Chapter 18 This time, cookies aren't needed.
When Wen Song returned home after finishing her work, she saw this sentence and was momentarily at a loss for words.
Of course, it's because they're worried about being discovered by Zhao Mingzhuo.
Isn't it incredibly shocking to hear that the two of them suddenly became friends?
Besides, why is it him who is the poor little thing?
Does he look pitiful?
These three words don't seem to fit him at all, giving off a cute and adorable vibe. Could Guan Ju be treating him like an Omega?
I never expected that such a wild and tough Alpha would resort to this tactic.
Wen Song suddenly remembered what Zhao Mingzhuo had said on the day he had a fever.
—'If only you were an Omega.'
So what if he's an Omega?
The blood flowing in their veins will still label them as illegitimate children.
His birth was not something he could choose or control, but given the current situation, he should be thankful that he was a Beta.
If you are an Omega, you will not be able to escape the fate of being sent to an arranged marriage and forced into a business marriage. Alphas can seek pleasure outside, while Omegas can only guard their lifelong mark and suffer through their heat cycles.
Omegas who are not favored by wealthy families are always the most tragic.
Therefore, Wen Song was very fortunate to be a Beta, without glands, free from constraints, and not hindered by the so-called lifelong mark, because the Alpha mark could never remain on the back of his neck for long.
Finally, Wen Song replied to Guan Ju's WeChat message.
[Song]: I was busy just now.
[Ode]: I don't like giving likes.
That's not entirely untrue.
I didn't like any of Zhao Mingzhuo's posts on WeChat Moments.
Even if the other person tags him in the comments, Wen Song will just glance at it and leave without manually liking it.
Guan Ju was probably busy; there was no news.
Wen Song curiously clicked on the other person's Moments and found that there was only one post.
It was that post on WeChat Moments that shared the cookies.
When I saw Zhao Mingzhuo's comments below.
Wen Song: ""
His expression remained unchanged, but a guilty conscience lingered around him.
It's simply impossible to juggle between two Alphas.
In any case, we must choose between Zhao Mingzhuo and Guan Ju.
In other words, Wen Song believed that there was no way to salvage the relationship between him and Guan Ju, and that they could not return to being strangers.
But with Zhao Mingzhuo—
If the other person wants to get married, the relationship will end sooner or later.
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Ms. Song Lanxue's test results came back negative, indicating that her condition had not worsened. However, some of her other indicators were high, and the hospital still planned to wait until the values decreased and were under control before proceeding with the surgery.
But it's hard to say exactly when.
The situation might worsen while we wait.
It mainly depends on the individual's physical condition.
The doctor said that the newly launched injection could be used, which would be more effective, faster, and without side effects.
Wen Song was originally thinking that he still had one million left, so he could get a few injections and see the effect.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the hospital and found the doctor, he said:
"Ms. Song Lanxue has been transferred to another hospital by your boyfriend and is currently in the best hospital in Suicheng."
"The expert I mentioned last time is at this hospital, and it's very difficult for ordinary people to make an appointment."
Wen Song asked blankly, "Boyfriend?"
When will Zhao Mingzhuo take care of his grandmother's affairs?
The other party would deposit some money into the hospital every month, but rarely took the initiative to inquire about Grandma's condition.
“Yes,” the doctor recalled, “it was an Alpha, surnamed Guan.”
Wen Song: "?"
The thought of Guan Ju claiming to be his boyfriend filled him with a strange, indescribable sense of unease.
"Okay, thank you." He thanked the doctor.
The doctor waved his hand and said, "You're welcome. I wish his grandmother a speedy recovery."
Wen Song left, took out his phone, hesitated for a moment, and finally made a WeChat voice call to Guan Sui.
The ringing lasted for a few seconds before the other end answered.
"Hmm?" Guan Ju asked, sounding puzzled as if curious about why he would call.
"Is there something you need calling me at this hour?"
As Wen Song walked, he said, "How could you move my grandmother to another hospital without my consent?"
It wasn't an interrogation, nor was it an outburst of anger; it was simply a question.
She also... claimed to be his boyfriend.
This once again gave me a direct and vivid understanding of Guan Ju's shamelessness.
“Last time I thought you meant yes,” Guan Ju said. “You can take your time to think about it. This is just me expressing my sincerity.”
"The expert said your grandmother's condition is quite good right now. He is confident that she can have surgery within two months. In other hospitals, it would take at least six months, and she would need to take medication and undergo chemotherapy, which would be too much of a hassle."
"The elderly person cannot bear it."
Wen Song knew that Guan Ju was right.
A long time has passed since the start of treatment, and the surgery has been delayed again and again. We simply can't continue like this.
"Thank you," he said after a long pause, his voice filled with sincerity.
A muffled chuckle came from the other end, the tone a mixture of confusion and barely concealed smugness.
"Is just a thank you?"
Wen Song gripped her phone tightly, her eyelids drooping. "Shall I make you some more cookies?"
Guan Ju pretended to ponder for a moment, then said, "We don't need cookies this time."
Wen Song was momentarily undecided. "Then what do you want?"
A soft chuckle seemed to come from the other side, teasing his ear.
Wen Song subconsciously reached out and touched his earlobe.
Guan Ju's tone rose: "Think about it yourself."
Wen Song: ""
He never expected this.
In other words, even if you think about it, it takes some time to accept it.
"I'll think about it," Wen Song said.
Guan Ju's cool voice held a hint of amusement as she said meaningfully, "Then you must think about it carefully."
Wen Song responded with a soft "Mm".
"I'll hang up now."
"I'd like to visit my grandmother. Could you please send me her address?"
Guan Ju replied with an "okay".
After hanging up the phone, Wen Song held the phone in her palm. Once she got the address, she finally started walking towards the elevator.
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