My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

Chapter 73

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Xie Yang pretended not to see that Qiu Xing was angry, took out his mobile phone and flipped through the comments under the Zhouyi rehearsal video, and sent a WeChat message to Qin Cheng and Hu Biao respectively after flipping.

An hour later, the car parked in the open-air parking lot deep in the nursing home. Xie Yang and Qiu Xing got off their cars and walked towards the small building.

Qiu Xing strode very far, with a sullen face, not at all like a Chinese New Year, but as if he came to collect debts. Xie Yang followed Qiu Xing two steps behind, and was in a good mood.

Before entering the small building, Xie Yang called out Qiu Xing.

Qiu Xing stopped immediately, looked over at Xie Yang, and said, "What?"

Xie Yang reminded: "Be close." As he said, he walked to a position side by side with the hatred, motioned inside, "Let's go."

… Just walking side by side is what kind of intimacy!

The anticipation in Qiu Xing's heart was pierced, and his gaze dropped to Xie Yang's hand hanging beside him. He was ashamed to take the initiative and stretched out his hand when he wanted to pull it. Small living room.

Qiu Xing: "..."

Mother Qiu was so sane, she was leaning on the sofa and listening to the news. When Qiu Xing came up, she immediately looked over it, then frowned, and asked, "What's the matter, you are not happy to come to see me? Her face stretched like this long."

Qiu Xing adjusted his expression hurriedly, stepped forward to sit in the seat opposite to his mother, and said, "No. Mom, how are you feeling lately?"

"Very good." Mother Qiu looked at Xie Yang, who had come a step back, and looked up and down, unexpectedly, "Yang Yang seems to have grown taller?"

Xie Yang was about to answer, Qiu Xing had already taken a step forward and said in a weird manner: "Twenty years old is still long, and the developmental period is really late."

Xie Yang and Qiu Mu looked towards Qiu Xing together.

"..." Qiu Xing lowered his head and poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip from his side, pretending to be calm.

"Auntie, I did grow taller." Xie Yang looked at Qiu's mother and naturally walked to Qiu Xing's side and sat down. He took the tea that Qiu Xing had just put down to his lips and took a sip, then put down the tea cup and raised his hand. Untie the scarf on the neck.

Qiu Xing lowered his head a little, and looked at the teacup in front of him that had been "stained" by Xie Yang. After a long time, his throat rolled, and he turned his head to look at Xie Yang: "You..."

"What's the matter?" Xie Yang put the scarf down to watch Qiu Xing, then laughed, and leaned forward to help Qiu Xing pick the scarf, and said, "Why don't you take off the scarf, the heating in the room is so strong, isn't it hot?" He thought intimately. He helped Qiu Xing take off the scarf, and after taking it off, he helped Qiu Xing tidy up his collar. After that, his fingers gently wiped Qiu Xing's Adam's apple as if accidentally.

Qiu Xing straightened his back and stood up.

Mother Qiu and Xie Yang looked up at Qiu Xing together again. Xie Yang asked: "What's the matter?"

"..." Qiu Xing stiffened his neck, glanced at his enemy's mother quickly, and said, "It's nothing... I'm going to the bathroom." After that, he turned and strode away.

Mother Qiu looked at Xie Yang.

Xie Yang looked back calmly.

Mother Qiu asked: "Is it fun to tease him?"

Xie Yang nodded honestly: "It's very fun."

The enemy's mother smiled, his eyebrows stretched out, and he asked with a bit of wickedness: "How soon do you think he will be back?"

"At least five minutes later."

"Then he has grown a little bit better than before." Mother Qiu turned off the news that had been broadcasting, and said, "A Xing's complexion looks a lot better."

"It's really getting better. After the heart surgery, he sleeps a lot longer than before, and his appetite is better. If it weren't for being too busy at the end of the year, his complexion would look better than it is now."

Mother Qiu nodded, picked up a small photo album on the shelf next to him and put it on his lap.

"I used to persuade Ah Xing to go to see a doctor, but he always agreed on the face and talked quietly. I know what he thought in his heart... He called me suddenly and said he had an operation..." She stopped talking and touched Touched the photo album, then looked at Xie Yang seriously, and said, "Xie Yang, choosing you was the most correct decision I have ever made in my life, thank you."

Xie Yang noticed that the mother's eyes were a little red, got up and sat next to the mother of the enemy, holding the hand that the mother of the enemy placed on her lap, and took the opportunity to show out the supernatural powers. On the face, she promised to give comfort: "No thanks, auntie, Don't worry, he will get better and better."

After six or seven minutes, Qiu Xing returned. Xie Yang had already sat back, and was chatting with his mother about the koi in the lake at home.

Qiu Xing pretended to sit calmly next to Xie Yang. There was a cup of tea in front of Jian Yang, his face collapsed, and he looked at the tea in front of him, moved his fingers, and pretended to reach out and picked up the tea cup, and drank it like a thief. Then quickly put the tea cup down, trying to join the topic, saying: "There are more and more fish in the lake, and some must be released next year."

Mother Qiu stopped talking, looked at Qiu Xing's pretentious appearance, and suddenly sighed slightly.

Qiu Xing frowned suspiciously.

"I'm going to let it go." Xie Yang answered the conversation naturally, as if he hadn't noticed anything.

After talking for a while, it was lunch time, and the three moved to the restaurant. Xie Yang fulfilled his duties with due diligence, sitting next to Qiu Xing when eating, taking the initiative to serve Qiu Xing with vegetables, serving soup, and roll up his sleeves to help Qiu Xing, and talk to Qiu Xing very close.

Qiu Xing's reaction went from being stiff at the beginning, to getting used to and enjoying it slowly, and then occasionally responding, for example, he also gave Xie Yang Jiacai, and the whole person's aura became bright with the naked eye.

Looking at Qiu Xing's silly look, Qiu's mother wanted to say something, and finally closed her mouth again.

After the meal, Mother Qiu returned to the room for lunch. Before leaving, Xie Yang and Qiu Xing were assigned a task of going out to buy Spring Festival couplets and New Year goods.

In fact, there are everything in the nursing home, and you only need to explain it to the people in the logistics department to buy things. But Xing Xing is like his mother who has become confused with his mother. He completely forgets this. After sending his mother to the house, he turned to Xie Yang and said, "Go to the supermarket."

Xie Yang nodded, and turned to the small living room to take out the coats and scarves of the two of them. After that, he distributed the clothes and scarves of Qiu Xing to Qiu Xing, and put on his own.

"No matter how old people are, clothes don't wear well."

Qiu Xing suddenly took a step forward and reached out to help Xie Yang tidy up the overturned coat and hat, and then pulled Xie Yang's hand to help Xie Yang button the coat collar button to the top one, and finally took a scarf to help Xie Yang Wrap it carefully round and round.

Xie Yang put down his hands and smiled as Qiu Xing looked at Qiu Xing's eyebrows with disgusting and impatience but the corners of his mouth faintly curled up.

Qiu Xingxun said, "What are you laughing at. Are you proud to wear poorly?"

Xie Yang smiled and shook his head. After Qiu Xing helped him put his hat on, he took a step back and said, "Thank you."

Qiu Xing snorted, with a noble and cold expression, and said, "Wear the gloves yourself, and remember to put on the mask. Look at you, you have to cover your face when you go out, and you don't know what's good about being a celebrity. "

"The advantage is that it makes money fast."

"The people who make money fast are always the group of people holding capital." Qiu Xing put on his coat, then deliberately picked up the scarf very slowly, and glared at it.

Xie Yang pretended not to receive any hints, took the mouthpiece and put it on, turned and walked to the hallway to change shoes, and said, "That's why I need to make money and accumulate capital quickly. When I have accumulated enough, I can go behind the scenes."

Qiu Xing looked at Xie Yang's back, curled the corners of his mouth flat, put on a scarf and gloves for himself, endured, did not hold back, and said: "Home without conscience—"

"What?" Xie Yang suddenly looked back.

Qiu Xing shut up, walked to the hallway to change shoes with a cold face, and said, "It's nothing."

The nursing home is too partial, and it takes more than ten minutes to drive to the nearest supermarket. After getting in the car, Qiu Xing tried to tell Xie Yang about the traditional virtues and courtesy of China. As a result, as soon as he had prepared a sentence, Xie Yang's cell phone rang.

Qiu Xing: "..."

The call was from Jie Xiu, and Jie Yang was connected directly.

"Yang Yang." Jie Xiu's tone was full of joy and spirit, and said, "You and Mr. Qiu are having fun during the New Year, so you don't have to go home specially. Thank you Mr. Qiu for your additional investment. I promise to run the resort well. Yes! I won’t be left behind at the hotel, and I won’t be ashamed of you!"

Additional investment? hotel

Xie Yang hung up after a few sentences, looked towards Qiu Xing, and asked, "Did you add additional investment to Xie Xiu?"

Qiu Xing immediately looked away, picked up the tortured magazine, and said, "I just expanded the project appropriately. Now that I have decided to do it, I will try my best to make it bigger. And your hotel, Since you want to be a public figure, pay more attention and don't let Xie Xiu be ashamed of you outside."

Is this secretly calculating and helping him clarify those bad rumors

Xie Yang looked at the magazine in Qiu Xing's hand and asked, "Is the magazine good-looking?"

Qiu Xing flipped through the magazine and changed his sitting posture uncomfortably, saying, "Not bad. There is a stock market trend analysis that can be written and is worth watching repeatedly."

"I want to watch it too. Come here a little bit and let's watch it together."

Qiu Xing turned his head to look at Xie Yang.

Xie Yang asked, "Don't you show it to me?"

"... You have a lot of business!" Qiu Xing suppressed and was happy, moved over to put the magazine in front of Xie Yang, and said, "Look."

Xie Yang also leaned closer, next to Qiu Xing, leaning towards Qiu Xing, holding the magazine in his hand, and really started to read it.

Qiu Xing looked at Xie Yang's face very close to him, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he pressed it down quickly. He looked out of the window and slowly moved back after a while, looking at Xie Yang's focused profile, and then moved the magazine again. Moved towards Xie Yang.

Xie Yang suddenly turned his head to look at Qiu Xing, and said, "I don't quite understand, can you tell me something?"

Qiu Xing was busy looking out the window again, suppressing his expression and looking back at Xie Yang, saying, "You will be nice when you ask me for something... Why can't you understand?"

Xie Yang pointed to a place.

Qiu Xing glanced at it and hummed: "I don't even understand this... Listen carefully, I'll just say it once."

In a short stock market analysis essay, Qiu Xing abruptly explained to Xie Yang, from the foreign economic situation to the domestic economic policy, Zhou Miao in the front seat was full of dismay.

Qiu Xing walked with wind when he got off the car. Xie Yang followed Qiu Xing with his hands in his pockets in a leisurely posture.

There were a lot of people in the supermarket years ago. Qiu Xing frowned as soon as he entered. When he saw someone almost bumping into Xie Yang, he finally succeeded in getting a black face. He reached out and pulled Xie Yang to his side to protect him, and said, "Keep tight. a little."

Xie Yang walked obediently next to Qiu.

After shopping and returning to the car, Qiu Xing's expression finally looked better. He picked up the magazine again and said, "Do you understand this? I'll check it."

Zhou Miao, who was drinking water, choked on herself unluckily.