My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

Xie Yang's plan for attracting snakes is very simple. Thousand-day anti-thief is too tired, it is better to make the illusion of being succeeded by the thief, to hide the Qiu Xing deeply and disturb the situation, and when the people behind are forgetting the group of demons and dancing, then pull out the people behind and die.

However, there is an obvious drawback to doing this. Although Qiu Xing can be deeply hidden behind his body and hidden for a while, Xie Yang must remain on the bright surface to withstand all subsequent shocks and pressure... and Danger.

On the way back to the hospital, Qiu Xing kept silent and shook Xie Yang's hand.

Xie Yang said: "ADB, this is the best way. Everyone who knows that you are about to have an operation knows that people who don't want you to be healthy can't sit still anymore. If the injury does not work this time, they will plan another time, dangerous. Never stop."

Qiu Xing closed his eyes hard.

"You need a safe and clean environment for treatment, I--"

"I will get better soon."

Qiu Xing opened his eyes, and all the anxiety, anger and other emotions that originally existed in his eyes were subdued, leaving nothing but cold. He looked sideways at Xie Yang, pulled Xie Yang in front of him, and lifted his hand to touch Xie Yang’s face: "I will get better as soon as possible. In the future, you only have to sing the song you like and sleep naturally until you wake up every day. Feed fish when you are bored...all things, wait for me to be better, I will take care of it. During this time, hold on, I will definitely get better as soon as possible."

Xie Yang swallowed all the words he wanted to persuade Qiu Xing, tilting his head and rubbing Qiu Xing's palm: "Well."

...

Wu Shui sent the news in real time.

When Wu Shui drove to a road with fewer people, the car that followed Wu Shui really did not come up, the movement was crooked, a drunken look. Wu Shui accelerated to hide twice, but was last missed by the other party and hit the roadside flower bed. After Wu Shui waited for the person who hit him to react, he reversed the car and stepped on the accelerator, rushing towards the hospital.

Qiu Xing and Xie Yang went to the hospital one step before Wu Shui, and all the hospitals were ready. When Wu Shui arrived, Qiu Xing immediately got on Wu Shui's car, and then Dr. Kirkman came to help him out of the car Entered the hospital.

After everything was arranged properly, Xie Yang asked Wu Shui to call the police.

It didn't take long for the police and traffic police to come together, followed by a middle-aged man with a drunken spirit.

As soon as the drunkard entered the hospital yard, he pointed to the car that Wu Shui in the hospital drove back and said, "This is it! This is this car, this is this car! I will get drunk, and people are a little confused, and accidentally hit this car. I was so scared that I woke up and hurriedly braked to get down to see the situation, but he ran away! I was blinded. I only watched the car that caused the accident. I haven’t seen the car that was hit."

As the traffic police from the drunkard called for colleagues to pull the drunkard away, he looked at Wu Shui and asked, "Who is the car? Who drove the car at that time?"

Wu Shui replied: "The car is owned by my boss, and it is me who drives the car."

"Why do you run when you are hit? Don't you know that it's dangerous to drive a damaged vehicle on the road?"

Wu Shui replied according to Xie Yang’s instructions: “I know that this is wrong with me. But I was sitting in a car with an uncomfortable person. When he was hit, he was hit by a shock and felt more uncomfortable, I think It's also near the hospital, so wait for the ambulance to drive over and come by yourself."

The traffic police frowned: "Someone hurt? What about people? How is the injury?"

Wu Shui stopped deliberately before he replied: "When the person is in the hospital, there is no big deal, but the skin is scratched, and there is motion sickness, bandaging."

"Show me."

Wu Shui nodded and walked in with the traffic police. The drunkard also shouted, "I can reimburse the medical expenses, and I will see it," followed by the two.

In the emergency room, one of the bodyguards sitting in the back seat was applying ice on his face, and there was a little nosebleed in his nostrils. The traffic police stepped forward and asked. The bodyguard stated that he was not seated when the car braked, and his face hit the front seat back before he was injured. At that time, there was a lot of nosebleed and it looked scary, but in fact it was not a big deal.

The traffic policeman was relieved, and after a few more sentences, he prepared to close the case in accordance with normal procedures.

The drunken man suddenly screamed and asked, "Is he in the back seat? Did you sit in the back seat at the time? But don't just find someone to misrepresent my medical expenses!"

Wu Shui immediately looked at the drunken man, his eyebrows cold and sullen.

The drunken man was startled, and then, as if he had caught some handle, he shouted: "What is your expression? What's wrong? I don't have a good memory, can't I ask? Is it true that you are going to misrepresent me?

Wu Shui was too lazy to look at him and reluctantly replied: "You don't need your medical expenses. Mr. Police, follow the process. The medical expenses don't need to be paid by this person either. He is too noisy and takes him away."

The traffic police also felt that the drunkard was a bit noisy, and that what he said was too picky, which was not conducive to handling the matter, and called the colleague again to let the colleague take the drunkard away.

Looking at the situation in the emergency room in the monitoring room, Xie Yang took out his mobile phone and called Zhou Miao, who had rushed back to the hospital after He Jun had been delivered, and ordered: "Go to Wu Shui and mention that Qiu Xing is not in good health. Things."

Less than a minute later, Zhou Miao appeared in the monitoring screen. He panicked Wu Shui and said something. Wu Shui immediately said goodbye to the traffic police and followed Wu Shui to the depths of the hospital.

The drunk man who was being pulled by the traffic policeman glanced in the direction of Wu Shui several times, and then was pulled out by the traffic policeman obediently.

The preliminary preparations have been completed, and then it is time to release the smoke.

After leaving the monitoring room, Xie Yang called He Jun and Qin Cheng separately, ordered something, and then called Feng Qinglin to make him pretend to be anxious and rushed to the hospital tomorrow morning.

After doing all this, Xie Yang returned to the ward.

Qiu Xing was leaning on the bedside to arrange with the tablet and people. Insights came in, put down the phone and asked: "Arranged?"

"arranged."

"Then rest."

Xie Yang nodded, went to wash for a while, and then lay beside Qiu Xing.

The bed is a slightly larger bed that has been specially changed. Although it is not as big as the bed at home, it is enough to lie down for two people. Qiu Xing immediately embraced Xie Yang in his arms after Xie Yang went to bed, touching his back.

Xie Yang nestled sideways in Qiu Xing's arms, closed his eyes, and penetrated the power into Qiu Xing's body.

"Yangyang."

Xie Yang opened his eyes and looked up at Qiu Xing.

"It's okay...Go to sleep." Qiu Xing bowed his head and kissed his eyebrows, "You are too tired, take a good rest."

Xie Yang closed his eyes obediently and continued to pluck the power into Qiu Xing's body.

After about two hours, Xie Yang's energy consumption was empty. He opened his eyes and looked at Qiu Xing's sleeping face, instead of "chewing" the system fragments in the core as before, but struggling soberly to "gnaw" those fragments.

The feeling of dizziness continued to strike, and various pictures flashed in his eyes. Xie Yang opened his eyes and quietly suffered these discomforts.

After three hours, the power core refills. Xie Yang suspends nibbling, and once again probes the power into Qiu Xing's body.

Throughout the night, Xie Yang did not sleep for a second, and has been repeating the process of giving Qiu Xing treatment-supplementing abilities-giving Qiu Xing treatment. When Tianma was bright, Xie Yang let lightly get up, put on yesterday's clothes, and turned on the phone after leaving the ward.

Lots of missed calls and text messages flooded in.

Xie Yang ignored it and sent a message to Qin Cheng.

Qin Cheng called immediately and said, "The news has been released. There should be media guarding at the door of the hospital. According to your instructions, I released the monitoring of the door of the police station from He Jun. A picture showing you and Mr. Qiu on the Wushui car, and now there are news on the Internet that you and Mr. Qiu had a car accident."

"Good job. You contact He Jun to suppress the news of the whole network together, the more obvious the better. Then you can find someone to explode the incident again, creating our side trying to cover up the accident news. Illusion."

"Yes."

Xie Yang hung up the phone, dialed a call to Feng Qinglin, and asked, "Where is it?"

"Get off the plane in the early morning, this will be almost to the hospital, is uncle really okay?"

"It's okay, drive slowly, I'll go downstairs to meet you."

"it is good."

The hospital corridor in the early morning was uncomfortably quiet. Xie Yang put down his cell phone, looked back at the door of the ward, and stood for two seconds before shouting to the bodyguards on duty, so that they could increase the manpower on duty and could not put any outsiders near the ward.

The bodyguard should be down.

After arranging these, Xie Yang went downstairs to the hospital lobby. Before going out he looked through the reflective glass to see what he was doing now. I didn’t sleep for a night and continued to consume abilities. At this time, there was a trace of exhaustion in his expression. His clothes on the body were already wrinkled and his hair was messy... Perfect, it was like staying up all night because of worry Did not sleep.

Xie Yang retracted his gaze and walked out of the hall to the entrance of the hospital.

The squatting media lived in an instant, fluttering like a flies smelling meat, countless microphones gathered in front of Xie Yang, the sound of photos kept ringing, and the sound of inquiry was overwhelming.

"Xie Yang! I heard that not only did you encounter an attack yesterday, but also a car accident with Mr. Qiu, is it true!"

"According to hospital personnel, the situation looked bad when Mr. Qiu was lifted from the car yesterday. Is Mr. Qiu seriously injured?"

"Is the car accident true? How is Mr. Qiu doing now?"

Xie Yang deliberately showed an unexpected look, then frowned and said, "I did get attacked, but Chou Xing did not have a car accident. It was my assistant and Chou Xing's bodyguard. Please don't spread the rumor. It’s okay, it’s all gone, don’t gather here to disturb the normal order of the hospital."

However, the reporters became more and more excited when they heard the words, and the voice became louder.

"It can be shown on the monitor that you and Qiu Xing got in the car driven by your assistant. How would you explain this?"

Xie Yang's expression moved, and he froze and replied: "I and Qiu Xing did get in the car, but got out of the car again. In short, it wasn't Qiu Xing that caused the accident. The traffic police are also very clear.

A car parked outside the hospital door, Feng Qinglin opened the door and came down.

Xie Yang immediately reached out to block the reporter's microphone, and Chao Feng Qinglin shouted, "Here." After calling Zhao Chao, the reporter said a few words.

Seeing these reporters, Feng Qinglin frowned and walked over to Xie Yang to help Xie Yang block the reporter. Then he lowered his voice and asked, "How is Uncle?"

Xie Yang was ashamed, glanced at the reporters, and lowered his voice: "Go in and talk." After that, he and Feng Qinglin escaped from the reporters and entered the hospital.