"How, how is it possible..." Song Yuran tried to calm her mood, but when she said it, her face was pale, and her voice could even be heard trembling.

"I saw a post, that person was the same as me, he was cured...! Why can't I??"

The doctor sighed softly, the pity in his eyes hurt Song Yuran's self-esteem.

"Miss Song, everyone's physical condition is different. I don't know the condition of the landlord you mentioned, but I can tell you responsibly based on your diagnosis that your second organ cannot be recovered."

"The gender of our body is actually determined at the moment of birth." The doctor paused.A seed will bear fruit, the second sexual organ that clearly distinguishes our sex."

"For the developmental delay and absence of the second x-organ, the medical treatment plan is to stimulate the growth of seeds, which has achieved the purpose of restoring the second x-organ."

"But your body is a bit special. You don't have this seed, so you can't do it if you want to treat it. Maybe you should be a beta, but you can differentiate into an alpha, which leads to the loss of secondary sex/organs."

"How can something that doesn't exist in the first place be healed and restored?"

Song Yuran didn't know how to get out of the consulting room in the end, she just felt that her ears were buzzing, everything around her suddenly became noisy, and suddenly became very far away.

The phone rang suddenly, it was Huo Qingzhi calling.

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, wiped away the tears on her face reflexively, and wanted to answer the phone, but a second before she pressed the answer button, she was timid.

It was already 2:30 in the afternoon, and it was time to go to work. She didn't go to the company. Huo Qingzhi called her after sending a message to inquire but failed.

[Song Yuran]: Sorry, I'm still outside, can I ask for leave in the afternoon?

She saw that Huo Qingzhi's name changed to 'the other party is typing' and then changed to 'the other party is speaking'.

Soon, Huo Qingzhi's voice message came over.

She said: "If you can't come back in time, please take leave. What are you doing outside? Why didn't you answer my call? What happened?"

Hearing Huo Qingzhi's voice at this moment, his tone was full of concern.

She burst into tears suddenly, and slowly sat on the ground leaning against the wall, hugging her knees and burying her face in her arms. This was the first and only time she vented her emotions regardless of her image or occasion.

Crying like a helpless child.

Why, why does this world treat her like this, give her full expectations, and crush her hopes.

How would she face Huo Qingzhi?How can a disabled alpha be qualified to respond to her love?

At the entrance of the hospital where people come and go, people passing by looked at her indifferently, and no one was willing to step forward and hand her a tissue.

It seems that this scene is quite normal at the entrance of the hospital.

An aunt came over to talk to her, "Little girl, are you okay?" With a warm-hearted look, she took out a tissue and handed it to her, "There are no obstacles in life, so don't be too sad."

Feeling slightly relieved, Song Yuran slowly raised her head, took the tissue handed over by the aunt, and said thank you while wiping it.

The warm-hearted aunt helped her to sit down in the chair next to her, and said with concern: "Little girl, you are crying so sadly, have you just come out of the hospital? The medical treatment is not going well?"

Now Song Yuran was very blocked and urgently needed to vent, and the aunt seemed willing to listen, thinking that it was just that the stranger would never see her again, so she sniffed and told about her medical treatment.

"Hey, what did I think it was!" Auntie laughed when she heard that, "I tell you, if I hadn't stopped by this hospital today to buy vegetables, I wouldn't have come!"

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Why?"

"My son went to see a doctor here before, and he spent tens of thousands of dollars but was not cured. I was introduced to a fellow doctor, and it will be fine after a few doses of medicine!" The aunt began to push her: "The current doctor has no medical ethics at all.You have to spend tens of thousands of dollars for such a simple disease! If it doesn’t work, it’s better to find an old doctor, at least he has medical ethics!”

"By the way, girl, you can also go to the village doctor in this situation. I heard before that he cured one, and it really grew back! The baby is several years old!"

Hearing that it could be cured, Song Yuran ran away rationally, and followed her to the village doctor under the brainwashing of the aunt.

After taking the bus for more than a dozen stops, the aunt kept brainwashing her on the way. How powerful the township doctor is, she will definitely be able to cure her illness and so on.

After getting off the bus, walked for another distance, followed aunt through the alley, and finally came to a very dilapidated small store, which was the facade of a residential building.

The signboard reads xx clinic, and there is a big pennant on the wall, with an elderly man watching TV inside.

Seeing someone coming, he took off the white coat hanging on the wall and put it on.

The aunt quickly pushed Song Yuran out, "Doctor, this is the child of a distant relative of mine, there is something wrong with that, please show me."

Song Yuran's mind was very confused, so he half-pushed and showed the old man the hospital's treatment information. After the other person took a look, he said, "That's the problem? It's a trivial matter! It can be cured for sure! If the hospital can't cure it, I can cure it!"

Hearing this, Song Yuran's dark eyes lit up at this moment, and soon, she paid the consultation fee.

The old man took his pulse and practiced it. In the end, Song Yuran spent 5,000 yuan to buy a few packs of unknown pills.

"Take this back, once a day, one pack at a time." The old man took out a few pieces of talisman paper, "These Taoist talismans, after burning, throw the ashes into the water, drink it, and drink it again."Take the medicine, and it will be effective in a week!"

Song Yuran was grateful and took it, and put the medicine in her arms like a baby, and the aunt kindly bought her a tricycle to solicit customers and took her to the main road for a ride.

The tricycle driver looked at the passenger in the back seat from the rearview mirror, and shook his head helplessly in his heart. He was another madman who went to the doctor in a hurry.

Song Yuran didn't dare to delay for a moment, and even took a taxi home. After paying the high taxi fare, she returned home ecstatically holding the medicine.

She quickly boiled a pot of hot water, and according to the instructions of the village doctor, she took out a Taoist talisman and lit it. The burnt ashes fell into the water, and black-gray fine foam floated on the surface of the water.

I can recover, and I will definitely recover. With this obsession, Song Yuran took a sip of hot water with paper ashes without hesitation.

He didn't think about the temperature of the water at all. The scalding hot water in his mouth burned his tongue, and he choked on the undrinked soot and spit it out, and then coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough..."

Coughing until her trachea trembled, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and the stimulation her body felt made her chaotic eyes finally able to see the scene in front of her clearly.

Cloudy paper and gray water, unknown pills, money that was cheated.

She suddenly laughed, laughing at herself being stupid, laughing at herself being pathetic, laughing and crying uncontrollably.

The sun was setting outside the window, Song Yuran looked at the dazzling sunset, but what he saw was gray, just like her heart that was ashen.

The phone rang again.

"Where have you been all afternoon?" Huo Qingzhi's voice came from the moment the phone was connected, with a hint of anticipation in his tone, "It's almost time to get off work, do you want to pick me up? Or do you go directly to the restaurant?"

Song Yuran pursed her lips, trying her best to suppress the sorrow that surged up in her heart, even her eyebrows were exerting force.

"Mr. Huo." She opened her mouth, her voice hoarse.

The hands holding her knees tightened, and her nails almost sank into the skin, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

There was a buzzing in her head, and the cynicism and sarcasm towards the incomplete alpha in those posts were vivid in her memory, but it suddenly turned into a harsh voice, and the ruthless ridicule and abuse defeated her last line of defense in her heart.

He gripped the phone very hard, took a deep breath, and tried his best not to hear the crying, "I...I've thought it over, we're not suitable."

The voice on the other end paused for a second, and then asked why, Song Yuran bit her lower lip and hung up the phone cruelly.

She hugged her knees, her forehead pressed against her knees, her voice was fragile and heartbroken, "How can I be worthy of you like this...how can I delay you..."

The whole person curled up into a small ball, trying very hard to hide herself, but she found that there was nowhere to hide, and those mocking and sarcasm voices became more and more harsh.

The sound of knocking on the door was like a sharp sword, shattering these sounds.

Song Yuran returned to her senses, she stared at the surroundings, the familiar living room furnishings, and the sound of knocking on the porch door continued.

She supported the table and stood up slowly, maintaining one movement for a long time, so that she only moved, her legs seemed to be pricked by thousands of needles.

Slowly moving towards the door, she wanted to see who it was, but she withdrew her hand suddenly before touching the doorknob.

Just because she heard someone outside the door calling her name, "Song Yuran, open the door."

As if getting an electric shock, she leaned sideways against the wall and opened her mouth, but she didn't have the courage to respond.

"If you don't open it, I'll ask the property manager to open it." Huo Qingzhi's voice continued.

Song Yuran bit her lower lip, and subconsciously tightened her hand hanging by her side, "I made it very clear on the phone that we are not suitable." She took a deep breath, and the rejection made her heart tremble in pain, also trying to make his voice sound calm, "This is my answer."

Huo Qingzhi, who was standing outside the door, paused in the air with his knocking hand, frowned unconsciously, and slowly put down his hand.

She said, "Open the door and talk to me face to face."

Song Yuran didn't have the courage to face Huo Qingzhi, she was afraid to see even a little bit of pity in Huo Qingzhi's eyes, those beautiful longings were turned into bubbles because of the result of this visit.

The corners of her mouth trembled, and her body trembled when she said this, "No, I don't want to see you now."

Then, there was a long silence outside the door, and the sound of footsteps sounded, and the sound gradually faded away, and finally the surrounding area returned to calm.

Song Yuran wanted to cry very much, but she found that she couldn't cry anymore. Now that things have come to this point, she can only blame herself for not treating her in time. A disabled person is destined not to give Huo Qingzhi happiness, and being together will also delay her.

He didn't even have the courage to express himself in front of Huo Qingzhi, and now this result is self-inflicted.

"sorry……"

The medicine packs bought in the afternoon were scattered on the table in bits and pieces, and the scalding water in the glass had already become icy cold, and the soot settled at the bottom of the glass, making the whole glass of water look even more turbid.

Dragging his physically and mentally exhausted body, Song Yuran swept all the medicine packs that were bought by fools into the trash can.

She wants to sleep, hoping to wake up and all this is false.

But no matter how many times she woke up, the results of the examination report were clearly written in black and white, all reminding her that she would never be a complete alpha.

The phone had already been turned off, and the sunlight outside the window told her that it was the next day. She didn't know what time it was, and time was meaningless to her now.

She didn't dare to face Huo Qingzhi, she didn't want to go out, she didn't want to go to the company, she was afraid of hearing those voices, those strange eyes cast on her.

The door outside the bedroom was knocked again. Compared with last night, it was more like a knock on the door, and a man's voice was faintly heard.

"Is anyone home? I'm delivering food, and your food has arrived!"

takeout?Song Yuran frowned. She didn't remember ordering takeaway, and it was even more impossible to order takeaway when her phone was turned off.

The sound of knocking on the door continued, so she had no choice but to walk to the door and look through the peephole to see the people outside. The uniform she was wearing was very familiar to her, it was the employee uniform of a certain restaurant.

Song Yuran replied through a door: "I didn't order takeaway, you delivered it by mistake."

"Song Yuran, is the phone number 13xxxxxxxxx yours?"

"……be mine."

"That's right." The delivery man bent down and left the cat's eyes for a short while. "I've left your delivery at the door for you. If you're satisfied, remember to give it a good review, dear!"

Song Yuran vaguely heard the sound of the bag falling to the ground. The delivery man put down the food and walked out. The footsteps gradually faded away, and he really left.

This posture doesn't look like a criminal, Song Yuran hesitated, and quickly opened the door to bring in the takeaway from the ground.

There is a small ticket nailed to the outer packaging bag, which is a porridge with scallops and shrimps.

This restaurant serves stir-fried dishes, but this porridge is the only one she likes, the bottom of the porridge is smooth, and the shrimps are plump and bouncy.

So every time go there, must order this bowl of porridge. Huo Qingzhi also laughed at her that ordering porridge with stir-fried vegetables in a stir-fry restaurant is unusual.

Thinking of Huo Qingzhi, Song Yuran's nose was sore, she pursed her lower lip, trying to suppress the bitterness of broken love.

The person who ordered this porridge did not sign it, but she knew exactly who ordered it for her.

I just opened the packaging bag, and could smell the irresistible aroma through the lunch box, and there was a card on the lunch box.

Huo Qingzhi must have written it to her.

Thinking of this possibility, she became afraid to touch the card.

Huo Boss must be very angry that she was full of expectations and ran over to find herself, and was rejected. She didn't go to work today.

But... She really didn't dare to tell Huo Qingzhi that she was not a 'normal' alpha. If they were together, Huo Qingzhi would be ridiculed and sympathized like the poster in the post.

The landlord was very lucky to be able to recover, but she herself, it is impossible in this life.

Song Yuran sniffled, she really wanted to see Huo Qingzhi, wanted to see her face, hugged her and acted like a baby, and apologized to her.

However, now she doesn't even have the courage to read the card, she is just a coward.

Obviously that card was within reach, but just deciding to pick it up made Song Yuran struggle in her heart for a long time, and in the end lovesickness overwhelmed timidity.

The fingers holding the edge of the card trembled a little, she thought, Huo Qingzhi should scold her, and she deserved to be scolded.

Even if the content of the card is that Huo Qingzhi reprimands her, she still wants to read it. This is the way she can get closer to Huo Qingzhi now.

She slowly opened the card, and there were only four words written on the pure white card: eat on time.

There was no questioning from her that was afraid, nor was there any scolding, Huo Qingzhi just asked her to eat on time, that's all.

At this moment, Song Yu burst into tears.

She is so beautiful, and the inferiority complex born of physical defects made her timid more guilty.

Song Yuran stayed at home for three days, and she didn't go out for three whole days. Huo Qingzhi didn't send her a message, nor contacted her. Only the takeaway with different patterns knocked on her door on time every day.

The mood that has been depressed for a few days has eased somewhat after self-digestion and the silent company of Huo Qingzhi.

In the past three days, the desire to see Huo Qingzhi only increased, but as time passed, she dared not take the initiative to find Huo Qingzhi.

My own attitude was too much that day, I refused clearly, and even let others dove me. Under such circumstances, Huo Qingzhi still cared about her in her own way.

How could she be willing to give up such a person, but how could she let her accept an incomplete self.

After opening Huo Qingzhi's dialog box countless times, the chat record still stays on the call that night, and there is no word after that, not even asking her to go back to work.

She looked at the sky outside the window, the sun was still shining brightly, but her heart was still gray, she didn't know what Huo Qingzhi was doing.

"An Ye, Mr. Huo asked you to go to her office."

The intercom phone at the station rang, and Zhao Anye answered it normally, but he almost couldn't sit still when he heard the content, and panicked: "Look for me? Now?"

"Yes, go now."

It's over.

On the way to meet the boss, Zhao Anye felt a little uneasy. She couldn't think of what the big boss had to say to her, a little shrimp. Could it be because he didn't give Huo the elevator in the morning?

The more thought about it, the more nervous became, and even the hand that knocked on the door was trembling.

"Come in."

After getting permission, Zhao Anye slowly opened the door, the expression on his face was more dignified than going to the grave.

"Mr. Huo, are you looking for me?"

Mr. Huo, who was sitting in the boss chair, nodded, and raised his chin towards the opposite chair, "Sit."

Zhao Anye tremblingly opened the chair and sat down, unconsciously rubbing his hands on his knees, the awkwardness in his movements was obvious.

She reflected in her heart for a while, did she have a problem at work?Or is there a problem with personal style?But does personal style still affect work?

His mind was like a paste, he couldn't come up with a reason, his tense mood reached a critical point, and suddenly he heard Mr. Huo say: "Recently, Secretary Song asked for leave and didn't come to work, you know that?"

ah?Zhao Anye was stunned for a moment, why is there a third person on this topic?

She couldn't figure out what the big boss was thinking, so she could only reply truthfully: "I don't know... No wonder I haven't seen her in the company these days. We chatted in the group, and she didn't bubble up."

Zhao Anye asked with a blank face, "Did something happen to her?"

"It's okay, there's something wrong with my relationship, I'm in a bad mood these days."

As soon as Zhao Anye heard it, he immediately understood, it seems that AA love is not going well, could it be that the confession was rejected?

Huo Qingzhi, who was opposite her, saw the change in her expression, and was sure that the other party knew more or less about Song Yuran's personal affairs, and then said: "The employee is in a bad mood. I criticized her as a fake out of humane concern, but you alsoIt is clear that her work as the general manager's secretary is not something that ordinary people can do, and she will pile up a day's work every day she asks for leave."

Huo Qingzhi paused, and then said: "I know you have a good relationship with her, I hope you can help enlighten her, let her come out of the shadows and return to work as soon as possible, which can also be considered as a contribution to the company."

"Okay, I got to know Mr. Huo." Zhao Anye responded quickly, "I'll go find her and have a chat with her after get off work."

Huo Qingzhi turned his head to look at the glaring sunlight outside the window, it was still several hours before he got off work.

Half ordered: "Go now."

"Huh? It's working time..."

"Punch out card."

"Okay! I will definitely enlighten her!" Zhao Anye got up immediately to leave, but he heard Mr. Huo say again: "I hope that no third person will know about today's matter."

The opportunity to go out to play on weekdays is very rare, and the beater Zhao Anye immediately agreed, and promised repeatedly that he would not leak anything, and left the office quickly with suppressed joyful pace, ready to find someone to work on.

Hearing the sound of the door being completely closed, Huo Qingzhi's tense mood was slightly relieved.

Turning the boss's chair, Huo Qingzhi looked at the blue sky outside the window. Today is still a good day, but the bright sunshine doesn't brighten her mood.

She could clearly feel Song Yuran's careful liking from her daily interactions. Even though Song Yuran categorically refused that night, the credibility of her answer was still 0.

Huo Qingzhi didn't understand Song Yuran's change, but he could tell from the abnormality that the other party must have encountered something.

Song Yuran asked for leave that afternoon to go out, where she went and what she did, she didn't know, and she had no clue.

Maybe it's about myself.

But the other party was unwilling to say that when her mood was unstable and extremely uneasy, it would be counterproductive to ask blindly. All she could do was wait.

Wait until Song Yuran's mood calms down and she is willing to speak, then listen to her answer.