My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

The florist area is not large, and it is very deserted. There is only one customer, Xie Yang. The flower shop owner is a young girl. When helping to untie the rose, the girl looked at Yang for a few times. The hand that tied the ribbon to the rose shook a little. After several attempts, she failed to tie the butterfly.

"Hug, sorry, some hands slipped." The girl was embarrassed and explained awkwardly.

Xie Yang smiled to appease: "Don't worry, you take your time."

The girl touched Xie Yang's smile and glared, suddenly raised her hand and bit her fingertips hard, then bowed her head and tied the ribbon fast, and tied a cute little rabbit-shaped rag doll up, Pass the flower to Xie Yang.

"Here, your flower."

Xie Yang took it and looked at the delicate and cute handmade doll on it: "I don't seem to want this."

"I, I sent it, do activities in the store today! Yes, do activities!"

Xie Yang Yuguang glanced at the various handmade materials contained in the large basket in the corner of the counter, and at the look of the girl's intense pressure, and said, "Thank you. How much?"

"for free!"

"Ok?"

The girl regained her mind and hurriedly remedied, "No, I mean... Dolls don't need money! Do activities in the shop today, and those packaging materials don't need money, nine flowers, you give... forty yuan! "

Forty yuan to buy such a delicate bouquet of flowers plus a beautiful handmade doll, this is what is at a loss.

Xie Yang was funny and took out his mobile phone: "Give me a payment code."

The girl quickly reached for the payment code on the counter and handed it to Xie Yang.

Xie Yang was about to sweep, and suddenly a customer came to the door. The girl was probably too nervous. When she saw it, she put the sign with the payment code directly in the hand of Xian Yang, and then backed away, and ran to the new customer. .

Xie Yang looked at the small sign on his hand, smiled, swept his head and swept it, then entered the price, wrote "Doll is cute, thank you" in the remarks, and then chose to pay.

"Are you Xie Yang?"

Xie Yang paused and looked sideways, then he saw that the customer who had just asked the girl for the price was looking excitedly at this side.

"Ah! Really, I am your fan, can I have a signature?" The customer is a man of nearly thirty years old, he said, walking towards Xie Yang excitedly, reaching for his pocket.

Xie Yang looked at the calm look that the man couldn't match with the passionate words in his mouth, glanced at the man's hand in his pocket, and again looked at the man's eyes and replied: "Of course, thank you for your support and love." Looking back at the girl, "Sorry, I suddenly want to drink water, can you help me pour a glass? Thank you."

The girl looked back and hurriedly turned to the drinking fountain behind the counter.

The man has come to know Yang, thank you and said: "Thank you, I am really able to meet you today..." The hand in his pocket was finally drawn out, and a cold light popped out, "...luck!"

The sharp blade came straight with a cold awn.

"Well, I have tea bags here, you--" The girl pouring water turned around with a disposable cup. When she saw this scene, her eyes widened suddenly. She suddenly dropped the cup and ran to the counter to reach for the man to get the knife. At the same time, he shouted at Xie Yang, "Yang Yang run!"

Xie Yang didn't expect the girl to rush over. She was going to grab the man's hand and turned sideways to avoid the blade, then lifted her leg and kicked hard towards the man.

The man probably didn't expect that Xie Yang would be so flexible. He slowed down a second before moving to hide this leg. His body was rubbed, and he staggered back two steps away from the counter.

Xie Yang walked two steps in front of the girl, put the rose in her hand, and instructed: "Help me take it, hide it." Then he sideways escaped the man's blow again, and flexibly walked behind him, attacking Neck.

The man should have a sense of enthusiasm and good consciousness, and immediately dwarfed and Xie Yang distanced and attacked again.

Xie Yang didn't hide this time, only leaned sideways, let the blade wipe the clothes past, and at the same time raised his hand to firmly grasp the arm of the man's hand, and pinched the man's arm on the man's arm, and then a clean and tidy Over the shoulder.

The man was unprepared, his arm numb, the blade in his hand fell, and the man was overturned to the ground.

Xie Yang kicked the knife on the enclave, waited for the man to turn over and grabbed the man's arm and pulled it around, pressing the man face down on the ground, and then holding the man's other hand twisted in the back and opened his mouth. The "o" girl asked, "Is there a sturdy ribbon?"

"Ah... yes! yes, yes!"

The girl hurriedly took a roll of the thickest ribbon in the store.

Xie Yang shook the ribbon away and tied the man's hands with his feet, making the other person a fish that could only flutter on the ground. After doing this, he turned to the man and asked, "Who made you come?"

The man was confused and subdued. This looked at Xie Yang's eyes as if he were a monster, struggling twice, uselessly, bowed his head and gasped twice, shouted: "You ruined Edie, you are not worthy of singing! Xie Yang Get out of the entertainment world!"

The girl was dumbfounded, and then furious, scolding: "Bah! Edie is not worthy to sing, no scolding!"

Xie Yang looked up at the girl.

The girl choked and turned her head away from the sight.

Wu Shui, who stayed outside the store and took care of the semi-drunk He Jun, heard the movement and rushed in. He glanced at the scene in the store and frowned fiercely. He quickly walked in front of Xie Yang and said, "The boss is sorry, I have failed."

"Don't blame you, I let you accompany He Jun." Xie Yang stood up, looked at the man who was still talking about some black speech, and ordered, "Call the police."

Wu Shui nodded.

It didn't take long for the police to come, Xie Yang explained the situation to the police, the girl provided the police with the surveillance video of the store, and then the group was taken to the police station for notes.

On the way to the police station, Xie Yang fiddled with his arms and didn't know where to get it. The petals broke some roses. He took out his mobile phone and sent WeChat to Qiu Xing, indicating that he was tripped up and would return later.

Qiu Xing did not return the news.

Xie Yang didn't get a response after waiting for a while, guessing that Qiu Xing might have been forced to fall asleep early by Kirkman, put away his phone, and thought about what had just happened.

The man who attacked him could not be black powder, the enthusiasm at first, and the curse later, all the men showed with traces of poor performance.

Since it is not a black powder for chance, it may only be a prepared bad guy.

He temporarily decided to get out of the car to buy flowers. The man can find him accurately and pretend to be an encounter. He must have followed him all the time.

Today, he knows a lot of people who want to attend the meeting. He can have the opportunity to arrange people to follow him, and has the motivation to find someone to attack him. Qiu Jingwei is one and Fengdian is one. But neither Qiu Jingwei nor Fengdian. They haven't reached the point where they need a dog to jump to the wall to hire a murderer. They are trying to profit, and there are so many ways to win profits. With their IQ, it is less than a last resort, and they will never choose such a foolish and easily grasped method.

So who else is in a desperate situation that requires a dog to jump through the wall... Xie Yang looked at the police car with the man in front and squinted.

It didn't take long for the police station to arrive. Xie Yang got out of the car with roses and became a very unique landscape in the police station. Seeing the policemen looking at themselves, Xie Yang smiled and explained: "This flower will not look good when pressed again, and hold it better."

The police took back their eyes.

The transcripts were made separately, and when Xie Yang finished, the wounded man also happened to finish.

He Jun’s drunkenness was already scared. After coming to the police station, he consciously followed up on this matter. When Xie Yang came out, he came to Huihui to report: "I heard an ear. The man who attacked you was named Wang Weiguo. Later, he was dismissed from school because of drug addiction and became an unemployed wanderer. He said he was a fan of Yidi, because the things you and Yidi had become your black powder some time ago, I saw you out when passing by the hotel today, and I intentionally drove temporarily I followed you. I just wanted to take a sneak shot. I saw you get out of the car and entered the flower shop alone. I just took the knife on my body. I was impulsive and followed up."

Drug abuse is another group that is well utilized and bought.

Xie Yang commanded: "You go to a good-spoken policeman and ask him to ask Wang Weiguo about the song "yellow"."

He Jun wondered: ""yellow"?"

"This is Edie's famous song. Go ahead."

He Jun got it, turned and left.

Xie Yang went to the waiting area to sit down, bowed his head to gather the flowers in his arms, closed his eyes and leaned back into the chair. It's too late. Although the power can dissolve alcohol, it can't relieve the fatigue after socializing.

The eyelids are a bit heavy and the stomach is not very comfortable.

Xie Yang slowed his breathing and his thoughts drifted away.

If there is no such thing as Wang Weiguo, he should be treating Qiu Xing. Delaying a treatment is one less chance of successful operation. If he didn't get off...

A slight rush of footsteps came into the ear, and the pace and rhythm were familiar.

Xie Yang thought off, opened his eyes, and looked sideways.

Qiu Xing quickly stepped on the door, simply wearing a long coat in his sick suit, turned his eyes, and Xie Yang met, striding over with a stretched face.

For a moment, Xie Yang wondered if he was tired of hallucinations, but soon, he returned to God, sat up straight and looked towards Qiu Xing, appeasing: "I'm fine, how are you--"

Qiu walked to the front and back and squatted down halfway, reaching out to examine Xie Yang's body. In the middle, he felt that the rose obstructed him and set it aside. After making sure that Xie Yang was not injured, he stretched his arms and held Xie Yang in his arms.

Xie Yang was forced to lean over, and the rose in his hand crooked past, hitting the chair next door.

Qiu Xing's tone was heavy and anxious: "What's going on? I saw the news that you were attacked by black powder, and you couldn't reach your phone. If Wu Shui took the initiative to contact me, were you going to hide this from me again? thing?"

news? News came out so soon?

Xie Yang frowned, just ready to ask, and was released by Qiu Xing again.

Qiu Xingqi said: "Wu Shui said on the phone that you were attacked when you got off the train halfway to buy something. What did you do when you got off the train halfway? How dare you take Wu Shui down alone! I want to buy something You won't let Wu Shui help you—"

Xie Yang picked up the rose and sent it to Qiu Xing: "I'll get off to buy this for you."

Red blocked most of the vision, Qiu Xing made a sudden noise, and finally noticed this bunch of tossed roses that were no longer so beautiful.

"I think the ward is too monotonous, and it should be nice to embellish it with dotted flowers." Xie Yang moved and embraced Qiu Xing again, and buried his face on Qiu Xing's shoulders. Because he was too tired, his tone and expression were rare. "ADB, I'm sorry to worry you."

"..."

Qiu Xinghou got moved and lifted his arms to hold Xie Yang: "You... you really are..." He didn't finish his words, but held Xie Yang more tightly. After a while, he rubbed Xie Yang hard again. Back of the head.