Transmigrated Before the Scum A Tortured the Female Lead (GL) - Chapter 3

Xu Jinzhao carried the soaking wet Song Jiao out of the bathroom, her arms supporting her neck and the bend of her legs. The skin she touched was burning hot.

The Omega’s body was surprisingly light, and Xu Jinzhao didn’t have to exert much effort to hold her entirely in her arms.

Xu Jinzhao felt a little dizzy. She didn’t dare to look at Song Jiao, and Song Jiao didn’t know that she was leaning against the chest of the person she feared the most, being held carefully like a fragile treasure.

Song Jiao, who was unconscious from the fever, had completely lost control of her pheromones. Her scent glands were spreading pheromones throughout her body through her bl00d vessels, and then releasing them along with the sweat caused by the high fever.

Xu Jinzhao tried to stay awake, haphazardly pulled over a cool blanket, placed the Omega on it and wrapped her up, and turned on the air conditioner to warm the room.

Her mind became sluggish under the influence of the intoxicating pheromone scent. After doing these things, she turned around in the bedroom twice before remembering that she was originally going to find a bath towel.

The original owner hadn’t been in Song Jiao’s boudoir much, so she didn’t know the layout of the private items in the closet.

Xu Jinzhao opened the closet door and was about to start searching when she suddenly realized that her hands were dripping wet.

With just this pause, her mind short-circuited again.

Xu Jinzhao, as if possessed, brought her hands to her nose and sniffed lightly.

Her hands carried a faint, intoxicating peach scent, the scent of the Omega’s pheromones from the back of her neck diluted by water, subtle and slow, but because it was on her fingertips, it easily evoked countless romantic thoughts…

Xu Jinzhao suddenly shuddered. She wiped her hands haphazardly on her body, quickly drying them.

There weren’t many clothes in the closet. The dresses in the hanging area were naturally out of the question, and the neatly folded clothes on the shelf weren’t something she needed right now.

Xu Jinzhao opened the drawer, and the sight that greeted her made her face flush.

Inside were Song Jiao’s intimate clothes, small pieces of light-colored fabric, and conservative, light, and soft bras.

Xu Jinzhao didn’t know what was wrong with her. Maybe she was confused by the damn Alpha instincts. Seeing these things made her bl00d rush.

She bit the tip of her tongue to calm herself, pushed the drawer back, found a bath towel and a replacement nightgown from the lower drawer, and pulled a thin blanket from the top of the closet.

The Omega was still lying there unconscious, not even a strand of hair moved. The blanket covering her body was soaked with water from the wet nightgown.

Her face was flushed with a rose-colored blush, a thin layer of sweat floated on her skin, and her lips were visibly dry.

Xu Jinzhao didn’t want to be disrespectful to Song Jiao, but the Omega was already dehydrated from sweating profusely and needed to see a doctor. Before that, she had to dry her body and change her into clean clothes.

Her eyes didn’t dare to wander to places they shouldn’t, so she stared firmly at the Omega’s sleeping face, her trembling hands fumbling to remove the wet clothes.

Xu Jinzhao felt like she was teetering on the edge of heaven and hell, and she couldn’t tell if it was heavenly paradise or torturous punishment.

When she finally managed to put a new nightgown on Song Jiao, she was temporarily relieved.

She threw the wet clothes and blanket off the bed, moved Song Jiao to the dry side of the bed, and carefully wrapped her in the thin blanket.

After doing these things, Xu Jinzhao picked up her phone from the bedside.

The original owner had accidentally dropped it here when she broke into the room earlier. Compared to the smartphones of Xu Jinzhao’s era, its design was much older and clunkier.

Xu Jinzhao unlocked it with the remembered password and dialed a number.

The residents of this villa area were all wealthy, and there was a medical station in the area to serve the residents, with private doctors on 24-hour shifts.

She tried to report the building number in a calm tone and emphasized, “My wife is not feeling well, please come as soon as possible.”

The call wasn’t over yet. Xu Jinzhao had to deal with the mess in the room to avoid any misunderstandings by the doctor who came to see her… Actually, it couldn’t be completely said to be a misunderstanding.

Xu Jinzhao sighed for the umpteenth time today.

She gathered the wet clothes and blanket and planned to stuff them into the bathroom first, and then quickly change her own clothes.

Most of the steam in the bathroom had dissipated, leaving only a faint, hidden fragrance in the air.

Xu Jinzhao’s eyes were only on Song Jiao, who was immersed in the water like a sea siren in a green dress. But now she had a new discovery.

At the bottom of the sparkling bathtub, a small knife was quietly lying.

It was an ordinary folding fruit knife. Xu Jinzhao picked it up and held it in her hand, finding that the blade was quite sharp, reflecting a cold light with a slight turn.

She was stunned on the spot.

This was undoubtedly Song Jiao’s self-defense weapon. However, in the book “Jiao Jiao,” it wasn’t mentioned in the related content of tonight.

Having personally experienced the terrifying extent of the Alpha’s rage, Xu Jinzhao thought that maybe Song Jiao didn’t have a chance to take it out at all.

A thousand complex and indescribable emotions surged in her heart.

Xu Jinzhao suddenly realized very clearly that this world was more than just the hundreds of thousands of words in the book could encompass. Beyond the main plot shown to the readers, it was vast and unknown.

Song Jiao was also more than just a character created in the book.

She existed in reality, had her own unique way of thinking, had many pasts unknown to Xu Jinzhao, and now, maybe… there would be a future different from “Jiao Jiao.”

Xu Jinzhao’s mind was clearer than ever tonight.

At least at this moment, the so-called biological instincts could no longer influence her. The confusion and anxiety that had been pressed deep in her heart since she came to the world in the book, pretending not to exist, had also disappeared, leaving only relief and ease.

At least, she had the ability to change a girl’s tragic life trajectory.

She shouldn’t have been destroyed by the wind and frost and withered in her prime. She shouldn’t have lost her right to a free and happy life because of someone else’s violence.

Xu Jinzhao went back to the original owner’s bedroom to change her clothes, and didn’t even take a shower because she was worried about Song Jiao’s high fever.

She understood that she should treat this as an independent world, and that Song Jiao was a living person.

So, on this timeline where she replaced the original owner and became Xu Jinzhao, Song Jiao’s fate was already unknown.

She might eventually emerge from the shadows into the sunlight, or she might lose her life due to a serious illness caused by negligence.

Because she didn’t know what medicine the doctor would prescribe, Xu Jinzhao didn’t dare to use alcohol to cool her down, so she used a hot water-dampened towel to apply to Song Jiao’s forehead.

The Omega’s eyes were tightly closed, her naturally delicate brows were furrowed in pain, and her body trembled slightly in the high fever. Xu Jinzhao unfolded her hot and weak hand and wiped it repeatedly with a wet handkerchief to cool her down.

In the anxious wait, the doctor finally arrived with her medical kit.

Doctors who served in such high-end villa areas wouldn’t comment on the employer’s affairs, pretending that the broken glass door didn’t exist. After checking Song Jiao’s condition, she gave her a fever reducer and hung two bags of intravenous fluids.

The female doctor glanced at Xu Jinzhao and said in a slightly cold tone, “I’ll treat your wounds.”

If she hadn’t said anything, Xu Jinzhao would have forgotten that she had two or three bleeding wounds.

The doctor applied medicine and bandaged her ears and hands. The Alpha’s self-healing ability was extremely strong, so there was no need to worry about leaving scars.

Before leaving, she said, “Your wife was forcibly induced into heat during a non-heat period. Although it didn’t really trigger a successful marking, she still needs to be carefully observed. You need to be by her side. Tonight, she needs your pheromones to soothe her.”

Xu Jinzhao pretended not to hear the implied condemnation in her words, and only asked in detail what to do before sending the doctor away.

Under the influence of the medicine, Song Jiao’s fever gradually subsided, but she was still frowning in her sleep.

Xu Jinzhao found a tube of lipstick from her dressing table, opened it and gently applied it to Song Jiao’s lips, to prevent her lips from cracking when she woke up.

Then she sat on the edge of the bed, grasped Song Jiao’s hand that wasn’t being used for the IV drip, and carefully released gentle and peaceful pheromones as instructed by the doctor.

The Omega’s unconscious hand rested warmly in Xu Jinzhao’s palm. The flush that had extended to her fingertips had faded, leaving only a faint pinkness.

Xu Jinzhao vaguely heard her muttering, but even when she put her ear close, she couldn’t make out what she was saying.

She realized that this posture was a bit too intimate, so she straightened up and deliberately looked away.

After a moment, she unconsciously shifted her gaze back to Song Jiao.

The Omega’s skin was as white as cream, with a luster reminiscent of smooth pearls.

Her long hair still carried the dampness of the water.

And so, a strand of dark hair stubbornly clung to her cheek, winding down her neck and slipping into the dreamlike space that had previously driven Xu Jinzhao to distraction.

Author’s Notes:

It’s a gentle embrace.