My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

In the hospital ward, Feng Qinglin turned off all kinds of news on the Internet, looked at Xie Yang who was studying the menu, and asked, "Will Tao Yang really come?"

"Yes." Xie Yang turned the menu over. "Tao Yang should be the person in the world who doesn't want Qiu Xingyi to be better. Now there is an opportunity to stop Qiu Xingyi from recovering. This opportunity is still very good. It may be the last and only chance. With such a big temptation, even if he knows that this is mostly a trap, he can’t help but come to confirm the truth."

"Then if he doesn't come, or send someone else..."

"It's possible, but it's low. He has lost too many cards now and is in a state where he can't run away and hide shortly. Before, he paid almost everything for the "perfectness" of this "artwork" of hatred. , It's about whether'artwork' loses the last chance of'artistic', he will not fake others' hands."

Feng Qinglin frowned straight, looked at what Qiu Xing said to Wu Shui at the door of the ward, and shook his head: "I always feel unreliable."

"To say something more unreliable to you, Tao Yang may have been buried in the hospital and hidden."

Feng Qinglin's voice rose instantly: "What?"

Xie Yang waved his hand: "Be calm. Rest assured, even if he has been lurking in, he won't move blindly these days. He will maneuver his hand when the best and most stable is when your uncle is operating."

Feng Qinglin is hard to calm down: "Uncle, are you not afraid?"

"What are you afraid of? This is arranged by your uncle's special release of water. I didn't see your uncle checked the security situation of the community, Rongding and Yangxing before. Did you not check here? Leave some flaws to make him look forward. Rest assured, nothing will be wrong." Xie Yang ticked a few dishes on the menu and handed the list to Feng Qinglin. "Choose what you love to eat, don't say uncle and you Abuse you. Make it clear in advance that your uncle and I will eat hot pot for New Year’s Eve dinner. If you don’t like hot pot, order a few more dishes."

Feng Qinglin looked at the menu in front of him, and then looked at Xie Yang's incomparable expression, still unable to calm down: "Is it really okay?"

Xie Yang raised his eyebrows: "Do you not believe me, or your uncle, or the police?"

"..." Dare not believe it.

Feng Qinglin reached out and took the list.

"Don't choose your uncle, you can only see what you can't eat."

Feng Qinglin was ready to hook the spicy grilled lamb chops, silently moved away, and hooked up a warm tonic lamb soup.

In the twenty-sixth, twenty-seventh, and twenty-eightth years, all three days passed peacefully. The year is approaching. There are fewer paparazzi crouching in front of the hospital every day, and the hospital is gradually deserted.

Finally, in the twenty-ninth year, the day of the operation of Qiu Xing rumored by the outside world arrived.

Wu Shui took the bodyguard to enclose the building where the operation was carried out, and the building was also vacated, except for the doctors and nurses who were required to perform the operation. Outside this building, hospital security guards and plain-clothed policemen scattered around the hospital, intensively patrolling.

A full set of acting performances, at 8 am, Qiu Xing changed into a sick suit and was pushed into the operating room by Kirkman.

Xie Yang sat down on the corridor bench outside the operating room, closed his eyes against the wall, and slowly spread out the abilities to cover the entire hospital. According to the different degrees of purification of each person in the power network, they were positioned separately.

This positioning method can only blur everyone's trends and consume a lot, but it is better than nothing.

Time flows away quietly.

At ten in the morning, a sudden fire broke out in the southeast corner of the hospital. Wu Shui came to report, Xie Yang opened his eyes, didn't move, said: "put out the fire, continue to stare at this building."

One wave was unsettled and another wave started again. After a few minutes, the hospital suddenly lost power, and only the operating rooms connected to the backup power source were still lit.

There was commotion everywhere, and the hospital urgently activated standby power.

Just as everyone was caught up in fire and power, all of a sudden, there were several people in the power network who chose to approach this building.

Xie Yang opened his eyes.

coming.

He locked his abilities to those people, called Wu Shui, and asked a few words.

It didn't take long for those people to arrive at the various entrances and exits of this building, entangled with the bodyguards guarding the entrance. Only one of these people avoided the bodyguard and came out of the window of the ward somewhere on the first floor, and stayed for a while before entering the ward.

At the same time, Xie Yang's cell phone rang and He Jun, who was in the monitoring room, called.

"Small boss, someone broke the window into this building, and I have informed Wu Shui to catch people in the past."

Xie Yang frowned, and suddenly felt something was wrong, got up and went downstairs.

He succeeded in meeting with Wu Shui who had already caught people in the hall. Wu Shui grabbed a sick and middle-aged man in front of Xie Yang, frowned and said, "It's not Tao Yang."

... unexpectedly, within reason.

Xie Yang looked at the man who dodged his eyes, guilty and guilty, and asked, "Are you a patient in this hospital?"

The man bowed his head.

"How much did Tao Yang give you?"

The man did not dare to look at Yang, and said with a whisper: "I just want to save some money for my son... He is still young, and I can't drag on the family all the time."

It’s good to take advantage of the patient’s despair and owe to his family.

Xie Yang looked out of the hall again and asked Wu Shui: "Did the person who set fire and cut off the electricity catch it before?"

"You don't have to catch it anymore." The man took the initiative to speak, his head lowering. "It was all made by me and my patient... that person asked me to bring you a sentence. He said, said..."

"Say what?"

"Xie Yang, you guessed wrong."

Xie Yang looked at the man for a few seconds, regained the ability he had been spreading, and said to Wu Shui: "Withdraw, Tao Yang will not come." Then he turned and strode upstairs.

A few minutes later, Qiu Xing came out of the operating room and entered the ward, asking, "What's going on?"

Xie Yang looked back from his thoughts, watching Qiu Xing's expression cold and slightly anxious, rolling the speculation just sorted out in his heart, without saying, shaking his head: "It's okay, Tao Yang didn't appear by himself. He used A group of critically ill patients in this hospital, I think he should have run away."

"Not showing up?"

"No, it seems that he is not as attached to you as we thought."

Qiu Xing frowned deeply, stepped forward to touch Xie Yang's head, and promised: "I'll catch him, definitely." After saying that, he gave Xie Yang a hug, and then turned out of the ward with his mobile phone.

Xie Yang watched Qiu Xing leave, then withdrew his eyes and looked at his hands.

Adam and his birds, birds with broken wings.

guessed wrong.

Xie Yang clenched his hands.

He did guess wrong. In other words, Tao Yang passed him a wrong message through Mu Zhouyi. At that time, Mu Zhouyi said that Tao Yang's ending for him and Qiu Xing was a sick death, a painful life with broken wings.

But this should be wrong, Mu Zhouyi reversed their ending. What Tao Yang really wanted was that he died, and then the hatred that had hope and lost hope became more desperate, fell into the abyss again, and suffered in pain in the world.

Tao Yang is no longer satisfied with the simple death of Qiu Xing, he wants to appreciate Qiu Xing's more desperate gesture.

If the former Tao Yang wanted to let Qiu Xing die, then the current Tao Yang wants to watch Qiu Xingxin die.

An abnormal metamorphosis.

But there must be a place where he guessed right, that is the last chance Tao Yang can struggle. If Tao Yang’s goal is him, then the TV station building where the party of all parties will come and go tomorrow will be the best place for Tao Yang to start with him.

Qiu Xing entered the door again, Xie Yang gathered his eyes, looked towards Qiu Xing, and asked, "How is it?"

Qiu Xing shook his head: "It's all patients who are making trouble. Tao Yang contacted them through their family members. I didn't show up. The police are gathering those family members to check their contact with Tao Yang."

"It is estimated that it will take a long time to check." Xie Yang stood close to Qiu Xing, first smoothed Qiu Xing's eyebrows, then held Qiu Xing's hand, and smiled, "Come on, go home and eat New Year's Eve dinner."

"Xie Yang."

Xie Yang patted Qiu Xing's shoulder: "Don't be stressed, don't worry, I believe you will catch him. Now, we should go home for New Year's Eve dinner, I am hungry."

Qiu Xing looked at Yang for a few seconds, stretched his arms to embrace Xie Yang, and touched the back of his head: "Okay, let's go home."

...

That night, Xie Yang updated a Weibo.

[Xie Yang: It is not a second operation, but a normal review. The results of the review were very satisfactory, and Qiu Xing has basically recovered. 】

There are a few photos below. In the photo, Qiu Xing was sitting at the dining table. His face was ruddy and full of energy.

Worried that the crab powder for many days was finally relieved, the rumors outside soon dissipated.

After the New Year's Eve, Xie Yang washed and went to bed early to recuperate for the next day's party.

Qiu Xing accompanied Xie Yang in bed early, hugged Xie Yang into his arms, and bowed his head to kiss: "I'll pick you up."

"Okay. You remember to wear more. My show ends at about 11:40. It should be almost twelve at the time. The temperature was very low at that time. And I read the weather forecast that it might snow at night."

"Xie Yang."

"Ok?"

"When Tao Yang is caught, we will go to the meeting and the one without bodyguards."

Xie Yang raised his head, looked at Qiu Xing's vague face in the dark, smiled, raised his head to kiss, and said, "Okay."

Tomorrow should be completely over.

This night, Xie Yang nibbled to the last energy group in the power core and fell asleep.

After this period of encroachment, the energetic mass has changed from the initial size of the little fingernail to the size of half a sesame. According to Xie Yang's estimation, this energy group will be completely eaten away by him in two or three days at most.

However, during this period of nibbling, in addition to allowing him to obtain a lot of weird energy templates, it did not allow him to get more information about that main system and "new life".

Perhaps the important information is hidden in the data written in unfamiliar text, but unfortunately, he can't understand it.

...

No dream overnight.

After getting up, Xie Yang took out his phone and turned it on, and posted a Weibo.

[Xie Yang: I know you will come, see you today. 】

"Tip fans early in the morning?"

very sour.

Xie Yang looked back at Qiu Xing, who opened his eyes when he didn't know when, and called: "Vice President?"

Qiu Xing frowned: "What?"

"This is the nickname given to you by fans, I think it suits you very well."

"..."

Qiu Xing became furious and pressed Xie Yang under him.

The party was about to be prepared very early. After breakfast, Qiu Xing accompanied Xie Yang out and sent Xie Yang to the TV station building. Qiu Xing answered the phone on the road, which was called by the police.

Xie Yang looked over after Qiu Xing put down his phone and asked, "How?"

"The police found traces of Tao Yang leaving B city on the bus, and let us be free to recognize the monitoring. They have basically confirmed that this time is Tao Yang himself, and the monitoring equipment has taken a very clear face.

"Huh." Xie Yang nodded and patted Qiu Xing's palm. "So we can have a comfortable year."

Qiu Xinghuo held Xie Yang's hand and said nothing. He raised Xie Yang's hand and kissed it, his tightness relaxed a lot.

After dozens of minutes, the car stopped under the TV station building, Xie Yang said goodbye to Qiu Xing, and got Wu Shui into the building.

The process of the party has been rehearsed countless times, and everything is proceeding step by step.

After Xie Yang finished modeling, he went to a special rest area and waited for the stage. He sent WeChat and Qiu Xing from time to time, tweeted Weibo, and occasionally accepted a random interview with the TV station. Time passed in a blink of an eye.

At 11:35 in the evening, the prelude to "The Prosperous Age" sounded through the studio, and the figure of Xie Yang appeared on the TV screens of countless families.

Outside the building, Qiu Xing touched the flat screen and wore a red suit. The whole person looked enthusiastic and open, and his mouth was ticked.

After the performance ended successfully, Xie Yang went into the background, and after discussing with the staff, he took Wu Shui and left. The two boarded the elevator with several other performing guests who were about to leave and went downstairs to take the car.

Soon the elevator reached the lobby on the first floor, the people in the elevator went down, and the people waiting outside came up.

When the two parties passed by, Xie Yang felt his hand tingle. The power that had been running in his body immediately flew toward the stinging place, and then a strong sense of swallowing came.

Xie Yang stopped and looked at a hooded worker who was walking towards the elevator with a work sign and called, "Tao Yang."

All the people around him who heard Xie Yang's call were stunned, and then Qi Xie looked at the staff member along Xie Yang's eyes. Wu Shui also reacted and rushed to catch people.

"I know you will find it." The staff who had entered the elevator slowly raised their heads in everyone's uncertain eyes, raised their hands to take off their hats, and revealed a delicate face, which was Tao Yang.

He looked at Xie Yang, and even if Wu Shui twisted his arm, he still didn't panic, as if he had expected all this, and he smiled with satisfaction: "However, I won."

There was a faint inhalation sound all around, and everyone stepped back and moved away from Tao Yang.

Only Xie Yang stood still, he and Tao Yang stared at each other, and smiled, asking, "You won? What win?"

Tao Yang's eyes fell on Xie Yang's hands, and then he moved back to Xie Yang's face and smiled and said terrible words: "Use your life. What if Qiu Xingkai is better, he will only live better than in the future It's even more painful. It's great that you let him fall in love with you, Xie Yang, thank you for helping me achieve my best work."

Wu Shui's expression changed and looked towards Xie Yang. He wanted to release Tao Yang to see Xie Yang's situation. He was afraid that Tao Yang had run away. It was a dilemma.

Xie Yang waved his hand to signal that Wu Shui was fine.

A staff member found that something was wrong here, and took the building security guard to make a big stride towards this side.

Tao Yang glanced over there, and then looked at Xie Yang: "Why didn't you speak, it started to be uncomfortable? Xie Yang, don't hold on anymore, fear and fear are not embarrassing emotions."

Xie Yang replied: "Tao Yang, is it worth it?"

"It's not worth it." The expression on Tao Yang's face became more and more joyful, as if he had seen everything he wanted spread out in front of his eyes. "I was imprisoned for at most 20 years. After 20 years, I was in my forties. If it is good or has a major contribution, I may be able to come out in ten years. I will be in my thirties after ten years. At that time, I will release my most perfect work, and there will be countless people crazy about my work. It should be alive, and the madness, struggling, pain, and despair in him will become my continuous art nourishment."

Xie Yang began to approach Tao Yang.

The smile on Tao Yang's face increased: "Xie Yang, you are the best sacrifice."

Xie Yang stopped in front of Tao Yang and looked up and down at him: "So the one who killed the original owner in the original book is really your pervert. Sacrifice? Your work is really dirty."

Tao Yang frowned, not understanding Xie Yang's previous sentence, but the latter sentence succeeded in angering him. He looked at Xie Yang coldly, and smiled again after a few seconds: "It's not bad, you look great when you support it. Don't you look for Qiu Xing waiting outside. You are now past, you should still see Qiu Xing last side ."

Wu Shui was anxious: "Boss--"

"The last side?" Xie Yang leaned closer to Tao Yang, hooked his lips a little, lifted the hand that Tao Yang touched with something he didn't know, carefully turned around in front of Tao Yang, and moved flexibly Action, "What nonsense are you talking about. Tao Yang, are you crazy, or are you hallucinating?" He said a template in the core of running power, and at the same time exploring the power into Tao Yang.

Tao Yang, unaware of the power, looked towards Xie Yang's hand, the smile on his face disappeared, and then looked at Xie Yang's still rosy face and clear eyes, frowning.

Xie Yang continued to smile: "There are still works?" He moved closer to Tao Yang, his voice lowered, "I can make you no longer able to hold the pen, can you believe it?"

The security guard of the building arrived in time to take Tao Yang from Wu Shui. Wu Shui quickly gathered in front of Xie Yang and asked anxiously, "Boss, are you okay? Are you uncomfortable?"

Xie Yang shook his head: "I'm fine, he didn't touch me before."

Tao Yang's expression changed completely after hearing this, and said, "Impossible! I definitely met you."

"You feel cheated on you."

Tao Yang struggled and turned his head: "No, Xie Yang you--"

The template works successfully, and the ability is successfully marked in Tao Yang's brain. At the same time, Xie Yang uses the mark to probe the ability into Tao Yang's hands, blocking the nerve in a mass.

Tao Yang's hands twisted by the security guard suddenly twitched, groaning, and instinctively twitched his arm out.

The security guard scolded Tao Yang and took him hard to leave the hall.

Xie Yang watched as Tao Yang was taken away and exhaled gently, leaving Wu Shui to contact the person in charge and quickly walked towards the outside of the building.

When going out, a snow fluttered on his face, Xie Yang looked up at the sky where the snow began to drift, smiled, strode into the snow, and trot towards the place where Qiu Xing stopped.

On the other side of the car, Xie Yang's Qiu Xing quickly opened the door and got out of the car. He took off his coat and came forward to wrap up Xie Yang. He said, "How can I wear it and come out, Wu Shui?"

"Axing, I'm free."

Qiu Xing was so angry that Xie Yang laughed, rubbing Yang Bing's cold ear: "What stupid words."

The sound of the siren suddenly approached quickly, and Tao Yang was taken out of the building by the security guard.

Qiu Xing squeezed Xie Yang's ear, and looked at the police car in disbelief, then looked at Tao Yang who was taken out, and then looked at Xie Yang before him.

"you--"

Xie Yang smiled, kissed Qiu Xing, and looked in Tao Yang's direction.

"Axing, you are free too."

Tao Yang also saw Qiu Xing and Jie Yang standing together, tried to come over, and was finally held down by the police officer who got out of the police car and was forced into the car.

I don't know where the bell of the New Year's countdown came.

Xie Yang held Qiu Xing's hand and was quickly held back by Qiu Xing.

Qiu Xing stared at the police car, holding Xie Yang's hand harder and harder: "So he--"

The bell stopped, Xie Yang smiled and interrupted Qiu Xing's words.

"Axing, Happy New Year."