The Villain’s Too Busy Holding Her Waist to Destroy the World [Quick Transmigration] 6

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Later, a nurse pushed a small cart out of the hallway. The lights suddenly dimmed, and a quiet stillness swept in, filling the empty hospital room.

The water in the bathroom hadn’t dried yet. Luo Yueqing listened to the rustling sounds behind her and judged that the other person had already gotten under the covers and was lying down.

From then until now, nothing untoward had happened, which brought a strange sense of relief to both Luo Yueqing and the system.

Sleep had not yet come for her. She picked up her phone and turned it on. The faint light illuminated her exquisite face. A moment later, she put it down again.

When other people transmigrated to other worlds, they were either born into wealth and nobility or at least powerful families. At worst, they were poor and orphaned, but at least they weren’t in debt.

But the original host was burdened by her parents and saddled with debt. The moment she opened her phone, she was greeted by debt collection messages.

The thought of it gave Luo Yueqing a headache. She suddenly envied the great villain behind her. At least her parents were alive, and she had a corporation and a fortune to inherit. She was the one who should be turning evil.

Xi Zhoulu, the subject of her grumbling, was clearly not asleep either. She had just forced down some plain congee, and her stomach was bloated. Plus, she had been lying down all day, so it was hard to fall asleep.

The night wind blew the osmanthus blossoms from downstairs, and dew condensed on the veins of the leaves. Luo Yueqing picked up her phone again, then put it down. The person behind her tossed and turned with difficulty, pulling back the thin blanket that had slipped off.

A little while later, Luo Yueqing also turned over, facing the dark ceiling. It wasn’t completely dark; a dim yellow night light was left on in the corner. But being in a hospital room, it always felt oppressive and hard to see clearly.

“Miss Xi, still awake?” she suddenly asked. Perhaps because her voice was very soft, it lacked its usual flirtatiousness.

Xi Zhoulu pulled the blanket up, her eyes wide open. She paused. She hadn’t wanted to speak, but then she remembered what had happened earlier. A sliver of guilt gnawed at her, so she replied, “Not at the moment.”

Luo Yueqing took the opportunity to ask, “Not used to sleeping in the same room with someone else?”

“It’s alright,” Xi Zhoulu replied coolly.

“Never happened before?”

Xi Zhoulu frowned but still answered, “I’ve never stayed with an Alpha before.”

She hadn’t wanted to answer, but because she had gone too far earlier, she still felt a bit guilty and was thus more tolerant than usual.

Luo Yueqing chuckled softly. “Then I’m quite honored.”

Xi Zhoulu didn’t feel happy about this sudden flattery. In fact, she frowned slightly.

“Don’t worry, I undergo a spiritual power control assessment every month. Oh, right, I was tested this afternoon too. It’s very stable,” Luo Yueqing said with a laugh in her voice, making the troublesome matter sound easy.

The spiritual power assessment was a mandatory test for every Spiritual Guidance Counselor. They had to ensure their spiritual power was stable enough to control themselves before they could work in this field and treat patients.

At the same time, a sufficiently stable spiritual power also allowed Alphas or Omegas to better control their pheromones, susceptible periods, and other issues. At the very least, they wouldn’t randomly mark others during their susceptible period, nor would they cause the pheromones of those around them to become chaotic.

Luo Yueqing was currently reassuring the other woman, indicating that she didn’t need to worry about sharing a room with an Alpha like her.

Hearing this, Xi Zhoulu just nodded. She had actually known this already.

While Luo Yueqing was washing up earlier, a subordinate had come into the room to explain what had happened during the day. He had then handed her Luo Yueqing’s spiritual power assessment report and stated that there were guards on both sides of the room who would rush in the moment Xi Zhoulu called out.

That was why she was lying here so calmly. Her current sleeplessness was simply because she couldn’t fall asleep.

Perhaps because the other’s attitude was good, Xi Zhoulu’s voice softened. She explained a little, then said, “Doctor Luo has had a long day. You should rest early.”

She paused, then continued, “If anything happens, I’ll wake you.”

As her voice fell, the sound of rustling fabric suddenly sounded. Luo Yueqing turned over at once, lying on her side to face Xi Zhoulu.

Xi Zhoulu’s hand couldn’t help but move toward the edge of the bed.

Luo Yueqing saw it but didn’t mention it. Instead, she said, “If Miss Xi can’t sleep either, why don’t we have a short treatment session?”

“Hm?”

“About half an hour of spiritual guidance? That way, you can be discharged sooner,” Luo Yueqing continued, her tone frank, as if she had no ulterior motives.

Xi Zhoulu’s heart stirred. Perhaps it was the lingering guilt, or perhaps she wanted to be discharged sooner. After a moment’s hesitation, she agreed.

In the next second, Luo Yueqing threw off her covers, got out of bed, dragged over the nearby chair, and sat down by the hospital bed. The whole process was smooth and seamless, as if she couldn’t wait.

This made the other, more suspicious Omega feel that something was amiss. Just as she was about to refuse, she heard Luo Yueqing’s casual question, “How are you feeling now?”

“Alright,” Xi Zhoulu replied subconsciously.

In fact, her condition was already quite good. She had been tormented by spiritual power instability for some time, from occasional sharp pains at the beginning to persistent headaches and even fainting. If Luo Yueqing hadn’t briefly sorted it out for her yesterday, her condition today would probably have been even worse.

Luo Yueqing raised an eyebrow. Having received all of the original host’s memories, she was naturally very clear about this person’s condition. She didn’t know how much this person could endure, to be able to remain vigilant and suspicious even while suffering from severe pain.

Her tone shifted, and she said directly, “Then do you need to relax a bit?”

“Don’t be too nervous. Miss Xi, you should have felt our compatibility. It won’t be particularly difficult,” Luo Yueqing soothed in a gentle voice.

“Don’t be too tense. If anything feels wrong, you can call a stop at any time.”

“Come on, take a few deep breaths…”

Luo Yueqing leaned back in her chair. Even at this moment, she seemed somewhat flippant and casual. She leaned back, one leg crossed over the other, the tip of her foot tapping up and down. The silk nightgown she wore lifted and fell with the movement, revealing a small glimpse of scenery.

The clouds outside gathered together, as thick as stone slabs, obscuring the sky without a trace of light.

Xi Zhoulu pressed her lips together, her gaze shifting away from the other person. She followed her instructions and took a deep breath, and then a tide of spiritual power rushed toward her.

It was a feeling that was hard to describe in words, like being wrapped in a warm nest. Her perennially cold fingertips gradually warmed up, and even her paralyzed legs felt a rare sense of comfort.

The frown that had unknowingly formed on Xi Zhoulu’s brow smoothed out, and her hand gripping the side of the bed also loosened a little.

The woman sitting by the bed gradually leaned closer, bending down. The collar of her thin nightgown slipped, and her long hair cascaded down, brushing against the back of the other’s hand.

It was quiet all around, with only the distant chirping of insects to be heard.

Compared to the Omega with the steady breathing, Luo Yueqing was clearly having a harder time.

The effect of their compatibility was also affecting her. On one hand, she was being pulled into a gentle embrace; on the other, she had to maintain her rationality and control her spiritual power to conduct the guidance.

The situation was more difficult than she had imagined. After all, last time was just a brief glimpse. Now, with Xi Zhoulu’s cooperation, she realized just how serious the other’s condition was.

Strands of spiritual energy were tangled into knots, bouncing around in her mind like tumbleweeds blown by the wind, desperately searching for the only way out in this harsh desert.

Luo Yueqing’s hand rested on the mattress, trying to support her body.

A gentle, soft strand of spiritual power slowly squeezed into the tangled mess, then carefully pulled.

Xi Zhoulu would sometimes resist unconsciously. Her vigilance existed whether she was conscious or on the verge of fainting, as if it were carved into her bones.

So, Luo Yueqing could only soothe her first before continuing with her original task.

Time passed minute by minute. The moon finally appeared outside the window, illuminating the empty hospital room.

The extremely warm spiritual power slowly receded. Xi Zhoulu opened her eyes, and in the next second, she felt a pressure on her forearm.

She turned her head to look. The energetic person from before was now slumped by the side of the bed, asleep, coincidentally pressing down on her hand…

She blinked first, assessing her physical condition. The effect of this treatment was obvious; the long-lasting sharp pain had indeed subsided.

Xi Zhoulu let out a small sigh of relief, and the beads of sweat on her forehead finally fell. Then she looked at Luo Yueqing again. This time, her gaze held a little less vigilance, and she didn’t pull her arm back.

She quietly watched the Alpha beside her, a hint of confusion and complexity in her expression. This was an extremely rare emotion for her, and it vanished in an instant.

“Luo Yueqing…” a low, hoarse voice sounded, so soft it seemed like it would scatter with the wind, and naturally, it couldn’t wake the other person.

Xi Zhoulu was silent for a moment, then began to study her.

This reckless, flippant Alpha had a more gorgeous appearance than most Omegas. The upturned corners of her eyes were like silver hooks, with a small, inconspicuous gray mole at the very end. Even in her sleep, her seductive and flamboyant aura was not diminished in the slightest, just like her pheromones…

An Ecuadorian wine-red rose.

A rare and extremely beautiful variety. It was said that in an era without iron tools, people would disregard the dangers of the dense forest, grasp the thorny branches with their bare hands, and carefully pick the roses to sell to nobles who would spend a fortune for a flower.

The air still held the faint, wine-like scent of roses, mixed with the smell of burning charcoal. It was an unexpectedly good combination, not unpleasant at all, and reminded one of warm, sweet things like rose milk tea.

She didn’t know how long she had been staring blankly before she remembered to pull back her numb arm. But this rose was like a clingy cat. Not only did it not let go, but it also snuggled closer.

Xi Zhoulu suddenly froze. The soft sensation transmitted through the thin fabric completely enveloped her forearm. She could even touch the scorching hot curve by slightly raising her hand.

Her breath hitched, and her inconspicuous Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.

“Luo Yueqing,” she couldn’t help but raise her voice.

“Mmm…” The response was a muffled sound as the other person looked up dazedly.

Taking advantage of the moment she sat up slightly, Xi Zhoulu immediately pulled her hand back. Her deliberately cold voice was very stiff. “Go back to your own bed and sleep.”

Luo Yueqing was a little dazed, the sleepy mist in her eyes almost condensing into beads, ready to fall with a blink.

Seeing this, Xi Zhoulu could only soften her tone slightly. “It’s very late. You should go back to sleep.”

Only then did the other person nod. Without the conscious awareness to think it through, she slowly got up and climbed into her own bed.

The night grew darker, the evening wind still blowing, shaking the leaves from the treetops.

Xi Zhoulu was silent for a moment, then finally closed her eyes and fell asleep.

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