The Actor Wants to Divorce

Chapter 259: Lifelong regret

Fu Ran's brain was blank.

The whole person was numb and stood by the bed blankly.

He couldn't breathe like being pinched on his neck.

The doctor and nurse pushed Fu Ran aside and hurried to the rescue room.

Lin Yang's pale hand hung on the edge of the bed, and Fu Ran subconsciously grasped it, but grabbed nothing.

At this moment, a violent sense of fear suddenly surged in his heart, as if a bottomless black hole had been added out of thin air, which was devouring his most important things.

He staggered after Lin Yang, and then was stopped by the nurse at the door of the rescue room.

When Fu Ran reacted, a critical illness notice had been squeezed into his hand.

Fu Ran's face was pale, with no trace of blood.

He leaned back against the cold wall, slid down a little bit, and folded his hands together, his voice trembling in prayer.

"Please, don't leave Xiaoyang"

"Don't take Xiaoyang away"

"Please give Xiaoyang back to me, I will be nice to him, please"

"I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, don't punish me like this, Xiaoyang is innocent"

When Jiang Yichen arrived, Lin Yang was still in the rescue.

Fu Ran hugged his body, with his head drooping deeply, sitting not far away.

During this period of time, the pressure and the hard-to-vent pain were like two heavy mountains, pressing on Fu Ran's shoulders.

He wakes up in his dreams all the time, dreaming of Xiaoyang leaving, dreaming that he is in a mist, no matter how he runs, he is getting farther and farther away from Xiaoyang's back.

Xiao Yang still had to endure the pain, he didn't even cry, and Fu Ran didn't dare to cry.

Jiang Yichen walked over, pulled Fu Ran up from the ground, and comforted in a deep voice: "It will be all right."

Fu Ran's eyes were blushing, and his Adam's apple trembling.

Jiang Yichen frowned: "You go shopping outside, I will help you watch it here. I will let you know if there is news."

Fu Ran shook his head: "I'll wait for him here."

Wait for him to come out safely.

He still wants Wei Xiaoyang to go home.

Jiang Yichen no longer insisted. He pressed Fu Ran on the chair and glanced up at the bright red reminder light on the rescue room.

Lin Yang...

It took more than three hours before the door of the rescue room finally opened.

Lin Yang was pale, wearing an oxygen mask, his eyes closed tightly, and he was pushed out from inside.

Fu Ran stumbled over and grabbed Lin Yang's weak wrist.

There, the pulse is weak and rhythmic.

The huge boulder hanging in Fu Ran's heart fell down with a "bang one by one".

Xiaoyang, survived.

Lin Yang's body is extremely unstable now, and he has been lying in the intensive care unit for two full days.

Fu Ran couldn't go in to accompany him. He stayed at the door every day, staring at him through the glass door.

Jiang Yichen looked at Fu Ran's sunken eye sockets and haggard face, and persuaded him: "Fu Ran, go and rest for a while."

Fu Ran: "I'm not tired."

Jiang Yichen frowned: "I've been here these past two days, and I haven't seen you close your eyes. How long have you not slept?"

Fu Ran was silent.

Jiang Yichen: "Lin Yang is taken care of by doctors and nurses inside. He is very good. Go and sleep for a while. I will call you if you have anything to do.

Through the glass door, Fu Ran looked at Lin Yang, who was wearing an oxygen mask on the bed, with a hoarse voice: "Let me take a look."

Fu Ran smiled bitterly: "I know very well that there will be rescues like today's."

Jiang Yichen's heart tightened.

Fu Ran shook his head, her voice sour: "How long can I see him?"

He dared not sleep.

On the third day of the intensive care unit, Lin Yang's condition finally stabilized temporarily and was transferred to the general ward.

In the evening, Lin Yang woke up.

After Fu Ran's busy schedule these few days, he was already exhausted. He supported his chin and dozed dazedly.

Lin Yang frowned as he looked at the cyan under Fu Ran's eye sockets.

"Fu Ran."

Fu Ran jumped up like a spring.

"Xiao Yang!" He showed joy, "Xiao Yang, what do you think?"

Lin Yang: "It's okay."

Fu Ran's eyes were red: "You scared me to death, why did you scare me"

Lin Yang: "You go home."

Fu Ran: "I'm not going, are you hungry? You haven't eaten for so long, so I can go downstairs and buy some hot porridge, OK?"

Lin Yang seemed impatient: "Go back, take a good bath, sleep, and don't think about anything."

Fu Ran bit his teeth: "No"

Lin Yang: "I'm all like this, can you not make me worry about it anymore?"

When he got excited, he suddenly coughed violently.

Fu Ran panicked and patted his chest, "Okay, I'll go back to sleep, don't get excited, I'll let you be with you for an hour."

After Jiang Yichen came to the hospital, Fu Ran finally reluctantly returned.

Lin Yang leaned slightly against the head of the bed and took off the oxygen mask from his face.

Jiang Yichen frowned when he saw his pale and weak face that was tortured by the pain, "You wear it."

"It's okay." Lin Yang chuckled: "If it weren't for him to see my face now, I wouldn't want to wear it a long time ago."

Jiang Yichen: "How did you and him make this happen?"

Lin Yang: "He and I are too impulsive, forget it."

Lin Yang took a deep breath, "For one hour, I have something to ask you."

Jiang Yichen: "I understand, Fu Ran and I have been in friendship since childhood, and I will watch him."

Lin Yang smiled: "Thank you."

"On your brother's side, don't worry, I heard from Agen that Feng Jin and him are doing well right now."

Lin Yang said softly "um".

Jiang Yichen said in his voice: "No matter what, I still hope you can hold on for a little longer, also for Fu Ran. I know he is stupid, but he really likes you."

Fu Ran hadn't closed his eyes for several days, and only woke up in the evening after falling asleep.

He fished out the bone broth stewed in the kitchen, put it in an incubator, and hurried to the hospital.

Jiang Yichen and Ji Rulang are both here.

Lin Yang sat on the bed, smiling and chatting with them, looking very energetic.

Seeing Fu Ranlai, Ji Rulang came over and stretched out his head curiously: "Hey, what good food did you add Xiaoyang to?"

He opened the thermos box, and the smell of the fragrant bone broth came out.

Ji Rulang: "Let me go, Fu Gou, you are good at craftsmanship, take a bowl and give me some points."

Fu Ran kicked the man aside, "Get out."

He carefully picked up the largest piece of meat, put it in a bowl, and handed it to Lin Yang: "Xiao Yang, come and eat."

Ji Rulang: "Fu Ran, you don't mind.

Lin Yang is eating very slowly now, and the meat on his bones is torn off by Fu Ran bit by bit and turned into soft pieces. Even so, Lin Yang only eats a small part of it.

Fu Ran wanted to urge him to be more awkward, but looking at Lin Yang's pale and uncomfortable face, he could only swallow the words that came to his lips.

"Xiaoyang, you can sleep for a while."

After Lin Yang fell asleep, the three of Fu Ran walked out of the ward.

Fu Ranqiang's smile disappeared instantly. He clenched his fist and said to Ji Rulang, "I still want to operate on Xiao Yang."

Ji Rulang; "Fu Ran, why are you so mind-blowing! His body can't stand the toss, so you still have to stab him?"

Fu Ran's eyes were red: "So, are you telling me to wait for death quietly? It's not your wife who is lying in it!"

Ji Rulang came on fire, "What are you mad at me? Fu Ran, you figure it out, Lin Yang is lying in it now is all your fault, you are ashamed to blame me and Yichen, it was we who forced him Don't let him see the doctor if he pays back the money?"

Fu Ran's face suddenly changed.

Jiang Yichen hurriedly pulled Ji Rulang: "Ji Rulang, shut up for me."

This is the scar in Fu Ran's heart, will he be able to speak!

Ji Rulang ripped off Jiang Yichen angrily, angrily: "I repeat, as a doctor, I do not approve of this operation from a professional point of view."

Ji Rulang looked at Fu Ran with a deep breath, "Do you think I am ugly? Then I will say a little bit more ugly, Lin Yang is about to die, he will live less than a month, do you understand?"

Jiang Yichen gritted his teeth: "Ji Rulang!"

Fu Ran was stunned for a few seconds, and then, like lightning, rushed towards Ji Rulang, and the two of them punched you and me at the door of the ward.

"Shut up! Shut up! Xiao Yang will be fine!"

Jiang Yichen gritted his teeth and separated the two.

"Have you two troubled enough? What should I do if I quarrel with Lin Yang?"

Ji Rulang glanced at Fu Ran coldly, pushed Jiang Yichen away, adjusted his clothes and turned away.

Jiang Yichen said helplessly to Fu Ran, "Can you calm down?"

Fu Ran's eyes were red and he was short of breath.

Jiang Yichen frowned: "Lin Yang is like that, and is still arranging things for you in the future. Can you save him a snack?"

Fu Ran was silent, he sat heavily on the chair at the door of the ward, burying his face in the palm of his hand.

Jiang Yichen looked at him: "I agree with what Rulang said. He is a doctor. He knows Lin Yang's body better than you. You only considered the operation of Lin Yang. You didn't think about it. He lost his stomach. What does he eat? Does he still have the strength to recover after surgery? What if he died directly on the operating table?"

Fu Ran trembled violently.

Jiang Yichen sighed lightly and squeezed Fu Ran's shoulder: "It's all about this time, so don't you let Lin Yang suffer so much anymore?"

After Jiang Yichen left, Fu Ran sat alone for a long time before returning to the ward.

Lin Yang was wearing an oxygen mask and quietly looked at the book in his hand.

Fu Ran walked over quickly: "Don't look, didn't you let you sleep for a while?"

"Wake up, have nothing to do, pass the time."

Fu Ran: "I will read it to you."

Lin Yang chuckled lightly, a layer of white mist hovered in the oxygen mask: "I am not a child, you should read before going to bed.

Fu Ran: "Then I'll cut some pears for you."

"Don't be busy." Lin Yang pointed to the stool, "Sit down, I have something to discuss with you."

Fu Ran sat down, "You said."

Lin Yang: "The day after tomorrow, after my birthday banquet is over, give me an operation."