Chapter 2874: Why Does My Wife Follow Me Around Every Day 35

The medical team's drug plan had been finalized, and it was already the fifth day since Yun Jian woke up.

The plan was very detailed; it roughly required injection via minimally invasive surgery, combined with subsequent hormonal adjustment, theoretically reducing Yun Jian's future chance of false pregnancy to the lowest possible while keeping side effects within an acceptable range.

However, the plan had a key prerequisite: during the surgery and drug injection process, Yun Jian must be absolutely isolated from Jin Chen.

"It's not as simple as physical isolation," the doctor explaining the plan said, pushing up his glasses, his tone cautious. "It's complete sensory isolation—you must not see Mr. Jin, and most importantly, you must not smell his scent."

"According to our analysis, Mr. Yun has an extremely strong dependence and reaction to your scent."

"This dependence is magnified several-fold during the false pregnancy, already forming a kind of conditioned reflex; if he comes into contact with your scent during the surgery, it could trigger severe hormonal fluctuations, causing the drug to fail and possibly produce uncontrollable side effects."

Jin Chen flipped through the documents, his brows slightly furrowed, and asked, "How long must the isolation last?"

"The surgery itself only takes two hours, but with pre- and post-operative preparation and observation… it requires at least six hours." The doctor said, "Moreover, for the first week after surgery, close contact should be minimized as much as possible to give the body time to adapt and adjust."

Six hours.

For Yun Jian now, not being able to see Jin Chen for six hours felt like a death sentence.

Sure enough, when Jin Chen told Yun Jian the plan, Yun Jian felt utterly awful.

Now, the new ruler of the underground arena—whose word is law and who strikes fear into anyone who hears of him—upon learning of this treatment plan and the isolation demand, kept a grim face and, in the medical room, unleashed a full half‑hour of low pressure on the group of nervous doctors, frightening several senior experts so much they almost quit on the spot.

In the end, Jin Chen himself had to step in to coax him.

"Six hours, I can't see you," Yun Jian said solemnly.

"It's only temporary," Jin Chen said, taking the cup from his hand and placing it on the coffee table, pulling him close and gently stroking his back. "Once the surgery is over, you won't suffer anymore."

"But… it's too long…"

Yun Jian's current state was like a rabbit forcibly taken from its nest during nesting season—anxious, uneasy, and desperate to cling to Jin Chen at all times. Six hours of isolation felt to him no less than torture.

"Good boy," Jin Chen said, lowering his head to kiss the top of his head.

Yun Jian said nothing.

The surgery was scheduled for three days later.

During these three days, Yun Jian's clinginess intensified.

Wherever Jin Chen went, Yun Jian followed—he wanted to be held at the waist while cooking, lean on his back while washing dishes, and even crouch by the bathroom door waiting for him; as soon as Jin Chen came out, Yun Jian lunged at him, clinging like a koala, as if trying to stockpile enough for six hours.

Jin Chen let him cling, only occasionally pinching his ears and softly reminding him, "The surgery is the day after tomorrow; you need to learn to adapt."

Yun Jian felt wronged, saying, "I don't want to adapt."

On the day of the surgery, the weather was fine.

The Area A medical room had already been fully prepared.

The operating room was specially made, completely soundproof and odorproof, with its own ventilation system installed to ensure no external scent could seep in.

Jin Chen waited in the observation room, watching the situation inside through a real‑time display linked to the operating room's monitoring system.

The surgery began, and everything seemed to go smoothly.

However, as the minimally invasive surgery proceeded and the special suppressant released from the implanted micro‑pump began to correct Yun Jian's disordered hormonal system and false‑pregnancy state, an unexpected reaction occurred.

Cold sweat seeped from Yun Jian's forehead, sliding down his pale cheeks; his breathing grew rapid, his chest heaved violently, and the heart‑rate monitor emitted a series of beeping alarms.

"Hormone levels are spiking sharply, emotional swings are too great, and the sedative's effect is weakening."

On the screen, Yun Jian's brows furrowed tighter and tighter; even with his eyes closed, in a half‑anesthetized daze, his lips twitched open and closed as he whispered the same two words over and over.

"Jin Chen……"

His voice was faint, broken and intermittent.

"Jin Chen…… Jin Chen……"

Yun Jian's cries grew more urgent, his voice tinged with sobbing, his fingers clutching the sterile sheets beneath him in a death grip.

In the observation room, Jin Chen's face darkened.

The doctor responsible for explaining the surgery's progress to him, watching the anguished Yun Jian on the screen and then glancing at Jin Chen's darkened face beside him, steeled himself and said in a low voice, "In this situation…… if you go in, letting Yun Jian sense you, he would likely lose emotional control completely and destroy the implanted micro‑pump, which would truly…… ruin everything."

Jin Chen lowered his gaze, his fingertips brushing the cold screen.

"As long as he can't see me or smell my scent, would that be enough?"

The doctor stared for a moment, then nodded, "Theoretically…… yes."

After all, they genuinely had no idea—and couldn't even detect—what special scent Mr. Jin possessed that made Mr. Yun obsess over it to this extent, to the point of directly affecting his internal hormone levels and emotional swings.

Jin Chen stood up, walked to the observation room's communications equipment, picked up a wireless earpiece, adjusted it, and handed it to the doctor.

"Take it in."

The doctor understood, immediately grabbed another earpiece, and walked into the operating room.

Inside the operating room, Yun Jian was still unconsciously murmuring Jin Chen's name, his voice growing weaker and more painful, as if he could barely hold on.

The doctor walked to the operating table, bent over, and gently placed the wireless earpiece on Yun Jian's left ear.

Then he stepped back a few paces and nodded toward the observation room.

Back in the observation room, Jin Chen sat down again on the sofa, holding the other earpiece to his lips.

"Yun Jian."

On the operating table, Yun Jian's body jerked violently.

His damp eyelids trembled slightly, but he couldn't open them, nor did he realize where the voice was coming from.

"……Jin Chen." Yun Jian whispered hoarsely.

"Mm, I'm here."

Yun Jian stared for a few seconds, then instinctively turned his head, his nostrils flaring as if sniffing the air.

But he smelled nothing.

"I can't smell……" he whispered, voice thick with tears, "I can't smell you……"

"I know," Jin Chen's voice remained gentle, "but you can hear me, right?"

Yun Jian struggled to nod.

「Listen to me, the surgery will be over soon, you just cooperate with the doctor, don't move around, don't be nervous, okay? 」

Yun Jian pressed their lips, looking very stubborn.

「After the surgery is done, I'll come see you, 」 Jin Chen continued, 「or, if you still have strength, you can hop into my arms like a little rabbit, and I'll hold you, not going anywhere. 」

On the screen, Yun Jian's tense body gradually relaxed, no longer struggling, merely tilting their head slightly, bringing the ear with the earpiece closer to the pillow, as if that would bring them nearer to that voice.

「Can you do that, little rabbit. 」

Yun Jian's fingers, clenched on the sheets, also slowly loosened.

The numbers on the heart rate monitor began to drop, and the hormone level curve gradually leveled off.

The doctors in the operating room exchanged a glance, all let out a sigh of relief, unable to help but feel emotional.

Just through sound, one could instantly calm a high-level beastman on the verge of losing control, making them obey meekly.

This Mr. Jin Chen's influence over Mr. Yun was simply terrifying.

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -20, accumulated 35!】