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removal of glands

Luo Wenchuan's voice was soft, and his tone revealed full patience.

When Song Ling was told by Luo Wenchuan, he suddenly felt like a little thing raised by him.He used to think that he was taking care of Luo Wenchuan, but he never thought that such a day would come.

"Is it up to me whether you can open or not?" The door is locked most of the time, so Luo Wenchuan's words are actually not necessary.

Hearing what Song Ling said, Luo Wenchuan had a slight smile on his face. He walked over and kissed Song Ling's forehead: "There is food in the refrigerator, heat it up when you're hungry, and wait for me to come back, okay?" .”

"Um……"

Song Ling looked at Luo Wenchuan's tender face, and couldn't bear to be weird for a while.

In essence, he is also a person who prefers softness to toughness. If Luo Wenchuan really fights with him, even if he can't beat this person, he will have to take his arm off.In the same way, if this person talks to him in a nice voice, he will be considerate and will never be too persistent.

"On the terminal in your hand, tap three times after the screen is turned off, and you can send me messages and call requests. If you need anything, remember to call me." Luo Wenchuan seemed to be a parent who wanted to leave the children alone at home. Not enough.

"Co-authored you to open a special line for yourself."

"Yes." Luo Wenchuan didn't shy away from this, and he was always worried that he couldn't take care of Song Ling himself.

Song Ling glanced at Luo Wenchuan and ignored him.Luo Wenchuan is the type who is easy to push his nose on his face, if he says a few more words to him right now, this young master who is a dog can come over and bite him a few more times.

After Luo Wenchuan left in three steps and two turns, Song Ling began to check the latest news.

During the few days he was in this small villa, many things happened outside.

Qing He and Twilight signed the contract in advance, on the day Luo Wenchuan ticked off his susceptibility period.Today is the day for the official handover of work, Luo Wenchuan should go to Lin Fenghe's side.

This guy does things with a plan.The few days he stayed here should also be to ensure that the contract can be signed smoothly.

Song Ling looked at it for a long time, and his heart sank as if he had fallen into a lake.

The decoration of the duplex villa is very good, it looks like it has been carefully used, and it feels like home.If it wasn't for Qing He, being with Luo Wenchuan these few days would really be like having a small family.

Luo Wenchuan is very good at taking care of others. With this person around, Song Ling doesn't have to worry about anything in life.He had imagined the future life of the two of them countless times, and it probably wasn't much different from the past few days.

It's a pity that no matter how good it is, the relationship between him and Luo Wenchuan can't be the same as before.

As an Enigma, Luo Wenchuan is smart, ruthless, scheming, and looks like a dog.If the two of them were rivals, Song Ling would appreciate him very much.But the two of them are lovers, and Luo Wenchuan's schemes were used on him, which made it impossible for Song Ling to have an attitude of appreciation for this person no matter what.

There was thunder in his ears, and Song Ling walked to the window. The clouds outside the window were gloomy, and within a few minutes, the torrential rain poured down.

Song Ling looked at the tree whose branches and leaves were bent under the heavy rain, and quickly realized something.

He is not in the imperial capital.

The distance between Imperial Capital and Song County is less than tens of kilometers. Both places are on the plains, and there are no mountains around to block the wind. Therefore, when there is rain in spring and summer, there must be strong winds.

But in this place, there is such a heavy rain, why is there no wind?

Where is he.

The positioning function of the terminal was erased, and there was no information in the whole room to know where he was at the moment.

Song Ling tried to pick the lock, but found that there was no open lock on the door.The entire villa is equipped with an anti-theft system, and it will not be opened without Luo Wenchuan's instructions.Song Ling had only seen such a lock a few times in the scientific research institute in Quecheng.

Luo Wenchuan's wisdom, even on the small door lock, is vividly reflected.

Song Ling looked at the terminal, intending to send a call request to Luo Wenchuan. Now that the contract has been signed, he doesn't understand why Luo Wenchuan still keeps him here.

Song Ling held the terminal and clicked on the screen interface again and again.

Call requests were sent over and over again, but never got a response.

Why didn't Luo Wenchuan answer and where is he?

Song Ling looked at the clock on the terminal, feeling the passage of time little by little.

Luo Wenchuan left a lot of things in the villa, such as cooked meals, vegetables, and fruits, enough for him to eat for many days.This person must have had a premonition of such a situation the moment he left.

Song Ling rummaged around, trying to find some useful information.It wasn't until he found the tools for making cakes in the kitchen that he suddenly remembered that today is Luo Wenchuan's birthday.

Luo Wenchuan probably planned to make cakes himself, but he hasn't come back until today.

Endless waiting will bring irritability to people. This feeling of being helpless and waiting to die makes Song Ling feel very bad.

Luo Huaishan is not an easy person to deal with. He is afraid that Luo Wenchuan is Luo Huaishan's confidant and his good son, and he is even more afraid that Luo Wenchuan will stand on the opposite side of Luo Huaishan and get hurt.

The entanglement and anxiety in his heart have long been greater than the embarrassment of being trapped.

Morning and evening alternate, day and night.

For the first time, Song Ling found that the feeling of no human voice around was so unsettling.

He sat on the bed and looked out the window where it had been raining for several days.

The people whose pheromones were disrupted by Luo Wenchuan before ushered in the susceptibility period again.

This feeling of being forced to face the susceptible period but no one to comfort him made Song Ling realize for the first time what life would be better than death.

Burning like fire, like ants eating bones and devouring souls.

The nails were firmly embedded in the palms, and only the sensation of pain kept people awake.Song Ling curled himself up in a corner, biting the corner of his clothes tightly.

The torrential rain smashed the window, one after another.Amidst the sound of pouring rain, Song Ling heard the sound of the door being opened. He raised his head and looked at the person who entered the bedroom with eyes that were reddened by patience.

Is it Luo Wenchuan?

"Mr. Song." The sound of Mr. Song extinguished all expectations in Song Ling's heart.

Walking into the bedroom were several tall Alphas in suits.

At this moment, Song Ling's embarrassment, anxiety, and vulnerability all fell into the eyes of everyone.He closed his eyes, trying to sit up and maintain some dignity, but he didn't have the strength.

"What are you doing..."

"Mr. Luo asked us to do something."

The man had a smile on his face, but his words were extremely cold.He walked to the window, leaned over and grabbed Song Ling's wrist.

Feeling that his hands were tied together, Song Ling broke free immediately.It took almost a lot of strength, Song Ling opened it from the man's hand, but fell to the ground.

"Mr. Song, please cooperate, your life will not be in danger." Alpha glanced at the people standing beside him, and several people stepped forward and pressed Song Ling to the ground.

"You guys, what are you doing!"

Song Ling's physical fitness is in the first echelon of Alpha. In normal times, there is a high possibility of escaping. The bad thing is that people with disordered susceptibility period have completely lost their strength.

His head was pressed firmly to the floor, and his neck with hidden arteries was completely exposed. Song Ling struggled so hard that his knee was suddenly stepped on.

"Mr. Song, we know that your physical test results are very good. If you still want to participate in training in the future, please cooperate." The man took out the syringe from the box he brought. Gained strength.

pain.

The huge pain made Song Ling's whole body numb.He clenched his fists tightly, broke free from the person holding him with all his strength, turned around and kicked Alpha in the abdomen.

As if provoked by Song Ling's action, Alpha grabbed Song Ling's neck and pinned him to the ground.

"Please, cooperate."

"What are you going to do?"

Alpha saw that Song Ling still asked this question again, and said coldly: "Remove your glands, Mr. Luo said that as an Enigma, you cannot be restrained by Alpha. Don't worry, we will extract your glands before washing away the marks. Germ cells, Mr. Luo said, your physical condition is superior, very suitable for breeding excellent offspring for Luo, your blood will not be broken in this world."

A thunder blasted in his head, what he just said, remove the gland.

Removal, gland.

Song Ling stared at him and asked him, "Who said that?"

"Mr. Luo."

Mr. Luo.

He wants to destroy him.

Song Ling was almost dumbstruck, he couldn't believe what kind of empire he was in.Is this the place where he grew up? Civilized, civilized, with the most advanced technology, but someone said something like "removing the glands" and "cultivating offspring".

He was born with pride, never thought that he would have such a day;

There was a buzzing in his mind, Song Ling was like a caged animal, its fangs and claws were restrained, and it was about to die in the shackles.

He looked at Alpha who was holding a syringe in front of him, and his heart throbbed in pain as if something was holding him back.

He felt a cold object pierce his neck, accompanied by a huge pain from his knee joint.It was the pain of breaking bones and flesh, enough to cover all the discomfort and embarrassment of the susceptible period.

He is a top Alpha, the freshman who has won the most medals in North City University, and he is a candidate who will have the opportunity to practice in the trusted team immediately.

How is an Alpha without glands different from a cripple?

Now, can he go back, and what kind of identity will he live with.

There was blood in front of his eyes, and the moment the anesthetic took effect, he heard the voice of Alpha talking to someone in his ear.

Luo Wenchuan, Luo Huaishan.

The two of them are like dogs, not things.

When Song Ling opened his eyes, the red in front of him gradually faded until it turned into a vast expanse of white.

Here he is, in the hospital.

"Song Ling!" The moment Song Ling was awake, someone rushed up, and the next second he heard a very clear sound, and a slap landed on his face.

"Sister..." As soon as Song Ling looked up, he saw Song Fei's tear-stained face.

"You still know to call me sister."

Seeing that another slap was about to come down, Zhou Yinan who was standing behind hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Song Fei: "Sister, Brother Ling just woke up, don't let him break you again!"

When Song Fei heard this sentence, her raised hand fell down. She looked at Song Ling with regret and hatred in her eyes, and she was even more distressed.She couldn't imagine that she had left the empire for only two or three months and saw such a scene when she came back.

Song Ling recovered, only to find that there were many people standing in the ward, including Zhou Yinan, Song Fei, Assistant Wang, and even Li Ke.

As if frightened by the scene in front of him, tears rolled out of Li Ke's eyes one after another.He had never seen such a battle, Song Ling was so powerful, his legs, arms, and neck were covered with gauze.

"Don't cry." Song Ling couldn't see anyone shed tears the most. He forced a smile to comfort Li Ke and said, "If you cry again, your makeup will take off."

Hearing this, Li Ke wiped away his tears and asked him, "Honey, do you feel pain, it must hurt to death..."

"I don't feel pain." Maybe it's because the anesthetic hasn't worn off yet, and he only has heartache at the moment.

"I am, why..." Song Ling wanted to ask how he got to the hospital, but before he could ask, a person walked in from outside the ward.

"Ms. Xiao." Song Ling looked at the tall man in front of him, and was speechless for a while.

Xiao Zeyan had half an unfinished cigar in his hand.As if realizing that cigars are not allowed in the ward, Xiao Zeyan extinguished the things in his hands and threw them into the trash can before walking to the bed again. It's not a good mood to betray him.

"I let you down." Song Ling said.

Xiao Zeyan didn't speak, and couldn't help but look for the wallet with cigars in his coat pocket with one hand. After finding nothing, he put his hand on the bed rail at the end of the bed, and said in a deep voice, "Let's have a rest."

In a few days, it will be the start of school at Beicheng University, and Song Ling obviously cannot go back to this state.

Song Ling carefully understood the meaning of this sentence. After a while, he asked, "My glands."

Xiao Zeyan said: "Go in time, the glands are fine, there are some problems with the knees, and the anterior cruciate ligament is ruptured."

"Break." Song Ling was stunned for a while before fully realizing the meaning of this sentence.

How could it be broken.

Seeing Song Ling's silence, Zhou Yinan said, "Brother Ling, I asked the doctor about it. It may be troublesome to recover for those who can undergo reconstruction surgery, but there are also cases that recover well. Many people can walk and jump after recovery... ..."

Seemingly sensing that Song Ling's face was too serious, Zhou Yinan couldn't continue talking.

The author says:

A little knife at the end, the next chapter will be fine, babies