The Scumbag Alpha and the Movie Queen Omega's Arranged Marriage - Chapter 2

In the emergency room, which was dominated by a white color scheme, Lu Xueyin was a starkly vivid splash of color.

Sweat had made the color of her nightgown even deeper, a nearly bewitching blue.

Her graceful body was tightly wrapped, with every proportion perfectly revealed.

With permission from Sheng Lan, a nurse removed her mask, revealing a beautiful face with excellent bone structure.

Her long, slightly curled hair was scattered over her shoulders, loosely covering her delicate collarbone.

A flush still lingered on her face. She looked at Sheng Lan from the never-closed door crack, her eyes misty and full of natural charm.

As if sensing her gaze, Sheng Lan turned her head to look.

Her vision was excellent.

She could clearly see the lines on Lu Xueyin’s red lips.

They were dry cracks caused by her extremely high body temperature and thirst.

And yet, strangely, they were also a little moist.

Sheng Lan wanted to test the temperature of her lips.

In plain language, she wanted to kiss her.

How bold.

Sheng Lan politely closed the emergency room door and told Meng Chan, “I only sprayed a cooling suppressant on the way here. The gas mask is a filter type. I didn’t use any injections or oral medication…”

She paused. “I don’t know if Lu Xueyin took anything herself.”

When she found Lu Xueyin, she was in the entryway, so it was possible Lu Xueyin had already rummaged through the medical box in the living room.

The suppressant had been replaced with an inducing agent, and the other injections and medications…

Meng Chan tore off a medical form and slapped it into Sheng Lan’s hand. “Then there’s nothing for you to do here. Go get your fever shot.”

With the person handed over to Meng Chan, Sheng Lan felt completely at ease.

In the original book, she was the only person who repeatedly urged the scumbag Alpha to stop being so obsessive and violent. Every time Lu Xueyin was forcibly marked, it was Meng Chan who treated her.

Because the scumbag Alpha repeatedly ignored her advice, their relationship gradually grew distant.

Later, when Lu Xueyin was questioned about whether she had deliberately incited her fans to bully the scumbag Alpha online, it was Meng Chan who stepped forward and provided evidence.

Sheng Lan’s feelings were complicated.

She mentally gave Meng Chan a “good person” card.

Meng Chan turned around and walked into the emergency room door, looking disgusted.

Sheng Lan’s gaze followed her back inside.

Lu Xueyin was still in the same spot. Her dark hair was now tied up, revealing her slender, swan-like neck.

A large black sampling paper was stuck over the spot where her scent gland was.

The large paper didn’t cover up the extreme beauty of Lu Xueyin’s body. Instead, it seemed to amplify a certain hidden temptation.

In a place thick with blockers and where odor neutralizers had just been sprayed, the door opened and closed in a matter of seconds.

Sheng Lan felt as if she had been plunged into a rose garden in May, and the wave of heat made her body sway.

Today’s events were also a surprise to Sheng Lan.

Life had been smooth sailing for her for 23 years until her family finally extended the claws of a forced marriage.

Their attitude was forceful and they went straight to the point, arranging a marriage for her and saying she had to leave the entertainment industry if she didn’t agree.

The depression Sheng Lan felt goes without saying.

The rut made her sensitive and irritable. She also got married and registered her marriage during a high fever. To avoid various inquiries, she turned off her phone and took fever medicine to sleep. But her fever didn’t go down. Instead, it “awakened her consciousness.”

Because the scumbag Alpha’s behavior was so bizarre, Sheng Lan initially thought it was a nightmare, a sign that she was entering the grave of marriage, and she just wanted to roll over and go back to sleep.

But Lu Xueyin’s situation was truly too tragic, and she was indeed not going home on her wedding night. Feeling guilty, she propped open her eyes and called Lu Xueyin.

Lu Xueyin’s phone couldn’t be reached.

Sheng Lan called the friend who was “going to help her vent.” The friend chuckled, “If it weren’t for your reputation, there’d be at least ten people on her, right?”

Sheng Lan started swearing then.

She didn’t dare to waste another moment. She quickly got up and rushed to the new house in the suburbs.

Leading up to this very moment.

Sheng Lan shook her head and went to the nurse with the medical form to get her medicine and an injection.

Alphas have strong bodies and rarely get sick, but when they do, even a mild cold or fever becomes several times worse.

She had also used a lot of cooling suppressants on the way, and the continuous low temperature had raised her body temperature by another degree.

102.5°F (39.2°C).

Sheng Lan took a picture to remember it by.

After the IV was set up, she turned off airplane mode. All kinds of messages came flooding in.

She didn’t have the energy to deal with them tonight, so she searched for names based on her needs.

She needed to get evidence from the “toxic room.”

The person who put the inducing agent in the house needed to be caught.

She needed to settle the score with the person who threatened and intimidated Lu Xueyin.

She also needed to get Lu Xueyin’s phone back.

And order some takeout on the side.

By the time she was done, she had finished her IV drip.

A young nurse came just then to call her to the hospital room.

Lu Xueyin’s emergency treatment was over.

When she arrived, Lu Xueyin had already changed into a blue and white hospital gown. The loose clothes made her look particularly delicate and vulnerable.

The unnatural flush on her face had faded, and her complexion was as pale as paper. Her red lips had also lost their color, making her look haggard.

Only the remnants of affection in her peach-blossom eyes remained, captivating anyone who looked at them.

After the emergency treatment, she still felt insecure, or rather, she didn’t trust Sheng Lan.

Even in the hospital room, she didn’t lie down properly in bed. Instead, she stubbornly stood by the window, keeping her distance from them.

She was like a small rose trying to stand up straight with all its thorns.

Sheng Lan looked at Meng Chan and asked, “What’s the situation?”

Meng Chan said they recommended that she stay in the hospital for observation tonight, but the patient was uncooperative.

“She took too much inducing agent. Her pheromones haven’t stabilized yet. There are a few more tests we need to do in the morning to prevent any other symptoms from being missed.”

Also, Lu Xueyin needed an injection, and by the time she finished the IV, it would be almost dawn.

After she finished speaking, Lu Xueyin spoke as well. “I want to go home.”

Her pheromones were indeed unstable. Even with the blocker in the room, Sheng Lan could smell a sweet, intoxicating scent.

She sighed inwardly and spoke to Lu Xueyin in a soft voice, “I’ve checked the information. Using too much inducing agent can cause pheromone disorder. I don’t need to explain how much trouble that disease is, do I?”

Lu Xueyin’s face grew even paler.

A faint stinging pain radiated from her scent gland, and her body felt alternately hot and cold.

She didn’t even have the strength to stand up straight and had to lean on the window sill for support.

Logic told her that staying in the hospital for treatment would be better and that there would be no worse outcome than this.

But she instinctively wanted to run away.

Lu Xueyin looked at Sheng Lan. “I need to make a phone call.”

Sheng Lan didn’t want to give her her phone.

She hadn’t had a chance to check the phone yet.

According to the typical plot, the cannon fodder’s phone only contained things that added to the hatred.

What if as soon as Lu Xueyin got her hands on it, someone, clueless to the situation, sent a message to insult her with lewd language? Then Sheng Lan’s efforts tonight would have been for nothing.

No matter what she did, she would still be cannon fodder.

She asked, “Do you need to call your manager, Jiang Ling? I’ll dial for you, just tell me what to say.”

Lu Xueyin lowered her eyes.

It was like a silent resistance to Sheng Lan, but also a kind of forced compromise.

She recited a string of numbers.

As she was dialing, a nurse pushed a cart into the room, containing the medicine Lu Xueyin needed for the night.

The call failed to connect twice. They were at a stalemate here.

Some people don’t answer calls from unknown numbers.

She and Lu Xueyin were in different circles—a singer and a movie queen—and didn’t usually have many interactions.

After their flash marriage, their contact information hadn’t been synced, so it was understandable that Jiang Ling didn’t answer her call.

Sheng Lan suggested they send a message to Jiang Ling and then try calling again, urging Lu Xueyin to listen to the doctor first.

The look Lu Xueyin gave her was as if she had intentionally dialed the wrong number and was just putting on an act.

Sheng Lan: “…” I’m done.

“I’ll go over there and dial for you to see.”

Lu Xueyin couldn’t let her get closer.

Just then, Yu Cheng arrived to deliver Sheng Lan’s phone—the one that had been taken away from Lu Xueyin. This temporarily broke the stalemate.

As soon as Lu Xueyin connected the call, Jiang Ling’s very inappropriate words were amplified throughout the hospital room.

“You have time to call me on your wedding night? Looks like your new wife isn’t that capable.”

The room was filled with awkwardness.

Sheng Lan tugged at her shirt collar and unbuttoned one button.

While others were embarrassed for her, she thought, So Lu Xueyin’s wild ideas were taught by this manager.

Lu Xueyin quietly turned around, her back to everyone, facing the window.

The window reflected the shadows of the others in the room.

Sheng Lan had difficult-to-manage pink-brown curly hair. Her appearance was vibrant, and she seemed to sparkle and radiate heat just by standing there.

She didn’t seem to take Jiang Ling’s words to heart. She complained that Yu Cheng hadn’t brought her clean clothes and asked Meng Chan for a hospital gown. “Just for tonight.”

She also asked, “Can she eat a late-night snack tonight?”

The “she” was, of course, Lu Xueyin.

Sheng Lan ordered bland dishes for the patient.

Meng Chan looked at the food and said it was fine.

Lu Xueyin stopped looking at the window, lowered the volume, and told Jiang Ling to come to the hospital.

Jiang Ling again expressed her shock, “Hospitalized on the first day of marriage? Is it because you’re too tempting, or because she’s not human? Pick one!”

Lu Xueyin closed her eyes, offering no further explanation.

She and Sheng Lan were both in the entertainment industry but had never worked together and were only nodding acquaintances.

There were very few Alphas in the industry without scandals. Even compared to those without any drama, Sheng Lan was “too clean.”

Lu Xueyin had never heard any negative information about her.

So when Jiang Ling found out she was marrying Sheng Lan, she had even given her a blessing.

She didn’t expect this marriage to be blissful. She just wanted mutual respect, so they could part ways amicably if they ever fell out of love.

But on their first day of marriage, Sheng Lan gave her such a “surprise.”

She wasn’t clean before.

She was just very good at pretending.

Hurting her, and then bringing her here for treatment.

Could a normal person do such a thing?

“Come pick me up and take me home.”