The Doctor Always Wants to Eat His Boyfriend

In 3303, Earth was invaded by mental contamination. Those infected had a chance of gaining supernatural abilities, while a second independent consciousness appeared within their bodies. The medical community called it a second personality.

Second personalities were often the exact opposite of the primary personality, and developed physical traits with their own distinct aesthetic, including but not limited to: [wolf fangs that require a bite guard] [cat ears that go into heat unless petted] [mermaid legs that turn into sea foam without true love].

Healing abilities became the world's most important resource. Doctors were licensed to practice around the globe, and the most sought-after expert appointment belonged to Shen Wangzhen, director of the First Research Institute.

No one knew that Director Shen often got hungry during surgery.

It was said that the Alliance's supreme commander had an exceptionally high mental threshold. When he gained his ability, he was not bound by a second personality. He gained countless fervent admirers and became a symbol of humanity's resistance, and a hope for the continuation of life!

Shen Wangzhen thought so too. For a while, he was eager to dissect the commander's brain for medical research, until he received an SSS-rank mission:

> Mission rank: SSS

> Confidentiality level: SSS+

> Mission details: Use the identity of the supreme commander's partner as cover and secretly treat him

> Mission reward: [ ] (P.S. Ask for whatever you want)

Before long, Director Shen clicked the [Accept] button and sent his response.

> Reward requested: The right to use the supreme commander's body

In the villa, Xue Jinghan lay calmly as he received treatment. But as Shen Wangzhen took up his scalpel, he heard the commander sigh inwardly: [What beautiful hands. It would be a shame not to use them to clutch the sheets.]

Shen Wangzhen: ?

Xue Jinghan raised his eyes slightly. His gaze was like a clear amber crystal, and he asked coldly, "Is something wrong, Director Shen?"

Shen Wangzhen took a deep breath and cut into the commander's scalp.

The voice inside Xue Jinghan's mind gave a soft "Ah," then murmured huskily: [That feels so good. So good!]

Shen Wangzhen: ...He couldn't perform this surgery anymore.

Xue Jinghan was covered in blood, his face still utterly dispassionate, while his heart trembled: [I want to hold this man's slender, pale legs in the crook of my arm and make him tremble like a little boat tossed by a giant wave. I want to grip his waist and pin him to the bed, chaining his ankles with silver chains. I want him on his knees, his slender neck exposed, so I can bite through his skin and taste his blood...]

But the commander didn't know that Director Shen was very hungry right now, and wanted to... eat him.

*

Beneath the Alliance was a black market. Rumor had it that its owner possessed the most powerful mental strength in the world. With a firm hand, he had brought the underground market to order, and all the rampaging humans and mental monsters begged him for a place to shelter.

The owner personally ran a pawnshop where anything could be rented or sold, including a part of the owner himself.

As it turned out, the benevolent Director Shen was the black market's owner. By day, he was the supreme commander's darling spouse. When night fell, he became a man working the streets, and would draw a lucky customer to borrow one of his abilities, such as eyes that could see mental contamination, hands that could dissect S+-rank contamination sources, or blood that made anyone who drank it become a hypermasculine brute... He did it to get food and make ends meet.

At midnight, the commander caught his darling spouse, who should have been in bed, and asked coldly, "Don't you know you're not allowed out after ten? Where are you going?"

At the same time, the commander's second personality said: [Do you think you can escape my grasp, man?!]

Shen Wangzhen: "Actually... I work at night."

Xue Jinghan: "."

The second personality was restless: [Is he hinting at something? What a naughty little kitten!]

*

Later, Shen Wangzhen lay on the commander's chest. He had processed too much mental energy and was a little drunk, so he blushed and murmured, "Actually, removing a mental entity doesn't necessarily require brain surgery."

Xue Jinghan raised a cool eyebrow. "What else would it take?"

Shen Wangzhen set down his scalpel, removed the commander's bite guard, and kissed him.

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