Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Boss Pretends to Be Well After He's Gone Mad

Chapter 27 Violent Aesthetics: Yandere Male Ghost Top VS Arrogant, Sharp-tongued, Wealthy Human Bott

After observing for several days, the doctor finally understood.

When Young Master Jiang isn't around, this Alpha wouldn't even blink if he were stabbed, let alone have his stitches removed. But once Young Master Jiang is around, even pulling out a single hair would make this Alpha cry out in pain.

Therefore, based on his years of medical experience, the doctor quickly found the root cause of Shang Shi's illness and accurately diagnosed it.

Sure enough, the moment he finished speaking, the boy looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his pupils almost popping out, and his smiling eyes suddenly turned incredibly ruthless.

Suddenly, a strange sense of oppression swept over me.

Jiang Xiyu naturally noticed Shang Shi's expression as well. Shang Shi smiled and narrowed his eyes, but his expression clearly said, "I'm not happy."

What the doctor said made him unhappy.

Jiang Xiyu leaned her arm slightly against the armrest, shifting to a more comfortable position, and continued sitting. She showed no intention of leaving, instead stating definitively, "Please continue. He won't call anymore."

Jiang Xiyu was afraid that if she went out, it would be uncertain who would remove the stitches from whom.

Seeing that Jiang Xiyu had no intention of leaving, Shang Shi decided to stop while he was ahead and obediently cooperated.

The ward finally quieted down.

After the stitches were removed, things calmed down for a short while. Then, Shang Shi reached up and touched the back of his head, where the bald spot was caused by the surgery. He looked as if the sky had fallen, and his eyes welled up with tears.

Jiang Xiyu patiently listened to him ask again and again what to do, but in reality, the wound wasn't big, and Shang Shi's hair at the back of his head was a bit long, so it could be completely covered.

Jiang Xiyu originally wanted to tell him to shut up coldly over such a small matter, but when she inadvertently met Shang Shi's wet eyes, the words that were about to come out of her mouth unconsciously changed and became, "Tie your hair up."

Shang Shi curled her hand, which was stuck in her hair, and the corner of her lips slightly turned up. Then she obediently began to smooth her hair back, while the short hairs that were longer than her eyebrows were neatly tucked behind her ears.

Disheveled, soft, her whole body was so white it seemed to be glowing.

Her face was so beautiful that even the strands of her hair were unbelievably pretty.

Even the shimmering sunlight in the ward paled in comparison to him.

The nurses stared in amazement, their faces flushing in unison. Their eyes darted around shyly as they complimented him on his good looks and cuteness.

If I had to describe it, the atmosphere would be like a room filled with pink heart-shaped bubbles.

There was only one person, expressionless.

"Go buy him a hair tie." Jiang Xiyu didn't look at Shang Shi again, and waved her hand to signal her assistant, "Hurry up."

"Okay." The assistant snapped out of his daze and, on his way out, called away all the nurses who were daydreaming.

Shang Shi turned around, waved, and smiled as she made a request to her assistant: "Assistant, could you please buy me a strawberry hair tie? Thank you."

Upon hearing that address, the assistant stumbled violently, then hurriedly ran away, his back view showing signs of weariness.

As a fellow Alpha, he clearly suffered greatly at the hands of Shang Shi.

Jiang Xiyu sighed softly.

After the ward door was closed, Shang Shi walked up to Jiang Xiyu. His eyes looked bright, but the corners of his eyes were red, and his pupils were filled with Jiang Xiyu's image.

He half-squatted down in front of Jiang Xiyu, one hand resting on Jiang Xiyu's crossed knees, the other hand reaching behind his head, casually grasping his gathered hair.

Shang Shi tilted her head slightly to look at him and asked in a coquettish tone, "Brother, am I cute?"

Jiang Xiyu: "..."

As she said this, a few strands of Shang Shi's hair playfully fell onto Jiang Xiyu's knees. The warmth of her palm covering his knees intertwined with the strands of hair, instantly making Jiang Xiyu's scalp tingle.

His face was stiff as he lowered his eyes and stared at Shang Shi for a long time.

Shang Shi smiled, her eyes curving like crescent moons, seemingly eagerly awaiting his answer.

Jiang Xiyu opened her lips, but didn't know what to say.

After a long while, he finally put his leg down.

The two faced off in silence.

Jiang Xiyu's eyes were filled with complex emotions, and she couldn't quite put her finger on it. The words she instinctively wanted to say in response, "Don't act cute, it's disgusting," remained unspoken.

Seeing Shang Shi's determined look, Jiang Xiyu remained silent for a while before swallowing her words and squeezing out a strained utterance of agreement: "Mm."

He simply hates trouble.

Because if Jiang Xiyu disagrees, Shang Shi will shamelessly keep pressing him for answers.

Because Jiang Xiyu's spirit had been constantly being worn down by Shang Shi lately, he had, unusually, managed to get a handle on this brat's temper.

Simply put, if he goes along with him, Shang Shi will at least pretend to be obedient.

On the contrary, if Jiang Xiyu doesn't go along with him, he will do all sorts of shameless things, like crying and looking for him, complaining to the other patients on the same floor that he was abandoned by his Alpha husband. Even worse, if Jiang Xiyu is even slightly late, he will stand guard like a stone lion at the hospital entrance, waiting anxiously.

As a result, the entire hospital was abuzz with the story of a more affordable alternative to "Shang Baochuan and Jiang Pinggui," where a devoted omega waited patiently for an alpha for tens of minutes, a sight that brought tears to the eyes of all who heard it and saddened all who saw it.

The only one who doesn't rely on emotional intelligence and remains clear-headed is probably the security guard, whose workload has increased dramatically.

Regardless of time or place.

He would do anything that would embarrass Jiang Xiyu to the point of tearing the earth apart.

As time went by, Jiang Xiyu, who had been constantly surrounded by gossip, finally became truly obedient.

He truly believed that Shang Shi was there for revenge.

However, instead of using bloody physical attacks, he chose a more perverse mental attack, which drove Jiang Xiyu even more crazy than the previous one.

Therefore, in order to avoid being executed, Jiang Xiyu once again chose to compromise.

He thought that as long as Shang Shi was willing to continue pretending to be obedient, he would grit his teeth and comply a little.

Upon sensing the warmth rubbing against his knee, Jiang Xiyu instantly dismissed the idea of ​​compromise.

I'll go along with your wishes!

Jiang Xiyu aimed a swift, powerful kick at Shang Shi's abdomen, delivering a kick with full force, clearly intended to kill him.

Unexpectedly, Shang Shi, who was squatting in front of him, not only did not dodge, but also obediently took the kick. The hand that was subconsciously restrained on his ankle subtly reduced Jiang Xiyu's strength.

Even so, the force of that kick was not light.

Shang Shi groaned in pain, looked up at Jiang Xiyu from below, a faint, smug smile hidden in his eyes.

That look in his eyes was anything but normal.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Xiyu's expression cracked slightly. After a while, realizing the extent of Shang Shi's perversion, the veins on his forehead throbbed violently, and he struggled to pull his foot back.

Shang Shi lowered his eyes and stared intently at the erratic breathing. Dopamine was being released rapidly, causing Shang Shi to become blank and confused. After this repeated process, Shang Shi finally gave in as if possessed.

In that instant, he forgot to maintain his usual obedience, and the strong emotions hidden deep in his eyes almost overflowed with his gaze.

Jiang Xiyu gritted her teeth in shock: "Shang Shi! Let go!"

No matter how much he struggled, the hand gripping his calf didn't move an inch. It was long, slender, and fair, truly beautiful, but it was like an ornament nailed to Jiang Xiyu's leg, impossible to remove no matter what he did.

Anyone looking at him could sense the Alpha's immense power and dominance through the slightly bulging veins.

Jiang Xiyu was furious. She grabbed Shang Shi's hair with her long, slender fingers and tried to pull him away.

Just then, the door creaked open from the outside.

The assistant, who had just returned with the hair ties, and the bodyguard waiting outside, were stunned when they unexpectedly witnessed this scene between the two.

Their faces were blank.

Jiang Xiyu's face was also blank.

The air seemed to freeze, a deathly silence as if the world had been destroyed.

From the doorway, inside the ward, the Alpha sitting on the sofa had a tense jaw, a sharp and cold expression, and one leg was bent, looking every bit like the master. In front of him, another Alpha was kneeling, his shoulders and back tense.

His overly long hair obscured Alpha's face, while another strong arm was gripping his head.

"..."

What are you doing?

What are they doing?!

For a moment, everything inside and outside the ward seemed to freeze.

After a long while, Jiang Xiyu's hand, which was trapped in Shang Shi's hair, clenched tightly. His movements were anything but gentle as he pulled Shang Shi's hair away from his head.

Shang Shi, in pain, immediately begged for mercy in a coquettish manner: "Ouch, it hurts so much, brother, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Before he could yell at the brat to shut up, Jiang Xiyu mechanically turned his head, his face cold and even somewhat pale, and said to his assistant, "I don't know how to do hair. You, come here and do it for him."

His tone sounded so angry that it was somewhat broken.

Forced to look up at Shang Shi, he winked playfully upon hearing this: "..."