The Actor Wants to Divorce

The doctor glanced sympathetically at the young man in front of him, and comforted: "When will you inform your family? You need to be admitted to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible."

The rate of cancer deterioration is already fast, let alone a dangerous disease like stomach cancer.

The patient will die for as long as six months or as short as one or two months.

Lin Yang's head went blank, his breathing stagnated, and then he speeded up frantically.

His complexion was extremely pale, and his hands and feet were cold like glaciers in the Arctic.

The slender fingers trembled uncontrollably.

Doctor: "Sir?"

Lin Yang finally found some sanity in the panic, his voice was a little hoarse: "...can it be cured?"

The doctor frowned; "Further examinations are needed to determine whether it is a malignant tumor, which is an advanced stage."

Lin Yang nodded: "If it is late, how long can I live?"

The doctor's eyes were full of pity: "Generally speaking, no more than three months."

Lin Yang's eyes trembled twice, took a breath, and showed a pale smile: "Thank you, I see."

The doctor was a little surprised.

He has been a doctor for so many years, every patient who was convicted of stomach cancer here, if not crying desperately, or not believing it, pointed at him and scolded him as a quack.

He had never seen a patient before, and he was so calm.

When I heard that my life might be the last two or three months, I could still smile at him.

"No matter what the result of the examination is, you must be admitted to the hospital as soon as possible. This disease cannot be delayed."

Lin Yang got up, "I will discuss with my family. Today, thank you."

Lin Yang didn't know how he left the hospital.

When he came back to his senses, he had already come to a park.

The cold wind in the park at night was so cold that no one could be seen.

Lin Yang sat down on the wooden chair, and after a long time, he sighed softly.

God is really cruel to their Lin family.

Xiao Yan didn't wake up yet, he became like this again.

A rustling sound came from the grove behind him.

Just as Lin Yang turned his head, he saw two boys, probably like high school students, running out of them one after another.

The man in the front grew up very delicately, but he was angry and ignored the people behind.

The taller boy chased after him, "Xiao Yu, don't be angry, listen to me."

Lin Yang looked at the back of the two people going away, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but smile.

Somehow, I suddenly thought of myself and Fu Ran's high school days.

He was transferred to Fu Ran's class in the sophomore year of high school.

Handsome in appearance and gentle personality, he squeezed out Fu Ran's two-year school grass throne on the first day of transfer and became the new male **** of their high school.

Fu Ran was not convinced, and always came to provoke him.

He didn't bother to pay attention to Fu Ran's childish temperament, and he ignored him most of the time.

Later, Fu Ran wrote a challenge book with him.

Said to be one-to-one pk.

It also attracted hundreds of students from the school to watch.

Relying on his judo practice, Fu Ran was pushed on the basketball court by him, and he staggered in front of countless students. He walked away as a winner amidst the loud cheers.

As a result, the next day I heard that Fu Ran was punished by the school for fighting and sent to clean the toilet.

He wanted to be strong, and he was involved in the fight, so he went to the teacher to explain the situation, but Fu Ran with a head full of bags insisted that he had nothing to do with Lin Yang, and that he took the initiative to pick things up.

He remembered that evening, when he was standing at the door of the men's bathroom, he saw Fu Ran cleaning the men's bathroom with disgust.

"Why do you have to carry it by yourself? I can actually help you clean it together."

The tips of Fu Ran's ears were red in the afterglow of the evening.

He stared at himself and squatted: "Because you look good, I don't want you to do this kind of dirty work."

Since that day, the relationship between him and Fu Ran has become incompatible and has slightly eased.

After that, the youthful joy of youth is like the raging fire of the spring day, which is out of control.

In the last semester of high school, Fu Ran took him to the willow tree by the lake behind the school and secretly kissed him.

Their surreptitious love maintains this disallowed relationship.

It wasn't until I was admitted to the university together that I came out with my family in public.

On the first night between him and Fu Ran, the two fought about who was up and who was down, and they almost broke up.

In the end, he wanted to open it, so Fu Ran's intention was met.

That night, he was so painful that he cursed Fu Ran's ancestor for the eighteenth generation, and he couldn't stop his physical tears.

Fu Ran hugged him and kept apologizing softly.

He said, Xiaoyang, we want to be together forever.

But why did they become like this?

Lin Yang's heart was torn by these memories, twitching painful.

"In the late stage of this disease, it usually does not exceed three months."

The doctor's words kept echoing in his ears.

The bell tower in the original place buzzed loudly on the hour.

Lin Yang's shoulders trembled.

Suddenly came over one by one

He is really dying.

At this moment, the fear in my heart slowed down for several beats, rushing to rush in.

Lin Yang breathed heavily, grabbed his jacket and put it on, then went to the roadside to stop the car and go home.

Jin Mocheng came out to open the door for him. Seeing that his face was pale, he was a little worried: "Xiaoyang, are you okay?"

Lin Yang: "Is my mother asleep?"

"Auntie asked where you were at night, and she went to sleep before you came back."

Lin Yang nodded, "Gold Mo City."

Jin Mocheng's heart "gawked" and smiled dryly: "Why call my name that way?"

Lin Yang: "I have something to tell you."

"what?"

Jin Mocheng's smile froze, "No, Xiaoyang, what are you talking about? Are you in a bad spirit recently? Or don't you at the company..."

Lin Yang frowned: "I'm not kidding, I really have stomach cancer."

Jin Mocheng sat down on the sofa and rolled down in a cold sweat.

"Late... late?"

"I did an inspection, and the results of the inspection will not be available until the day after tomorrow."

Jin Mocheng hurriedly stood up and grabbed Lin Yang's hand: "Xiao Yang, I won't let you die, I will help you contact the best doctor! It will be fine."

Lin Yang retracted his hand and took out the paper and pen from the cabinet.

Jin Mocheng: "What are you going to do? I forbid you to write a suicide note!"

Jin Mocheng grabbed the paper in Lin Yang's hand and tore it to pieces without even looking at it.

Lin Yang sighed, "Don't escape reality."

"What is reality?"

Lin Yang was a little tired: "I have cancer, I may not live for half a year."

Jin Mocheng's eyes are blushing: "I said I will cure you! Also, didn't you say that the inspection report did not come out? What if...what if it is not late? What if there is hope?"

Lin Yang was really tired and panicked. He didn't want to say these meaningless words to Jin Mocheng, "I'll take a rest first."

Two days later, Lin Yang got his inspection report.

Not too good, not too bad.

"In the mid-term, the tumor is not too big. If you have an operation right away, the chance of recovery is great."

Lin Yang's eye sockets were slightly red: "Thank you, doctor."

Doctor; "Don't thank me, you hurry up to go through the hospitalization procedures, and arrange the time for the operation in these two days. Your disease can't be delayed for a day! If it is delayed in the middle or late stage, then you It’s too late even if I want to have an operation."

Lin Yang: "How much is the operation fee?"

"Considering the cost of the operation, plus the follow-up treatment fee, it would be 500,000 to be conservative."

Lin Yang's brows wrinkled lightly.

Rao is Lin Yang, a person who never borrows money. In order to survive, he can only ask his friends to borrow money in order to survive.

It's just the current situation of Lin's family, plus Fu Ran's previous warning, there are very few people who can lend out 500,000 to Lin Yang in one go.

Lin Yang was unwilling to ask Jinmocheng to open his mouth and pieced together. In the end, he only borrowed more than 200,000 yuan.

Although it is still far away from the doctor's 500,000 yuan, but forget it, it's a big deal to live in a general ward.

Lin Yang and the doctor negotiated the date of the operation, which was set on the 15th of next month.

After the day was set, Lin Yang went to the inpatient department to go through the hospitalization procedures for himself.

When queuing to pay the bill, a pair of elderly people stood behind Lin Yang.

This is where the oncology department pays. The old lady was a little curious seeing Lin Yang's young age, "Young man, do you ask your parents to go through the procedures?"

"No, I myself."

"What's your illness?"

Lin Yang smiled: "Stomach cancer."

The old lady changed her face instantly: "Ah, it's so serious? What about your family? Why did you come to do the procedures yourself? There is not even a person to accompany you."

Lin Yang gently curled the corners of his lips and said nothing.

Old lady: "Looking at your age, should you be married? Do you have children?"

Lin Yang: "Not yet."

Old lady: "Oh, I see. You don't want your wife to worry, do you? Hey, I can tell you that you can't hide it from your family when you are sick, or they know it, it would be so uncomfortable."

Lin Yang: "I might die. They know, isn't it more uncomfortable?"

"That kind of discomfort is only temporary. If you hide it from them and make them miss the last days, that kind of regret will be for a lifetime." The old lady smiled kindly: "Young man, go tell your lover, there is nothing like living well. More important."

Lin Yang was silent for a long time after listening, and then stood out from the line and hurriedly ran out of the hospital.

Lin Group.

The front desk phone called Fu Ran's office.

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Lin Yang is looking for you."

Fu Ran was startled: "Lin Yang? What did he do with me?"

Front desk: "I don't know about this, but he seems to be anxious and wants to see you."

Fu Ran's assistant interrupted: "I heard that Lin Yang has been borrowing money during this period of time, as if he was in a hurry to spend money. Fu Ran sneered.

So, did you borrow money from yourself?

Also, without asking himself, how could Lin Yang come to see him.

Fu Ran's eyes were bloodshot: "Call him up.