The Actor Wants to Divorce

Fu Ran carefully hugged Lin Yang's thin waist and lifted the person from the ground.

Lin Yang was only two centimeters shorter than him. The weight of an adult man in his arms made him frightened.

what happened to him?

Why did he find out now

He actually thought he was lying

Fu Ran's nose was sore, tears fell "click", and her voice kept shaking: "Xiao Yang, let's go to the hospital, don't be afraid."

Lin Yang's head slumped feebly, and his entire face was buried in Fu Ran's arms. The soft black hair was soaked in cold sweat, and it stuck to both sides of his cheeks wet.

Fu Ran could feel a little bit of his clothes getting wet with the viscous liquid, and when it touched his skin, it hurt like a needle.

That's Xiaoyang's blood.

Fu Ran's eye sockets were red, and he was flooded with rushes at this moment.

He gritted his teeth and hugged Lin Yang out of the bathroom in a hurry, picked up a blanket on the sofa to cover the person tightly, and left with Lin Yang like this.

When he got downstairs, he put Lin Yang in the co-pilot and fastened Lin Yang's seat belt.

Lin Yang's face was pale with no trace of blood, his breathing was heavy, and his chest was floating together.

The long eyelashes tremble unceasingly, and the lower lip is a reddish blood.

Fu Ran wiped his sweat off with his sleeves, then sat in the cab and drove the car onto the highway.

He held the reverse plate with one hand, and his right hand held Lin Yang's hand tightly.

"Xiaoyang, don't be afraid to get to the hospital right away"

Lin Yang raised his eyelids slightly, looked down at Fu Ran's trembling fingers, and the corners of his lips hooked.

"Are I scared, or are you scared?"

Fu Ran pressed his lips tightly, his throat seemed to be stuffed with thick cotton, and he couldn't say anything.

Lin Yang faintly retracted the target, his voice dull and hoarse: "Go to the third hospital, and there"

"Drive slowly, it's not too late anyway."

The third hospital was very quiet late at night.

In the emergency room, there were only a few sporadic patients.

The long corridor illuminated by the bright lights was gloomy and cold.

Lin Yang pushed Fu Ran away, gritted his teeth: "I'll go by myself."

"I hold you"

Lin Yang's eyes were blood red, "May I beg you to save me some face?"

Fu Ran's Adam's apple rolled twice, and then carefully supported Lin Yang: "You slow down."

The outpatient service at this point in the hospital was closed. Lin Yang couldn't do the physical examination. Fu Ran helped him to sit down, and then called some doctor friends.

Fu Ran opened the back door, and soon someone came and led Lin Yang to check his body.

Fu Ran ran to Lin Yang again for the hospitalization procedures.

When he waited for the results, Fu Ran almost didn't say a word. He sat on the chair at the door with a stiff back. Two slender and beautiful hands were clasped tightly. Looking closely, you can see the unstoppable shaking. The knuckles of the fingers were glowing blue with excessive force.

Lin Yang leaned his head against the cold wall behind him, his voice hoarse; "Fu Ran."

The Fu family shook his shoulders, turned his head, and looked at him short of breath: "Xiao Yang? Are you uncomfortable? I will send you back to the ward first."

Lin Yang interrupted him with a smile: "Are you nervous?"

Fu Ran frowned and took a deep breath.

Why is he not nervous.

He vomited blood.

He is afraid that he really has two shortcomings

He was afraid that he had made a mistake that he could never look back.

He was afraid that he would kill Xiao Yang.

Lin Yang stared at Fu Ran's pale face, chuckled lightly, a little disdainful and sneered, "What's so nervous? I'll tell you the result. I'm going to die in the late stage of stomach cancer."

Fu Ran suddenly stood up from his chair like a lion with exploded fur.

His eyes are deep ocher red, "Don't talk nonsense, you will be fine."

Lin Yang stared at his panicked face, and got up after a long time, "I'll go back to the ward first, and the result will come out. You can tell me tomorrow."

He took two steps, stopped, and turned around and said to Fu Ran: "Dr. Chen from the oncology department is my attending physician. When he goes to work tomorrow, you remember to show him the test results. He knows my condition better. "

Lin Yang went back to the ward alone.

Fu Ran was like a puppet whose soul had been taken away, sitting dumbly on the stool.

The surroundings are too quiet, so quiet as if everything is frozen, even breathing is extremely difficult.

I don't know how long it took, a doctor walked out of the laboratory, "Lin Yang, are Lin Yang's family members there?"

Fu Ran stood up with a "rub" and stayed there for a few seconds, then walked quickly over: "I am."

"The check is out."

Fu Ran stared at the test sheet in the doctor's hands with blushing eyes, and his heart was beating wildly.

He heard himself tremblingly asking in a hoarse voice: "How is it? Not serious, right?"

The doctor was a little sorry: "Why is it not serious? This is stomach cancer! Hey"

Fu Ran's head completely exploded with a hum.

At this moment, it was as if someone had taken a knife and pierced it into his heart.

He was numb in pain.

He tremblingly took the test sheet from the doctor, his body stiff: "Is it late?"

"You can ask the specialists in the oncology department tomorrow. Anyway, be mentally prepared. The tumor looks very big and it should not be early."

The doctor closed the door of the examination room, turned off the lights and left.

Fu Ran stood alone at the door, as if there were countless crazy screams in his mind.

Xiaoyang got stomach cancer.

Fu Ran's grandfather died of stomach cancer. At that time, he was still young, and in the scattered and vague memories, it was his grandfather's thin body and the cry of his family.

Fu Ran stood stupefly, almost crushing the test points in his hands.

He returned to the ward somehow.

Lin Yang had already fallen asleep.

Fu Ran walked over step by step, looking at Lin Yang's tired, painful sleepy face, and didn't dare to disturb him a little bit.

He knelt on one knee at the head of Lin Yang's bed, his eyes flushed.

Stomach cancer... how painful.

He also forced Xiaoyang to eat such spicy dishes.

His Xiaoyang is most afraid of pain.

Fu Ran clenched his teeth tightly and didn't let himself cry. He slowly got up from the ground, then put Lin Yang's hand outside and gently tucked it back.

In the quilt.

The next morning, without waiting for Lin Yang to wake up, Fu Ran went to the doctor Chen with Lin Yang's test sheet.

As soon as Dr. Chen saw Lin Yang's report, he pointed at Fu Ran angrily and cursed.

"What's the matter with your family?"

"Why don't you come to the hospital for such a serious illness!"

Fu Ran's face was pale, "I don't know."

He really didn't know.

Dr. Chen blushed; "Why don't you know? This patient booked the operation half a month ago! Suddenly no one can be contacted on the day of the operation! How many phone calls we make are shut down! Don't you know? How did you behave? Family members!"

Fu Ran's breathing stagnated.

"What are you talking about?"

What was the operation half a month ago?

Dr. Chen sighed: "Lin Yang, he should have operated on half a month ago. The date has been decided, now"

He put the test in his hand and sighed again, "Now that the cancer is in the terminal stage, it is too late to say anything."

Fu Ran stood blankly for a long time, then smiled weirdly and shook his head.

"You are lying to me."

"I lied to you?" Doctor Chen was angry. "When he came for the checkup, it was already in the middle and late stages, and his illness could not be delayed for a day! I have said this to Lin Yang countless times, so you can ask him yourself. You are also very interesting. He was so ill that you sent him to the hospital. If you don't reflect on your own faults, you are embarrassed to doubt me?"

Fu Ran's eyes were red and shocking. He was breathing fast and his voice was flustered: "Now do the surgery, we will do it now."

"Now?" Doctor Chen sneered, "He has advanced gastric cancer, and cancer cells have spread all over his body. What else to do?"

Fu Ran's knees weakened and he almost knelt down, "You save him, the doctor is still so young."

"The current medical level is like this. At this stage, surgery is of little significance. He can only take the most conservative treatment, chemotherapy first."

Fu Ran walked out of Dr. Chen's office with cold gusto.

The dizziness that turned around made him unsteadily standing, and fell directly to the ground.

A nurse passing by quickly supported him with eyesight and hands: "Sir, are you okay?"

Fu Ran shook his head, his voice seemed to crack: "It's okay."

The nurse glanced at the words Stomach Oncology Department, and instantly understood.

In this office, there are not many people who can face to face without changing their colors.

Fu Ran returned to Lin Yang's ward dumbly like a walking corpse that had been dried by the sun.

Lin Yang is already awake, he is sitting on the side of the bed, and a nurse is helping him to collect blood.

The morning sun poured in from the window, covering Lin Yang completely.

The thin figure melted into the dazzling halo, giving Fu Ran an unreal feeling.

Xiao Yang is dying.

He is going to be killed by you.

A voice suddenly sounded in his head.

Fu Ran was frightened and frightened. The dull pain pierced his lungs. Self-blame and fear were like icebergs and fires, which forced him to collapse.

The nurse gave Lin Yang a few words and left.

Fu Ran's voice was hoarse, and his heart hurts as soon as he opened his mouth, "Xiao Yang"

Lin Yang faintly put down his rolled up sleeves, "Have you ever asked Dr. Chen?"

Fu Ran nodded hard.

"Am I alive soon?"

Fu Ran hugged him abruptly, as if trying to crush him to pieces and melt him into his body: "No, you will get better. We still have to

Going to the Maldives for a wedding"

Lin Yang allowed him to hold himself, but his voice was like the wind and snow of the twelfth lunar month, completely waking up Fu Ran.

"I'm dying, don't lie to yourself anymore."

Fu Ran's body froze fiercely.

Lin Yang pushed him away, slowly leaning against the head of the bed, "No matter how much you comfort yourself, Fu Ran, accept the facts."

Fu Ran's breathing was anxious and flustered. He sat down and gently stroked Lin Yang's face; "The doctor said that chemotherapy is available. I will go to Rulang in the afternoon. His grandfather is an authoritative expert in the oncology department. There must be a way. Yes, Xiaoyang, don't give up, I beg you"

Lin Yang's eyes were cold and bitter: "I have never given up on myself."

From the day he learned that he was ill, he took the medicine seriously and went to check it carefully. In order to raise money for the operation, he was forced to bow his head, and he tried his best to survive.

Even ran to Fu Ran and bowed his head to admit his mistake.

He wanted to live so much.

unfortunately

Lin Yang sneered and slammed into Fu Ran's eyes.

There was a slight smile in his voice: "You gave up on me. You said it yourself. A **** like me deserves to die.

Fu Ran's pupils widened slightly.

"Now I'm really dying, Fu Ran, are you happy?"