My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

Wu Shui didn't make a floor in the end, and Qiu Xing rarely showed his overbearing side. He drove away Wu Shui and Qin Cheng with a sullen face, and the anti-guests pulled Xie Yang into Xian Yang's room.

After Xie Yang entered the door, he turned to look at Qiu Xing, his hands in his coat pockets, his face expressionless, and no words.

Qiu Xinghe and Xie Yang stared at each other, his dark face eased, and suddenly stepped forward to hug Xie Yang.

Xie Yang stretched his body like a stick and was very uncooperative.

Qiu Xing noticed Xie Yang’s silent resistance and smiled. He raised his hands and rubbed Xie Yang’s head, saying, “You don’t know how many lawless things are in your head... Xie Yang, we didn’t have anything last night. It happened, right?"

The camouflage in the small bedroom was very poor, Xie Yang knew that those illusions would not deceive Qiu Xing for too long, and his original intention was not to deceive Qiu Xing, but to fear that Qiu Xing would retreat. He raised his eyelids and said, "Guess what?"

"..." Qiu Xing raised his hand and rubbed Xie Yang's head, suddenly said, "Xie Yang, I'm sorry."

Xie Yang a meal.

"It makes you so hard to force you to this point, sorry."

"..."

Xie Yang finally moved. He hit Qiu Xing's hug with his shoulder and looked directly at Qiu Xing, saying: "Qiu Xing, what do you want to say?"

Qiu Xing's expression became serious and reached out to touch Xie Yang's eyes, saying: "I will go to country M again. If I can, I will let Dr. Kirkman adjust my treatment plan."

Xie Yang realized what, and the fingers in his pocket tightened unconsciously, watching Qiu Xing more attentively.

Qiu Xing looked at Xie Yang and said, "Xie Yang, when I come back, let's divorce."

Xie Yang's hands in his pockets were stunned and relaxed. After the anticipation in his heart extinguished, he quickly swelled with anger and nodded, saying, "Well, Qiu Xing, if this is your final decision -"

Qiu Xing suddenly grabbed Xie Yang's face, leaning on Xie Yang's lips with a touch.

Xie Yang's discourse stopped, looked up at Qiu Xing, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Qiu Xing reached out his hand and covered Yang Yang's eyes.

In the dark, Xie Yang couldn't see anything. Probably staying up late to get out of illusion, he seemed to hear Qiu Xing's heart beat too fast.

Qiu Xing's voice sounded.

"After the divorce, our transaction was over. After that... Xie Yang, would you like to talk to me about a real relationship?"

Xie Yang's eyes widened slightly, raising his hand to try to pull down Qiu Xing's hand.

The outstretched hand was caught and Qiu Xing's voice continued to sound.

During this time, the hesitation that always existed in the tone of Qiu Xing disappeared, and a trace of the unreasonableness that used to be used was restored.

"I'll gamble. If you win, you can only be mine in your life. Even if I die, you have to keep my tombstone for a lifetime, and don't allow you to find other people. If you lose, you will be given Rongding. Solution Yang, I didn’t want to struggle anymore. You hooked me out. You have to be responsible for me."

Xie Yang couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled Li's hand away.

The two looked at each other.

Qiu Xing moved his eyes instinctively, but quickly moved back, staring at Xie Yang directly, holding Xie Yang's hand instead, using the domineering to cover up the unrelenting and shyness of the bare-heartedness, saying: "Xie Yang, This time I’m talking, I’ll give everything you want. You... stay by my side."

The sugar bowl finally opened its lid completely.

Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing for a while, chuckled, pulled out his hand in his pocket, and took the initiative to hug Qiu Xing.

"Okay, we are divorced."

...

It was too late. After a while, Qiu Xing suddenly let go of Xie Yang, put on a face of his dad, and asked Xie Yang to go to bed quickly.

Xie Yang raised his eyebrows: "Shy?"

"...Nonsense." Qiu Xing frowned and helped Xie Yang pack out his pajamas and underwear, deduced Yang into the bathroom, and said, "Hurry up and go to bed, what time will you get up tomorrow?"

Xie Yang walked obediently to the bathroom and replied: "Six thirty."

At half past six, it is almost three o'clock now.

The expression of Dad who was just disguised on Qiu Xing's face immediately became true and said, "What kind of work arrangement are you? This is what you do as a boss, not squeezing employees, squeezing yourself?"

"This time is a special case." Xie Yang turned into the bathroom and turned to hold the bathroom door, deliberately asked Qiu Xing, "Wash together?"

Qiu Xing's expression froze at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, then suddenly stepped forward and lifted Xie Yang's hand holding the door, grasping the door handle.

boom!

The door was closed.

"Hurry up!"

Xie Yang looked at the door, smiled, and deliberately pulled the handle and asked, "Really not together -"

"Quick wash! I go to Wushui to take a bath!"

Time is really too late, Qiu Xing is not in good health, staying up late is taboo. Xie Yang heard no more tossing, obediently released his handle and began to wash.

When Xie Yang came out after taking a shower, Qiu Xing had not returned to his room. He came to the potted plants for decoration indoors, put his fingers on the potted leaves, mobilized the abilities that didn't recover in the core of the power, and drilled into the plant as quickly as possible.

He had a simple account when he just took a shower.

Almost four months have passed since the awakening of power, and he has been treating Qiu Xing for four months. At present, the progress of each ability and condition is that the ability level has not exceeded one level so far, and Qiu Xing's condition is only no longer worsening, and it has not improved.

too slow.

Fortunately, Qiu Xing finally got out of the turtle shell and decided to receive treatment. With abilities and modern medical methods, Qiu Xing's condition should get better soon.

Three years has become four years, as long as he works hard, I believe that four years will soon become ten years, and then twenty or thirty years... The power turns around, Xie Yang holds his thoughts and puts his fingers Retract, go to bed and lie down, closing your eyes.

After more than ten minutes, the door opened and the familiar footsteps approached the bed.

Xie Yang did not move. Although the sugar jar was opened, the courage was still not big, and it was temporarily unacceptable for someone to put his hand into the jar and take the sugar actively, only willing to give it secretly.

Sure enough, after about a minute, Xie Yang felt a warm breath spread on his face, and then his lips were warm, and his lips were rubbed gently, awkwardly, and carefully.

"good night."

...

When Xie Yang woke up the next day, Qiu Xing was still asleep. He reapplied with his old tricks, once again put his fingertips on Qiu Xing's eyebrows, and poured all the abilities into Qiu Xing's body. He didn't withdraw his hands until the core of the ability hurt.

Qiu Xing's uneasy sleeping position immediately relaxed.

Xie Yang got up and got out of bed.

After a busy morning at the shooting venue, Xie Yang took out his mobile phone while he was free to eat.

Qiu Xing really sent a WeChat message.

Qiu Xing: I got on the plane.

Qiu Xing: Get more rest.

Qiu Xing: I will be back soon.

Actually already gone.

Xie Yang typing.

Xie Yang: Tell me as soon as the inspection result comes out.

In the next few days, Xie Yang devoted himself to the shooting of mv. He often sleeps at two or three o'clock in the morning and then starts to shoot again at five or six o'clock.

Probably so as not to disturb Xie Yang's work and rest, Qiu Xing never called Xie Yang since he left, and sent Wei Yang to Xie Yang from time to time. The content of the post was very old. Spend more time sleeping.

Xie Yang did not dislike it. When he became vacant, he sent Qiu Xing back to WeChat. He also told Qiu Xing to eat more and sleep more.

A week later, Xie Yang ended the shooting of mv and set off to fly to j city. Before the plane took off, Xie Yang turned over WeChat and saw that Qiu Xing didn't send any new news and shut down directly.

Xie Yang slept all the way to J city. After the plane landed, Qin Cheng was awakened. He faintly felt his head dizzy and didn't care. After rubbing his face, he got up and put on a hat and sunglasses.

The crew sent someone to pick it up, and Xie Yang brought him to join the other party. After a few words of greeting, he followed the other party into the car. After getting in the car, Xie Yang leaned into the back of the chair. In the second, he was still thinking of turning on the phone to see if Qiu Xing sent a message. The next second, he fell asleep unknowingly.

Xie Yang was awakened by Qin Cheng, the car had stopped, and outside was the hotel arranged by the crew.

Qin Cheng frowned and asked worriedly: "How does it feel? You look a little bad."

"I'm asleep?" Xie Yang tried to sit up, but found that he didn't have any strength. Afterwards, he realized that the place where the power core is located was swelling after another.

He realized something and raised his hand to touch his forehead.

A little hot.

Sure enough, the power is upgrading.

Qin Cheng's opinion touched his forehead, and he became more and more worried. He asked closer, "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Xie Yang suppressed his joy and shook his head: "It's okay, advanced hotel."

Several people entered the hotel together. Zhou Huairen was staring at the set with several assistant directors and two screenwriters. Only the life director Huang Jianzai was in the hotel.

Huang Jian arranged a hotel room for Xie Yang, and then sent Xie Yang up.

From Huang Jian's Xie Yang, he learned that several other actors who played the male lead, male third, female lead, and female lead two have arrived. Zhou Dao is going to catch everyone away at night.

Xie Yang nodded to show his understanding, and then spoke with Huang Jian two courtesies to watch the other party leave.

After entering the room, Xie Yang immediately relaxed and supported his straight shoulders, walked to the bed and sat down, raised his hand and pressed his forehead.

The more Qin Cheng looked at Xie Yang's situation, the more he felt something was wrong. He looked in the room, pulled out a small medicine box, and took out the thermometer from inside to help Xie Yang check the temperature.

"39°6." Qin Cheng was anxious and quickly reached out to help Xie Yang. "Don't sit, I will take you to the hospital."

Xie Yang raised his hand to stop and said, "No, I often burn like this suddenly and take some medicine to sleep for one night. Brother Qin, you will help me talk to Zhou Dao later, I may not be able to go to the wind banquet at night. "

"How could it be possible to sleep for one night with such a high fever, go to the hospital to see."

Qin Cheng tried to persuade Yang, but Xie Yang insisted on using only a few medicines. Qin Cheng only had to follow Yang Yang and flipped the antipyretic medicine in the medicine box. Look carefully at the drug efficacy instructions and production date. The problem, but still feel uneasy, hesitated, sent Wu Shui to re-purchase medicine, and then said to Xie Yang: "Take the medicine first, if it's useless, let's go to the hospital immediately, don't brave yourself, understand?"

Xie Yang nodded, his consciousness was actually a little vague, but he was still holding on.

After more than ten minutes, Wu Shui bought the medicine and came back, Xie Yang took two. After that, he didn’t have the energy to take a bath. He took off his clothes and lay down on the bed. Before he fell asleep, he still told Wu Shui: You help me say a few words, don’t let him know about my illness, understand?"

Wu Shui nodded.

Xie Yang looked at Qin Cheng again: "Brother Qin, I might sleep a little longer for this sleep. Don't panic. I'm sick. I really sleep well."

Qin Cheng was still worried, but he said nothing. He stepped forward to give the quilt to Xie Yang and said, "I know, sleep, everything is with me. I will help you with Zhou Dao."

Xie Yang was relieved, turned his back to the two, and quickly fell asleep.