How Can Two Scummy Alphas Fall in Love - Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Once Han Fufu decided to do something, she would never look back. She considered that as long as the benefits outweighed the risks after careful deliberation, she was willing to undertake risky ventures.

Take the gland transplant, for example. In the eyes of others, it might be entirely detrimental, but she believed that as long as it ensured a lifelong future with Qin Qiao, no future difficulty would be insurmountable.

After scheduling the time with the doctor, Han Fufu arranged her work in advance and went to the hospital alone.

She couldn’t disclose the transplant to anyone during this period, or someone would surely try to stop her.

The day of the scheduled surgery was a continuously drizzly, overcast day. Once this rain passed, the weather would warm up.

Spring would pass, and summer would arrive.

Han Fufu walked into the main entrance of the hospital, holding a transparent umbrella. She looked back at the sky, took a deep look, and then turned to enter.

Unaccompanied, she handled the procedures herself and was admitted to the luxurious single suite.

The amenities were excellent, but the room was too large…

It felt empty, a little lonely.

However, the thought that she would be with Qin Qiao after this surgery made Han Fufu’s anxiety and loneliness vanish instantly.

In the days leading up to the surgery, Han Fufu completed all the necessary examinations.

The attending doctor, knowing Han Fufu’s esteemed status, tried to dissuade her gently: “Are you sure you want to proceed, Miss Han? Your gland is truly precious. How many people wish they had it?”

“Doctor, I’ve made up my mind. Once a choice is made, there’s no need to worry about what was given up. I’m focusing on what I gain.” Han Fufu then signed the consent form for the surgery.

She was Han Fufu. Since birth, she had more than ordinary people. Anything she desired, as long as she expressed it, people would rush to hand it to her.

But this time, what she desired was once-in-a-lifetime, so trading a precious gland for it was inconsequential.

The doctor had never before seen a top-tier Alpha willing to exchange for an Omega gland. Unable to persuade Han Fufu, he could only nod and accept the surgical form. “Alright, if you insist on this, we cannot stop you. Since you’re undergoing the surgery, we will naturally ensure your safety.”

“Thank you.” After concluding the discussion with the doctor, Han Fufu was led by a nurse to the changing room to put on the surgical gown.

In the changing room, Han Fufu undressed and stood in front of the mirror, staring at herself. She turned around and looked at the slightly raised gland at the back of her neck.

“For Qiao Qiao.” Han Fufu slowly raised her hand and gently touched her gland. There was a sense of reluctance, but more so, anticipation for the future.

She keenly anticipated Qin Qiao accepting her love after the transplant.

Or perhaps Qin Qiao would initiate the declaration of love.

After all, their relationship had long crossed the line.

In Han Fufu’s mind, they were just one reciprocal declaration of love away from truly proving their extraordinary relationship.

“Miss Han, are you ready? We’re heading to the operating room today,” the nurse at the door reminded her.

Han Fufu realized she had lingered over her gland for quite a while. She smiled faintly at the mirror, then put on the surgical gown.

“Coming.” Han Fufu walked toward the door and followed the nurse into the operating room.

Lying on the operating table, she was administered anesthesia and subsequently fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep was very deep, very profound.

In her dreams, Han Fufu had a long-awaited vision of her first love, whose figure walked far ahead. Sunlight shone on her first love. Han Fufu hesitated, then chased after her.

Han Fufu kept running the entire way, but no matter how hard she pursued, her first love maintained a consistent distance.

Just as Han Fufu considered giving up the chase, her first love suddenly stopped in the distance.

“Fufu…” A familiar voice rang out.

Han Fufu was surprised to hear the familiar voice.

Her first love slowly turned around, and the face and figure gradually became clear.

It was Qin Qiao!

The image of Han Fufu’s first love had morphed into Qin Qiao.

“Qiao Qiao! It really is you!” Han Fufu was delighted that the person in front of her was Qin Qiao and not her first love. She smiled and ran toward Qin Qiao.

The two embraced.

Just as Han Fufu was immersed in happiness, Qin Qiao violently pushed her away.

“Fufu, why do you smell different?” Qin Qiao’s face was very distressed. She covered her mouth and nose with her hand, looking at Han Fufu with revulsion. “You’ve changed. I don’t like you this way.”

“Qiao Qiao, but you like me, don’t you?” Han Fufu grabbed Qin Qiao’s arms in disbelief.

Qin Qiao took a step back, letting out a sneer. “I like you? How could I…”

How could I…

How could I…

How could I…

These four words circled Han Fufu’s ears like a chant, nearly driving her insane.

“No… you’re lying to me,” Han Fufu screamed in despair in her dream.

“Ugh…” In reality, Han Fufu lay on the hospital bed, her head shaking slightly from side to side. She struggled to wake up from the dream.

Several nurses standing nearby sighed in relief when they saw Han Fufu finally stirring.

The attending doctor walked over to Han Fufu. “Miss Han, you’re finally awake. If you hadn’t woken up soon, we would have been done for.”

“Ugh…” Han Fufu was still under the effects of the anesthesia. She tried to speak but couldn’t articulate clearly. “I… just… woke up?”

“Yes. Normally, people wake up within half an hour after the surgery. You took nearly two hours and still weren’t waking up. You almost scared us to death,” a junior nurse explained.

Han Fufu closed her eyes and nodded. “Woke up… that’s… good…”

After Han Fufu woke up, the nurses performed a check-up on her. Only after confirming all vital signs were normal did they fully relax.

The attending doctor looked at the results and nodded in satisfaction. “It’s fine. Apart from the prolonged recovery from anesthesia, everything else is perfectly normal. Your pheromones will start to manifest slowly in three days. Regarding pregnancy, it might be difficult, the probability is quite low, depending on how well you integrate with the new gland.”

After the attending doctor finished a series of instructions, the effects of the anesthesia lessened, and it became easier for Han Fufu to speak.

“Doctor, when can I be discharged?”

“In a week.”

“I want my original gland to be properly stored. Don’t give it to anyone. I want to keep it. When I’m gone, bury it with me.”

The doctor agreed. “That’s perfectly feasible. Others have requested that before.”

Han Fufu was still very weak right after the surgery. Furthermore, with the Omega gland transplant, her physical stamina was noticeably inferior to before.

The doctor and nurses, after giving their instructions, all exited the room to allow Han Fufu to recuperate in peace.

Seven days later, Han Fufu was finally discharged.

It was a rare sunny day outside, indicating that the rainy season had passed.

Han Fufu walked out of the hospital, stood by the road, looked at the vast white clouds and the clear blue sky, and her mood immediately improved.

A faint sandalwood scent drifted in the air, but this sandalwood scent had now transformed into an Omega’s pheromone, carrying a different sensation than before.

Han Fufu called her assistant, Cong Sheng, to come and pick her up.

Cong Sheng, seeing the hospital location, drove over anxiously.

After Han Fufu got into the car, Cong Sheng eagerly asked, “CEO Han, what happened? Are you feeling unwell? Have you been at the hospital all this time? Why didn’t you have anyone accompany you?”

“Do you usually talk this much?” Han Fufu was in a good mood and couldn’t help but joke, “Or are you the ‘Ten Thousand Whys’?”

“CEO Han, please don’t tease me,” Cong Sheng worried. “CEO Qin hasn’t been able to contact you these past few days either. She came to the company several times looking displeased. She might be mad at you.”

“Mad?” The image of Qin Qiao’s sulky, angry cheeks popped into Han Fufu’s mind, making her want to laugh.

Cong Sheng continued to probe. “CEO Han, what exactly have you been doing these days? I’m your assistant. I need to know your health condition.”

Han Fufu looked at the scenery outside the car window and said calmly, “I’ve become an Omega.”

Cong Sheng, driving, said, “Oh… as long as you’re not sick… Huh?”

The car swerved abruptly and stopped by the roadside.

Cong Sheng completely turned around, looking at his boss in horror. “You… are you joking?”

“No, I just got a gland transplant these days. I didn’t do anything else.” Han Fufu leaned back against the seat. Her demeanor was no different than before, only the pheromone scent on her body had changed.

Unfortunately, Cong Sheng was a Beta and couldn’t smell pheromones. He was still in utter disbelief.

“You mentioned Qiao Qiao was looking for me, right? Just take me home, then tell her to come to my place tonight.” Han Fufu ignored Cong Sheng’s exploding brain cells.

Cong Sheng was still fixated on the gland transplant. “CEO Han, does anyone else know about your transplant?”

“No. My mother doesn’t know, and Qiao Qiao doesn’t know either.” Han Fufu paused. “But she will know tonight. What a pity, you were the first one I told.”

Is this the time to worry about who knows first? Cong Sheng was on the verge of tears. The heir of a major family had suddenly changed from a top-tier Alpha to an Omega?

“CEO Han, do you know how hard it is for an Omega to do business?” Cong Sheng was agitated, like an ant on a hot pan. He didn’t want the company’s stock to plummet just because of his boss’s secondary gender.

“What’s so hard? Didn’t Gu Xue’er thrive too?” Han Fufu wasn’t worried at all that her capability would suffer just because of a gender change.

Cong Sheng could only process the shock internally and continued driving.

On the way home, Han Fufu bought some flowers. After being dropped off, she tidied up the house a bit and then sat in the living room, waiting for Qin Qiao.

In the evening, the automated door lock made a mechanical turning sound.

Qin Qiao had arrived.

Han Fufu stood up, turned to the person at the doorway, and called out softly, “Qiao Qiao.”