"No need to say thank you," the woman waved her hands gracefully. She already knew her habitual sexual movements very well. However, Qing Lan stared at her eyes, and her tone seemed to be a little darker.
, Xiang Qinglan stopped where he was, but listened very carefully.
"Qinglan, listen to Sister Xu," the woman who called herself Sister Xu patted Xiang Qinglan's body, which was much thinner than before. She never talked about her own affairs, but she could tell that in this woman
Something serious must have happened to her. She still remembers her lifeless eyes a few days ago, as if she had lost all the light in the world. Although she is better now, there is something hidden under her eyes.
The kind of pain still exists vaguely, and sometimes it makes people feel distressed to see it.
She is truly a strong woman who cannot be let go.
"Qinglan, if something happens, you must tell Sister Xu, and Sister Xu will do her best to help you." She said sincerely.
Xiang Qinglan nodded. There was a slight white mist in front of her eyes, swaying from time to time. She gently blinked her eyelashes, like a butterfly fanning a transparent light. Some emotions were felt in her heart and in her eyes.
"Qinglan, go to the hospital and have a look at your throat," she said again, but she saw Xiang Qinglan's eyes suddenly widened, Qinglan, I don't know what happened to you, but there is no
How can you live without your voice? She said earnestly, a single woman may have a family to take care of, and it will always be very inconvenient without her voice.
And it's not that she doesn't hope that it would be cruel for her to be mute for the rest of her life at such a young age.
Xiang Qinglan bit her lower lip slightly. Could her voice come back? She smiled at Xu Yi, and there was gratitude to her in that smile. Her voice, she really wanted it to come back.
When she came back, she tried many times but still couldn't make a sound.
If possible, would it?
She turned around and walked out with a look in her eyes, still holding a new translation document in her arms, but her heart was already confused, her voice, her voice.
She stood at the door of the hospital for a long time, still not sure whether to go in. Her hesitation was just because she was too scared. She was afraid of the result, which was not what she wanted to hear. In fact, she was not that strong.
It's just that I can tolerate it better than others.
Holding the information tightly, she took a deep breath and walked in. She still wanted to find her own voice. Even if it wasn't for herself, she wanted to do it for Qing.
She will give Qing a good life. He doesn't understand anything now, and she still has Qing to take care of. She wants him to live a good life instead of suffering with her like this.
The doctor sitting in front of him checked her throat from time to time, but finally sat down opposite her strangely, with a look of confusion in his eyes.
Xiang Qinglan just looked at him with wide eyes.
"Ms. Xiang," the doctor said quietly, then continued: "I have checked and there is nothing wrong with your vocal cords, and it is not congenital loss of voice, so the problem does not appear in your body, but in your body.
It's you who appears now..." He looked into Xiang Qinglan's eyes and said word by word, "The problem should be your psychology."
"Miss Xiang, have you ever experienced any kind of stimulation?" Looking through the medical records, the doctor asked about her condition. It is not that this kind of case has never happened here before. If the cause of the disease is not physical, then