The Actor Wants to Divorce

Fu Ran's face was like ashes.

He greeted Lin Yang with a playful smile, and after a long time he gently pulled Lin Yang's quilt.

"I'll go downstairs and buy breakfast for you."

He lowered his head, walked out of the ward with dull eyes, and slowly closed the door.

He leaned on the door for a long time before he walked downstairs like a zombie.

The alley behind the hospital is a snack street.

The hospital’s hospital’s meals are provided here, and many family members of the patients will buy food here for the patients to go back home.

Fu Ran found a store to line up.

When it was his turn, the fat boss smiled, "Boy, what do you want?"

Fu Ran's throat seemed to be blocked, and it was almost impossible to say: "I, I don't know"

The boss said loudly, "Is anyone sick in your family? What's the problem?"

Fu Ran's nose was sore: "I love him, he has a bad stomach."

The boss knew: "Then I'll get you some porridge, my wife cooks it herself, it's delicious and nourishes my stomach."

While the boss is busy, he sighs with emotion: "You young people are busy with work, so you have to keep your stomach up well, otherwise something big will happen in the future.

Fu Ran nodded, his voice low and hoarse: "Okay."

Next to Fu Ran were a pair of mother and daughter. The little girl was five or six years old when Tong Yan Wuji.

He grabbed his mother's hand, "Mom, Mom, why is that uncle crying?"

The woman subconsciously looked at the handsome but exhausted man.

In the bright and bright morning sun, he clenched his teeth tightly, and strings of tears were pouring out from the corners of his eyes.

Near this hospital, life is parting, and life is happening every day.

The woman changed her face slightly, and hurriedly covered her daughter's mouth.

When Fu Ran returned to the ward, his eyes were still red, but there was something abnormal on his face that people could not see.

He opened the hot porridge and placed it in front of Lin Yang, "Come on, eat some."

"I have no appetite."

"You have to eat a little bit. If you don't eat, you will be weak."

Fu Ran picked up the bowl and wanted to feed him.

Lin Yang leaned his head on the pillow, frowned slightly, and reluctantly swallowed the porridge that Fu Ran had fed him.

"I'll go back to pack some clothes and daily necessities later. If you see what you need, just tell me, I'll help you come here together."

Lin Yang: "I don't need you to take care of me here. You should return to the company soon."

Fu Ran is always spending with him, and the company still doesn't know what the chaos is going on.

Fu Ran blew the hot porridge and handed it to Lin Yang's lips again: "I'm not going to the company recently, anyway, it's nothing serious. When you get better, I will go back."

Lin Yang smashed a small bowl of porridge, and Fu Ran was slightly relieved.

"Does the stomach hurt?"

Lin Yang frowned: "It's okay."

With drug control, his body is no longer as uncomfortable as the previous two days.

Lin Yang is going to be hospitalized next. There is nothing here. Fu Ran wants to go home to get something, "What do you want to eat at noon? I will cook fish soup for you?"

Lin Yang closed his eyes, "Whatever."

Fu Ran tucked his quilt, then took Lin Yang's test sheet and left quietly.

After leaving the hospital, he drove the car directly to Ji Rulang's apartment.

Ji Rulang was on the night shift last night, and he is still sleeping.

Ji Rulang was shocked when he heard the sound of slamming the door outside. He only assumed that the family member of the patient came to the door.

He put on a suit and hurried to open the door.

"Here is coming, who is it?"

As soon as the door opened, standing at the door was Fu Ran with blood-red eyes.

Ji Rulang was startled, "Fu Ran, you have a brain disease and ran to me and smashed the door?"

He really broke up with Lin Yang and broke his mind.

Fu Ran breathed heavily and shrank his shoulders slightly, his whole figure resembling a ghost who had just crawled out of the water.

Ji Rulang pulled Fu Ran into the room and closed the door, "No, Fu Ran, are you okay?"

Fu Ran took the test sheet out of the bag and handed it to Ji Rulang.

"You are in the oncology department, you help me see how to treat it."

Ji Rulang didn't take it seriously, so he took it casually, "You are here for this. I thought the sky was falling. Wouldn't it be alright for you to call me?"

He lowered his head and glanced at the test sheets quickly, and smiled casually: "Whose film is this? Is it your friend?"

Fu Ran's eyes were hollow: "Xiao Yang's."

The smile on Ji Rulang's lips instantly stiffened.

He stared at the test sheet in his hand, his face pale for an instant, and he looked at Fu Ran in disbelief, "Who owns it?"

Fu Ran's voice was hoarse: "Xiaoyang's."

Ji Rulang's breathing tightened, and his eyes fell on those test sheets. Every one of them was swept away, and a pair of brows were twisted to death, and he never saw the previous laughter again.

Fu Ran pressed Ji Rulang's shoulder and smiled lightly, "Rulang, you are the youngest doctor in your department, and your grandfather is an authoritative expert. You must have a way to cure Xiaoyang, right?"

Ji Rulang looked up and glanced at Fu Ran with some difficulty.

Then look at Lin Yang's test sheet again.

He knew it at a glance.

In the advanced stage of gastric cancer, the cancer cells have spread and the probability of cure is almost zero.

If it is his patient, he will tactfully advise the family members and be psychologically prepared

But this is Lin Yang.

It's his person who sends his love to the bones.

This kind of cruel remarks should be said by him.

Seeing Ji Rulang's head dull and silent, Fu Ran's eyes were red.

He choked, his voice full of crying.

"Speak, Rulang, Xiaoyang's illness can't be delayed any longer, I want to heal him quickly, and I want him to go home"

His hand gripped Ji Rulang's neckline tightly.

Ji Rulang felt uncomfortable with his heart pumping, "Fu Ran, Fu Ran, calm down."

"Puffing __"

Fu Ran directly knelt down to Ji Rulang.

Ji Rulang's face changed suddenly, panicked and anxious: "Fu Ran, what are you doing?"

The two people have been in friendship for so many years, from childhood to adulthood, when did Fu Ran kneel down?

Give it to him!

He hurriedly pulled Fu Ran from the ground.

Fu Ran knelt upright, his voice hoarse, and he didn't want to get up: "Rulang, I beg you, you can help Xiaoyang."

Ji Rulang's eyes were scarlet, and his brain was "buzzing".

"How can I save it!" Ji Rulang directly pulled Fu Ran by the collar and lifted the person up, "He is so ill, what's the use of begging me now, why go early!"

Ji Rulang sat down on the chair and let out a "hey".

Fu Ran stumbled over.

Ji Rulang's voice is low: "I will show it to my grandpa right away. Their team is currently the most advanced medical team for gastric cancer treatment in China."

There was a gleam in Fu Jia's eyes.

Ji Rulang still wanted to give him a vaccination, "Fu Ran, with my years of experience as a doctor, Lin Yang's condition is very bad."

"Can't you have surgery?" Fu Ran was short of breath: "Just cut off the tumor."

"How simple it is!" Ji Rulang bit his teeth and looked at Fu Ran bitterly; "His cancer cells have spread to other places. You just cut off his entire stomach, and his liver, he Where’s your lungs? Have you cut them all together?"

Fu Ran's eyes were blushing.

Ji Rulang let out a sigh of relief, and he read the test sheets again.

He frowned: "You can transfer Lin Yang to our hospital first. The oncology department of the third hospital is not as high as our hospital."

Fu Ran nodded and hurriedly took out his mobile phone: "Okay."

Ji Rulang's eyes darkened by three points, and he said something that shouldn't be said.

"Fu Ran, you have to be mentally prepared. Judging from this test sheet, I don't recommend operating on Lin Yang."

Fu Ran still insisted, but Ji Rulang interrupted him directly.

"Let Lin Yang have less pain."

Fu Ran's eyes were red for a moment.

The heart throbbed fiercely, and the pain that even the body was about to split, made Fu Ran couldn't help bending over and knelt on the floor.

Ji Rulang squeezed the bridge of his nose, his voice tired: "I'll call my grandfather and ask him to come over, Fu Ran, I will try my best to save him, but..."

"You are mentally prepared to treat Lin Yang better."

I don't know how long it took before Fu Ran staggered to stand up from the ground.

"I'll go back to pack Xiaoyang and go through the transfer formalities"

Ji Rulang watched him walk to the door with numb eyes, and finally couldn't help asking: "He was not sick for a day or two. What were you doing before?

Fu Ran's back stiffened for an instant.

Yeah, what is he doing?

He shut Xiaoyang at home, not letting him take medicine and not letting him see the doctor

Forcing him to eat things that he can't eat

He did these assholes.

Ji Rulang went to see his grandfather with a few test sheets.

In fact, it's the same whether you go or not. He knows very well that Lin Yang's life has already entered the countdown.

It was nothing more than a pretence to give Fu Ran a psychological comfort.

Here Fu Ran went home and packed a suitcase. It was still early. He went to the fresh supermarket downstairs and bought two of the freshest grass carp, and then went back to the apartment to stew it.

After Lin Yang's transfer procedures were completed, Fu Ran rushed to the hospital non-stop with the fish soup.

"I boiled the fish soup, it's very fresh." Fu Ran poured the fish soup out: "Try it."

Lin Yang: "I don't like fish."

"I know, I have picked out the fish, so I will get some soup to replenish the body." Fu Ran carefully blew the cold fish soup and handed it to Lin Yang's lips.

Lin Yang frowned uncomfortably.

"I can't go any further."

Fu Ran: "I'll cook chicken soup for you that night and stop eating fish."

Lin Yang: "Are you looking for Rulang?"

Fu Ran didn't speak.

"What did he say?" Lin Yang sneered; "Am I out of help?"

Fu Ran suddenly raised his head: "Don't talk nonsense, he said it can be cured."

As soon as the voice fell, two nurses walked outside the door.

"Mr. Lin, I'm going to give you the first course of chemotherapy."

Fu Ran was a little nervous for a moment.

Lin Yang; "Fu Ran, you can go out and go around."

Fu Ran's eyes were red, "I'll be with you. You will hurt, Xiao Yang, I'll be with you"

Lin Yang was impatient: "Go out, I want to eat some soup dumplings at the gate of the previous school."

Fu Ran choked up: "Okay, I'll buy it for you"

When Fu Ran returned from buying a soup dumpling, Lin Yang's chemotherapy was over.

He curled up on the bed, his whole body was thin, his face was pale as a sheet of paper, his brows were tightly twisted, and he looked extremely uncomfortable.

Fu Ran walked over cautiously, pulled away the soaked hair on his forehead, and handed him the soup bag.

"Xiao Yang, I bought it." Fu Ran's voice couldn't help but tremble: "Are you uncomfortable? If it's uncomfortable, just sleep for a while, and then wake up.

Lin Yang breathed heavily and slowly closed his eyes.

Fu Ran kissed his hair and put his head on the pillow.

Seeing Lin Yang's pale face, his emotions collapsed completely at this moment, and the cry in his throat could hardly be restrained. He clenched his teeth hard and didn't cry.

The door of the ward was pushed open from the outside.

Jiang Yichen walked in panic, followed by Gu Qingrang behind him.