PA chapter 11

By the time the car left the underground parking lot, it was already dusk, and Qu Baiyuan asked him what he wanted to eat. Lin Sheng glanced at his phone and said, “I have to go back. I’m going to watch Chu Liang’s match later. There’s no time to go out for dinner.”

Qu Baiyuan was also present when they made plans with Chu Liang yesterday, but he seemed to have forgotten about it. He said regretfully, “Really? I thought I could spend the evening with you.”

Lin Sheng also didn’t want to be apart from him, so he said, “Do you want to come with me?” Then he muttered to himself, “But the boxing arena is noisy and crowded, you might not like it.”

Qu Baiyuan gripped the steering wheel and said, “As long as you’re there, I’ll like it.”

Lin Sheng became happy.

He had to go home first. Qu Baiyuan parked the car in the usual spot and walked hand in hand with him to the entrance of his building.

“Wait for me a moment,” Lin Sheng’s eyes curved, “I’ll come down when I count to three hundred.”

Qu Baiyuan thought he was being childish yet adorable, so he pinched his cheek and said, “Okay.”

It seemed like Lin Sheng couldn’t bear to be apart from Qu Baiyuan even for a minute. When they reached the staircase, he turned back reluctantly and glanced back before running upstairs.

While waiting downstairs, Qu Baiyuan saw a spirited old man coming out of the hallway. The old man gave him a scrutinizing look, and Qu Baiyuan felt that he bore some resemblance to Lin Sheng.

Before long, Lin Sheng came panting down the stairs, with a black restraint patch on the back of his neck.

“My grandfather just went out. Did you see him?”

“I did, but I didn’t greet him.”

Lin Sheng laughed, “What would you even say to him? That you’re my boyfriend?”

“I’d say I’m your Alpha,” he pointed to the back of Lin Sheng’s neck, “Why did you change it? Are you uncomfortable?”

“No,” Lin Sheng pulled him towards the exit, “there are a lot of people in the arena, so this patch is more reassuring.”

Qu Baiyuan thought about how Lin Sheng could be influenced by other Alphas’ pheromones and felt a slight pressure on his heart. “Are you all easily influenced by Alpha pheromones?”

“During heat, we’re more susceptible, but usually it’s fine. Ordinary restraint patches are enough.”

“Have you ever been influenced by someone else?”

“Occasionally, but it passes quickly.”

Qu Baiyuan once again affirmed his belief that the design of glands was very contrary to human nature.

Daisen was the most famous combat bar in City C and had been around for many years. It was said that the owner had a strong background, and many well-known professional fighters would come to compete.

Qu Baiyuan drove them nearby, and they grabbed a bite to eat casually.

The bar didn’t allow minors to enter, so Lin Sheng took Qu Baiyuan through the back alleys and into the fire escape passage.

Inside was another world, with dim red lights, lively noise, and spotlights shining on the boxing ring. People were cheering as two individuals fought in the cage. The scent of various pheromones mixed together, making it hard to breathe.

Lin Sheng seemed to be a regular here. Along the way, he greeted several people.

Chu Liang’s match hadn’t started yet. Lin Sheng found a quiet corner at the bar and sat down with Qu Baiyuan. Just as they sat down, a familiar face approached them—it was Tang Zhiyu, whom he had fought in last year’s finals.

Tang Zhiyu seemed happy to see Lin Sheng and came over with a drink in hand. He exclaimed loudly, “Lin Sheng! I haven’t seen you in ages!”

Lin Sheng smiled at him and then Tang Zhiyu glanced at Qu Baiyuan, raising his glass to him, “Is this a new face in the circle? I haven’t seen him before.”

Lin Sheng replied, “He’s my boyfriend.”

Tang Zhiyu’s expression paused noticeably, and he awkwardly greeted them.

Qu Baiyuan keenly sensed his discomfort and hostility, so he reached out and wrapped his arm around Lin Sheng’s shoulder, nodding at him in a gesture of assertion, much like a lion declaring its dominance, and said, “Hello.”

Tang Zhiyu sat down beside Lin Sheng and asked him, “Did you bring your boyfriend to watch your match?”

“No, we’re here to watch Chu Liang.”

“Oh,” Tang Zhiyu took a sip of his drink and then turned to him, “When are you going to have another match with me?”

Lin Sheng smirked mischievously, “I’m not going to compete with you again. Beating you was too much hard work.”

Tang Zhiyu’s gaze towards Lin Sheng made Qu Baiyuan feel uncomfortable, especially considering their past intimacy. Qu Baiyuan didn’t like this place; he found it intellectually inferior and crude.

Like the other Alphas here, Tang Zhiyu didn’t restrain his pheromones. His scent was that of strong liquor, with a hint of provocation.

The ingrained instinct of displaying dominance and aggression among Alphas made Qu Baiyuan unable to ignore this provocation, so he no longer attempted to suppress his own pheromones. This time, it wasn’t a faint scent of tea but a rich, almost bitter aroma, intense and dominating.

As Lin Sheng was embraced by him, he immediately felt weak all over. The moment his skin came into contact with the pheromones, he even felt a layer of goosebumps forming, his hair standing on end as if there were a faint electric current flowing over it. The pain from his glands responding to the Alpha pheromones was almost unbearable, almost making him want to cry out. He stood up from the chair, only to collapse weakly. Qu Baiyuan caught him, and with little strength, Lin Sheng grabbed Qu Baiyuan’s arm and whispered in his ear, “I feel very uncomfortable, take me outside.”

During the moment Qu Baiyuan released his pheromones, Tang Zhiyu unexpectedly felt a sense of fear of being suppressed by a higher-ranking Alpha.

As professional fighters, even being suppressed for a second during a match could lead to an irreversible defeat. That’s why they underwent long-term training to resist higher-ranking pheromones. Tang Zhiyu considered himself seasoned in battles, but the feeling of suppression he had just experienced was unprecedented.

By the time he regained his senses, Qu Baiyuan had already picked up Lin Sheng and was carrying him out.

Lin Sheng hugged Qu Baiyuan’s neck, burying his head in his chest, trembling slightly.

“It hurts…” Lin Sheng said.

“Where does it hurt?”

“My glands…” Lin Sheng was on the verge of tears.

Qu Baiyuan thought he was ill. He almost ran out of the main entrance with him, and people automatically made way for him when they saw his anxious expression.

When they reached the parking spot, Qu Baiyuan put Lin Sheng in the passenger seat, fastened his seatbelt, and gently kissed his forehead. “Hold on, I’ll take you to the hospital right away.”

He drove quickly, but Lin Sheng struggled for a moment and said, “No, I can’t take it anymore. I need to take off the suppressive patch.”

Qu Baiyuan didn’t understand, so he glanced at Lin Sheng while driving. He saw Lin Sheng tear off the black suppressive patch. In an instant, the milky scent of pheromones exploded in the confined space of the car, almost causing Qu Baiyuan to lose control. He slammed on the brakes, and the car behind them almost rear-ended them.

He watched the car behind them cursing as it swerved past them, and it took a lot of effort to finally pull over to the side of the road.

Lin Sheng was panting, tears streaming down uncontrollably, his beautiful brows knitted together in pain. He grabbed Qu Baiyuan’s hand, trembling, and said, “Mark me.”

Qu Baiyuan looked at him with widened eyes, feeling a sense of panic rising in his heart.

With tears in his eyes, Lin Sheng leaned in, his eyes downcast, and slowly brought his lips closer, as if to kiss him.

Qu Baiyuan grabbed his shoulders and pushed him away slightly.

With tearful eyes, Lin Sheng looked at him, showing a deeply hurt expression, and Qu Baiyuan’s heart ached in response.

Lin Sheng retreated and sat back, covering his face with his hands and breaking down in tears, shouting, “Go to the hospital… Hurry up and fucking take me to the hospital!”

Qu Baiyuan started the car again, feeling anxious at Lin Sheng’s tears. He freed one hand to reach for Lin Sheng, but this time, Lin Sheng shook him off.

As soon as they arrived at the hospital and parked the car, Lin Sheng opened the door and walked alone towards the emergency department. He was emitting pheromones all over, and people on the street turned to look at him. One Alpha, affected by him, lunged towards him, and Lin Sheng knocked him down with a punch.

Qu Baiyuan sighed and ran after him, grabbing his hand, but Lin Sheng shook him off once again.

Qu Baiyuan had no choice but to once again carry him horizontally. When Lin Sheng struggled, he said, “Behave, don’t make a scene.”

Lin Sheng stopped moving, letting him carry him into the emergency hall.

With the pheromone concentration too high, causing potential chaos in public, the nurse immediately led them into the doctor’s office.

The doctor, a young male Alpha, inquired about the situation and then had Lin Sheng and Qu Baiyuan go for blood tests.

The test results came out quickly, and he pointed to the results of both individuals, saying, “You two are very lucky, with a compatibility rate as high as 98%, which is rare.”

But neither of them seemed to show happiness at this result. The doctor asked in confusion, “Aren’t you two a couple?”

Lin Sheng remained silent, and Qu Baiyuan said, “Yes.”

“However, the concentration of omega pheromones is indeed unusually high,” he frowned at the report and asked Lin Sheng, “Do you have any family history of glandular diseases?”

At that moment, images of his mother’s unbearable pain flashed through Lin Sheng’s mind, but he subconsciously did not associate his mother with any specific illness. He shook his head and said, “No.”

The doctor wrote in the medical record, “Patient denies family history of glandular diseases,” and then asked, “When was your last heat cycle?”

“It just ended three days ago.”

“The period three to four days before and after the end of the heat cycle is also susceptible, not just those two or three days. So, at this time, exposure to high-concentration, highly compatible pheromones can potentially trigger an acute heat reaction. It seems like your body is very sensitive to the pheromones of this Alpha.”

Lin Sheng remained silent with his head bowed. The doctor continued, “Actually, all you need is a temporary marking.”

Lin Sheng’s body stiffened for a moment, and he turned his face away, prompting the doctor to sigh, “Do you usually only use suppressive patches during your heat cycles?”

“No,” Lin Sheng thought for a moment, “I use injectable suppressants more often, sometimes with enhanced injectable suppressants and patches used together.”

“Enhanced?” The doctor was surprised, “You’re still young, why do you need enhanced ones?”

“It’s for the period during the matches.”

“What matches?”

“Combat matches.”

“This is too reckless,” the doctor shook his head and wrote quickly in the medical record, “Too reckless! When did you start using them?”

“About two or three years ago.”

The doctor seemed somewhat indignant, “Your parents are too irresponsible! Enhanced suppressants are for postpartum omega use. You’re still underage, and your glandular development is not mature. The abuse of drugs has resulted in your abnormal sensitivity to Alpha pheromones. Continuously doing this, once exposed to high concentrations of pheromones, will lead to dangerous acute heat reactions.”

Lin Sheng hesitantly asked, “Then what should I do?”

“I suggest that for at least the next year, you stop using suppressants. You can use suppressive patches, but try to avoid them as much as possible and let your body recover naturally,” the doctor said, “Come back for a check-up in a year to see if your pheromone levels have returned to normal.”

The doctor glanced at Qu Baiyuan and added, “Of course, this requires the cooperation of your Alpha. When it’s time to temporarily mark during your heat cycle, it should be done.”

Qu Baiyuan hadn’t spoken yet, but Lin Sheng quickly said, “No need, just give me some medicine.”

The doctor glanced disapprovingly at Qu Baiyuan and wrote down several medications on the prescription, “Let’s go get an infusion now, and remember not to use enhanced suppressants in the future.”

Lin Sheng didn’t pay much attention to Qu Baiyuan along the way. He fetched his medicine and then went to the emergency infusion room to find a nurse to hang the drip. Qu Baiyuan followed him, feeling at a loss.

After inserting the needle and hanging the drip, Lin Sheng lay on the narrow hospital bed, facing away from Qu Baiyuan, and said, “You can leave.”