My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

Beef noodles, steamed dumplings, boiled oden, octopus balls, fried rice noodles... Xie Yang eats while walking, from the sun setting to the Wanjia lights.

His stomach swelled uncomfortably, but he felt content.

The end of the world is seriously polluted. These foods that were everywhere before the end of the world became luxury goods in the end of the world. Xie Yang can't remember how long he hasn't tasted these flavors accumulated with artificial spices.

He walked out of the lively night market with the barbecue he just bought, casually found a flower bed to sit down, and opened a bottle of beer.

The phone has been quiet for a long time, it should be out of power. The street lights are dim, there are mosquitoes flying under the lights, the night market is not far away, and the aroma of barbecue and crayfish floats in the air.

This is what life should be like.

Xie Yang moved the beer to his lips, and after a long pause, he moved the beer again.

He patted his face.

What's going on, it's gone from the end of the world, how can it be so afraid of losing sober.

The sudden ringing of the cell phone disturbed his leisure. The ringtone comes from the backpack behind, and the pure music customized by the system is obviously not from the old mobile phone that the owner has carefully set various ringtones. Xie Yang put down the beer, pulled his hand through the backpack, and followed the sound to pull out a new mobile phone without tearing the protective film of the back shell.

An incoming call from "that person" flashes on the screen of the phone.

In the novel, the remarks given by Qiu Xie to Qiu Xing are "that person". After discovering this, the heroine once suggested that the cannon fodder Xieyang should be replaced by a more respectful note. The cannon fodder Xieyang refused stiffly, and kept the female lead away from the villain. The conversation between the two happened to be heard by the villain, and it turned out that the misfortune was naturally bad, and the heroine succeeded in attracting the villain's attention.

In a novel world, what is the probability that a passerby happens to have the same name and surname with cannon fodder, and notes the "that person" to someone like cannon fodder?

zero.

Xie Yang asked himself, hung up the call, and took a sip of beer.

Two minutes later, a pair of feet wearing leather shoes appeared in front of Xie Yang.

"Mr. Xie."

Xie Yang closed his fingers slightly and looked up.

The serious man with a bodyguard bent over slightly, gestured sideways to the black car parked on the side of the road, and said, "The boss is here to pick you up."

Xie Yang looked towards the car. The car door was closed, he could not see who was sitting inside, and there was no information in his mind to tell him who the "boss" was. He reasoned speculatively, and thought that if he was Xie Yang, then the boss in the bodyguard's mouth had only two possibilities, one was Xie Yang's father Xie Xiu, and the other was Xie Yang's cheap husband's villain hatred. The former will only sell sons, the latter will only bring endless trouble to spouses, neither is a good choice.

He squeezed the beer can: "You came too early." At least let him enjoy the new night and come with bad news.

The bodyguard is polite, but the tone is with a warning, "Mr. Xie, the boss is already forgiving enough to you, please don't continue to be willful, get in the car."

"What if you don't get in the car?"

The bodyguard was silent and said, "The boss has accepted an invitation to understand the chairman's lunch at noon tomorrow, and promised to take you with you tomorrow. Please consider it carefully."

It seems that Qiu Xing is sitting in the car.

Xie Yang packed up the barbecue and stood up. He stuffed the beer with a sip into the bodyguard's hand and patted him on the shoulder. "It's your reward." After that, he opened the door of the car and sat down.

"Throw it out."

Xie Yang turned his head to look at the man sitting beside him.

"Throw that in your hand."

As the biggest villain in this article, President Qiu looks good, has a strong body, and is especially terrible when he looks at people coldly. He lifted his eyes, his lips down, his contours were deep and thin, his lips were dull, his pale face was too heavy and gloomy, and he was wearing a black shirt and black trousers. At first glance, it looked like A goblin crawling out of **** can stop children from crying at night.

Xie Yang is not a child.

He stared at Qiu Xing's eyes, pushed the door and got out of the car, went around to the co-pilot and pulled the bodyguard who had just sat down, and stuffed the barbecue into his hands: "This is also a reward for you, eat it well, don't waste it." After getting on the co-pilot, he slammed the door and continued to keep his eyes closed.

The atmosphere in the car became lighter. The driver didn’t understand how timid Xieyang was timid when he met last time, and he suddenly got angry this time. He didn’t dare to look at the expression of Qiu Xing in the back seat. , The co-pilot is the most unsafe position..."

Xie Yang put the seat down a bit and lay on his chest.

driver:"……"

Qiu Xing: "Drive."

The driver hesitated: "That Wu Shui..."

"Drive."

The driver shut up and started the car.

"Cool down a bit."

The driver did what he said.

"A little lower."

The driver hesitated and lowered it again.

Qiu Xing was impatient: "Open to the lowest."

The driver was frightened: "Boss, the minimum is 10°."

"open."

The driver wanted to cry without tears, glancing at Xie Yang with his eyes closed next to him, trying to bite his handkerchief. The boss is obviously going crazy again, and it was okay before...

The temperature in the car quickly fell. In the late summer and early autumn, Xie Yang wore the most in the car. There was a thin coat that was worn by the driver and Qiu Xing. But at a temperature of 10°, the single layer and the thin coat have the same status, so they have to be frozen.

Finally, Xie Yang is not ready to abuse himself. He opened his eyes and said, "Transfer back."

The driver dare not move.

Xie Yang looked back at Qiu Xing: "Let him transfer back."

Qiu Xing grinned: "Can I still sleep?"

"..."

Neuropathy.

Xie Yang frowned: "I ate a bowl of beef noodles, a cage of steamed dumplings, a bowl of oden, a box of octopus balls, and a fried rice noodle before I got on the bus.

Qiu Xing stopped laughing: "Are you showing off?"

"..." Xie Yang pointed to his stomach. "I mean, if I keep freezing like this, I just overeat and vomit. I will vomit." He pointed to his fingers again, "I vomited in the car. "

The two stared at each other, and Qiu Xing moved his eyes away in disbelief: "Adjust the temperature."

The driver breathed a sigh of relief and was busy raising the temperature.

Xie Yang lay back.

The car went on for another two minutes, and Qiu Xing was unhappy again.

"Open the window, a cumin smell."

The driver did it silently.

The night breeze came in and swept away the cold air in the car. Xie Yang moved comfortably. Compared with air conditioning, he actually prefers the natural cool night breeze.

Qiu Xing was even more upset: "Enough, close the window."

The driver silently closed the window.

Xie Yang pulled the hood on his head and hid his face in the shadows.

Low air pressure continued in the car. Before long, the car stopped at the door of the city hospital, Qiu Xing got out of the car, and Xie Yang didn't move.

The driver diligently opened the door of the passenger seat and called out, "Mr. Xie, here we are."

Xie Yang opened his eyes without removing the hood and got out of the car and asked, "Aren't you going home, what are you doing here?"

Qiu Xing grinned again: "Gastroscopy."

Xie Yang calmly looked at him: "You pay, I will wash."

The driver hurriedly bowed his head and couldn't bear to see his boss deflated again.

Qiu Xing smiled, looked at Xie Yang coldly, and turned to the hospital without a word.

Xie Yang kept up.

Qiu Xing is tall and has long legs and strides with great strides. He does not have a sense of weakness in terminally ill patients except for his poor appearance and thin body. Xie Yang followed Qiu Xing and looked at him carefully.

The two went to the inpatient department. When he reached the single ward area, Qiu Xing suddenly stopped. Xie Yang also stopped. Qiu Xing looked back at him and asked, "Are you pretty?"

"It's ugly." The end of the world is full of overly thin checkmates. Seeing too much, Xie Yang is bored.

Qiu Xing twitched the corner of his mouth unidentified and said, "Keep your courage, my nephew had a car accident this afternoon. I will come and see him. You will be quiet for a while and don't talk nonsense.

Villain's nephew, isn't that the male master?

According to the plot, Feng Qinglin, the male lead, will be reborn after the car accident. In the life before the rebirth of the male lead, Qiu Xing finally swallowed Fenghua's Fenghua Group.

This should be the most hated time for the male host.

Xie Yang put his handle in his pocket.

Have a good show.

When the two entered the ward, Feng Qinglin was preparing to rest.

Seeing Qiu Xing, Feng Qinglin's expression obviously sank for a second. But in the end it was the male lead. He quickly controlled his expression and greeted Qiu Xing intimately as usual. Qiu Xing responded coldly and sat down by the bed to ask about his injury.

No one greeted Xie Yang. He found a single sofa to sit comfortably and looked at the uncles who had their own calculations.

It is said that the nephew is like an uncle, Feng Qinglin's eyebrows are indeed similar to Qiu Xing's, and they are very serious eyes when they are serious. Although they are uncles by generation, they are only 5 years old, and sitting together is more like a brother. Feng Qinglin is 24 years old and has just entered Fengjia Company for a year. He is not favored at Fengjia. The reason why he is not favored is because his mother is a family member of Qiu.

Both Feng and Qiu have old complaints and there is competition in the business. In this context, Qiu Jing, the only daughter of Qiu Family, and Feng Dian, the youngest son of Feng Family, looked at each other. Regardless of her parents' dissuasion, she stepped on the face of her parents and married into the Feng Family. She was so angry that her father and his mother directly broke off their relationship with her. , Indicating that everything of the Qiu family will be left to Qiu Xing, and Qiu Jing doesn't want anything at all.

Qiu Jing was greatly stimulated by this, miscarried under grief, and broke his body. He didn't have a male host until a few years later, and he committed depression and committed suicide shortly after giving birth. After she committed suicide, Feng Dian soon married another, and gave Feng Qinglin two younger brothers, a younger sister...

"Uncle, how did my mother die?"

Xie Yang returned to his eyes and looked towards the man in the hospital bed.

Qiu Xing lowered his face: "Why did I ask this again, I said that your mother was forced to death by your dad. Don't think about it, I will take it back for you, and you will take care of it."

Feng Qinglin lowered his head to hide his expression and shifted the topic: "Yes, uncle, how is your health? I heard that your condition has deteriorated again."

This question reminded Qiu Xing that he beckoned to Xie Yang.

It's time for the plot.

Xie Yang got up and walked to stand beside Qiu Xing.

Feng Qinglin acted really well, and only then discovered the appearance of Xie Yang and asked, "Uncle, this is..."

"Your aunt." Qiu Xing pushed Xie Yang to Feng Qinglin, and Zhao Fengqing Lin raised his chin, "Calling people."

Feng Qinglin: "..."

Xie Yang: "..."

Wait, it doesn't seem to be written in this way, isn't it "casually dealing with Feng Qinglin's inquiry with a newly hired nanny"?