suffocating embrace, one leg at a time.
But then, seemingly sleeping alpha instantly activated, white teeth flashing in the darkness and catching Song Qingshi's neck like a hunter pressing down its prey before killing it. Song Qingshi felt a buzz in his mind and his body instantly softened from the pressure on his glands.
At this moment, he knew that as an omega he was on the mercy of the alpha. He closed his eyes, expecting pain from teeth piercing his glands. He knew that at this moment. Yue Wuhuan was not sober and his mind was filled with instinctual desire.
However the expected pain did not come. Yue Wuhuan just held his glands in his teeth, like a cat picking up its kitten by its nape.
Song Qingshi thought that maybe he thought it through and asked softly, "Do you want to return to your room?"
Yue Wuhuan seemed to think about it for a moment. Then the world spun in front of Song Qingshi as he was suddenly lifted and held horizontally, then quickly carried out of the storage room with broken door.
It was already late in the night, and no servants were seen around but Song Qingshi was still embarrassed, "Would you like to put me down?"
Yue Wuhuan didn't reply, but the increasing pheromone pressure replied for him. Song Qingshi didn't try again, his mind filled by the strong pheromones and how good they smelled. He zoned out for a moment, and the next second, they were in Yue Wuhuan's room.
Song Qingshi realised slowly he was pressed down on Yue Wuhuan's bed, and something heavy was laying on him.
Song Qingshi could not move so he tried to speak, "Yue Wuhuan... How are you feeling?"
His voice seemed to awaken the unmoving alpha on his back, and he heard his hoarse voice for the first time,
"It burns."
Song Qingshi's heart shrank with pain, he wanted to turn around and hug his precious angel and give him all the medicine immediately, but his rational mind knew that differentiation could not be hurried with other methods. It was something that had to come naturally.
He lifted his head a bit and realised that around him were different colorful clothes, that Yue Wuhuan got from who-knows-where. However, right in the center, there was him and Yue Wuhuan who was desperately taking in his scent. It was as if a stray bird suddenly found a treasure and brought it to his nest immediately. It could not stay away from it for a second, placing it in the center of the nest and curling up on it, like incubating the most precious egg.
Song Qingshi realised how much he was treasured by his angel, so that he did not want to hurt a hair on him, despite his alpha instincts making him want to bite and devour the unmarked omega underneath him.
Song Qingshi could not turn around, but he still released more of omega pheromones and whispered,
"Here you go. It's okay if you want to bite too- as long as you don't hurt anymore."
Warm liquid seeped onto him, he thought for a moment, was Yue Wuhuan crying? But no, he seemed to smell a scent of blood among the overpowering pheromones. He realised Yue Wuhuan's scratches along his neck and glands must have opened while he was carrying him, and he blamed himself for a moment, wondering why didn't he think of that earlier.
His little angel's wounds should have been treated by him right away! He couldn't let him bleed-
His train of thought was interrupted as Yue Wuhuan seemed to understand his answer and started lightly gnawing on the back of his neck.
A shiver ran through him, his back arched up subconsciously, this feeling... It was like an electric current rushing through him, he never imagined omega's glands could be so sensitive. If they were pierced through, wouldn't he cry immediately?
Song Qingshi tensed up, and cried out, "Wait-wait!"
But it was too late, the alpha's newly grown fangs sank into his gland on that second, bringing a sudden influx of pain and pleasure mixed together, the pheromones rushing into his glands suddenly wiping his mind clean.
At that moment, he had no thoughts, he only felt he was surrounded by soft fluffy feathers, like a gem in a phoenix's nest, his mind blank and satisfied, like this was where he was meant to be.
Time passed unknowingly, and as he came to himself, he realised tears were running down his face. So he really cried from being marked...
He tried to turn around and managed to, the hold keeping him still disappeared. He looked to the side and saw Yue Wuhuan had passed out, clumps of hair soaked with blood from his injured neck.
Song Qingshi's mind exploded, his poor little angel!
Forgetting about his own bitten gland, he quickly disinfected and bandaged the wounds.
Then he breathed a sigh of relief, realising that he had saved his little angel again. As for being marked... A true doctor would not hold it against his innocent patient! Not to mention, he gave his agreement!
Not realising the kind of hell that would break loose the day that An Long heard news of him being marked by an alpha, he got up cheerfully. Now that his little angel had differentiated, he was confident next round of treatment would go well. After all, he heard that omega pheromones could work as an anaesthetic... Maybe he could experiment with them the next time Yue Wuhuan needed an acupuncture?