Chapter 61: The Rose Scent Again~

Mo Shiyan opened the medical kit, took out some cotton swabs and ointment, and prepared to treat Jiang Zihan’s wounds.

Seeing this, Jiang Zihan immediately straightened himself and said, "You don’t need to take care of me. These looked severe, but they’re only superficial wounds, and would heal by themselves in a few days."

"Hiss—"

He wanted to continue speaking when his agitation tugged at the bruise on the corner of his mouth, and his voice immediately lowered.

Then, it was as if he suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, I remember that you were also injured. Didn’t Bai Lan give you a punch in the abdomen? Let me see your wound."

He reached out with concern and was planning to lift the hem of Mo Shiyan’s shirt. Just at this time, his wrist was held onto by Mo Shiyan. Jiang Zihan lifted his head, his eyes filled with confusion.

"Don’t move," Mo Shiyan commanded, his voice low and hoarse, sounding a bit seductive.

Jiang Zihan was stunned for a moment, somehow feeling that the back of his neck was a bit warm. He subconsciously placed a hand by his gland. My scent gland... why is it heating up again?

Just as Jiang Zihan was hesitating whether he should go see the doctor over the weekend to find out what was causing it, he felt that the hem of the shirt was suddenly pulled out of his hands.

Mo Shiyan stepped back a little, wanting to walk away. For some reason, Jiang Zihan reached further and grabbed the hem of Mo Shiyan’s shirt again. Suddenly, he sensed a scent of rose surrounding him.

Under that scent, Jiang Zihan felt that his body began to heat up. He subconsciously wanted to close the distance between Mo Shiyan, but accidentally tripped over himself and stumbled toward Mo Shiyan.

Mo Shiyan instinctively caught him in his embrace, but the sudden impact made him stagger backward. In order to not fall onto the floor, he used some power and forced himself to change his direction and brought Jiang Zihan to fall together with him on the bed with a soft thud.

The rose scent drifted past Jiang Zihan’s nose and had become even thicker than before. His gaze started to become hazy, as though it had been covered by a layer of mist. "Shiyan..." he murmured softly, unconsciously moving closer toward the location where the scent came from.

Mo Shiyan couldn’t really pay his attention to Jiang Zihan this time, because his own body had also begun to burn with heat under the influence of that light scent of fresh oranges—that was the scent of Jiang Zihan’s pheromones. The scent had caused him to gain the desire to bite on Jiang Zihan’s gland and leave a permanent mark.

He shook his head, trying to control his desire. Then he sat back up from bed and gently placed Jiang Zihan back onto the bed before he staggered toward the bathroom. However, before he could do so, he suddenly felt something press against his back.

Mo Shiyan lowered his head and realized that it was Jiang Zihan’s arms that had wrapped around his waist. The scent of pheromones constantly drifted past his nose, causing him to nearly lose his mind.

To make Jiang Zihan let go, he could only use a bit more strength to pull Jiang Zihan’s arms away from his waist. Then he turned around and struck the back of Jiang Zihan’s neck, causing him to lose consciousness.

Then he left Jiang Zihan’s room and returned to his own bedroom. He injected himself with a dose of rut suppressant and felt much better. After sitting on the floor for a few minutes to allow his body temperature to decrease, he slowly walked back into Jiang Zihan’s bedroom and searched around the drawers for heat suppressants, then injected it into him.

After all that, he let out a long breath. He placed a hand on Jiang Zihan’s forehead and could sense that his body temperature was a bit lower than before.

When he thought that everything was over, he sensed the heat spreading through his body again; this time it was coming even stronger than before.

Mo Shiyan pulled his collar a bit lower to try to cool himself, though it didn’t work at all. He reached out and injected another dose of rut suppressant into his arm, but it wasn’t as useful as it was before.

He panted heavily, and just as he was able to lose consciousness, his mind suddenly flashed through the words that the doctor had once said to him:

Secondary presentation is very difficult to overcome alone, and heat suppressants are generally ineffective. If you force yourself to pass your rut with suppressants, then the next time it comes, it’ll be even harder to control.

The best way is to find an Omega and mark him.

"Damn it!"

Mo Shiyan turned his head and took a look at Jiang Zihan before walking out of his bedroom. He stepped into the bathroom and instinctively locked the door behind him. Then he turned the bathtub faucet to cold water, climbed into the bathtub, and sat down.

The water level continued to rise. He lowered himself in the tub such that the cold water could wash over his face. Usually this method would work perfectly, but it seemed like it wasn’t as effective as he thought this time.

He had once had the thought of marking Jiang Zihan, though it only appeared for less than a second before it was totally wiped by his consciousness. He did not want to force him this way.

He allowed his mind to go completely blank as his whole body was in the water. He wasn’t sure about how long the time had passed, but not long after, the bathroom had only the sound of running water.

The doctor had not exaggerated; this rut was proven to be much more difficult to endure than he had anticipated.