Seeing that Melody was out of her mind, Dr. Li felt sorry for her. After working for so many years, she had seen many such things, but she still felt uncomfortable.
She was a mother herself. Although she couldn't experience it personally, she could understand it.
She raised her hand and gently patted on Melody's shoulder. For a moment, she forgot her ferocious face and simply regarded her as one of her many patients.
"Miss Melody, don't be discouraged. With the advanced medicine nowadays, we can finally find a way to cure your disease."
Melody didn't hear Dr. Li's comforting words at all. She was immersed in sadness and hated those men who ruined her life.
"I have something else to do. I have to go now."
She picked up her bag and left in a hurry. The smell of disinfectant in the hospital almost suffocated her.
She stumbled out of the gate of the hospital and looked back at the white building. It was like a big net, tightly wrapping up the people inside and taking away their vitality.
"It's impossible! It's impossible!"
How could she not be pregnant? She was Melody. There was nothing she couldn't do in the world!
Thinking of this, she could no longer hold back her tears. She walked aimlessly on the street, without any reaction when she met someone.
Melody didn't know how long she had walked. When she came to her senses again, she saw her father's gray temples, deeper wrinkles and much older.
"What have I done wrong?"
In a trance, Melody heard her father say so. She rushed into her father's arms and cried bitterly.
"Dad, I can't have my own child for the rest of my life. What should I do? What should I do?"
Although her father was powerful and had gone through a lot of ups and downs in the business world, he was at a loss for his daughter's weak whispers. He couldn't solve her problem as usual.
In the dim room, only the lights on the wall were emitting a
y along the carpet. The whole room was decorated in Chinese style, with unique wooden furniture and antique flavor.
The old man sat on the couch, with his eyes slightly narrowed. There was a bowl on the table, with some medicine residue left. The slight brown color was in sharp contrast to the white jade.
"Grandpa!"
Sheryl called softly, but the old man seemed to be frightened and immediately woke up, trying to hide something in panic. It happened so fast that Sheryl didn't notice it at all.
Frowning, she walked in slowly. She clearly saw a trace of sadness on the old man's face. It was as if something had slipped down, hidden in his neck and disappeared without a trace.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Do you feel uncomfortable?"
Sheryl didn't think too much. She just attributed all this to her grandfather's health. When people were old, there would be all kinds of situations.
"I'm fine!"
The old man slowly closed his eyes and hid all his emotions. There was a trace of vicissitudes on his face, but it was still unable to hide the aura between his sharp eyes and brows.
He plucked the sandalwood bead in his hand, making a soft sound of collision, which was especially clear in this quiet and empty room.
"Sheryl, why do come to me today?"