When the supernatural power enters the body, the discomfort caused by the treatment is weakened. The feeling of being bitten on the lips is too real. Qiu Xing's expression changed little by little, and he slowly sat up straight, frowning at Xie Yang.
Xie Yang smiled and touched Qiu Xing's ear.
"... bullshit!" Qiu Xing suddenly returned to his senses, grabbing Xie Yang's hand tightly in his hand, posing a calm and calm expression, and asked, "When will you be back?"
"You first tell me why you want to secretly treat me behind your back."
"What secretly..." Qiu Xing stopped in the middle of speaking, squeezed Xieyang's hand, got up and pressed Xieyang to sit on the bed, and explained, "I didn't secretly, I'll tell you after the treatment. Why did I come back suddenly, drama? Finished filming?"
Xie Yang glanced at Qiu Xing's slightly pale face, and reluctantly accepted Qiu Xing's explanation, telling him about asking for leave and going to the award ceremony in a few days.
Qiu Xing frowned again, and said, "Isn't the award ceremony in city b?"
"In City W, I will fly by in the afternoon the day after tomorrow. After attending the ceremony, I should go directly to City N to continue filming."
Qiu Xing's face turned dark when he heard it, and he placed his hand on Xie Yang's body unconsciously, gently touching Xie Yang's head, touching his head, his expression changed suddenly, releasing Xie Yang and stepping into the bathroom of the ward.
boom!
Because of the anxiety, the door was taken a little heavy, and it made a loud noise when it was closed.
Xie Yang got up and walked out of the bathroom, listening to the faint sound of water and vomiting inside, the relaxation on his face slowly converged, and his fingers moved slightly, allowing the abilities to go through the door and float towards the inside.
About ten minutes later, a grudge of water on his face came out. He pretended to be innocent, and asked Xie Yang, who had already returned to the bed, "What time did you get off the plane, did you have lunch?"
"I've eaten." Xie Yang didn't ask what happened to Qiu Xing just now, and patted the bed. "Doctor Kirkman asked you to rest well. I was tired after catching the plane and wanted to sleep."
The two looked at each other, tacitly.
Qiu walked in front of Xie Yang, touched Xie Yang's head, and said, "So sensible and what to do... Sometimes I wish you were a little stupid."
Xie Yang got up and sat down on the bed with Qiu Xing, and said, "Sometimes I wish you could be more frank. Rest, and go home together after the rest."
The two looked at each other again, Qiu Xing smiled, snorted, and lay on the bed, still holding Xie Yang's hand with his hands, and didn't mean to let go.
The coward is rare to be presumptuous.
Xie Yang held Qiu Xing's hand back and sat on the chair beside the hospital bed. With the other hand, he pulled the quilt for Qiu Xing and asked, "Should I sing a lullaby for you?"
Qiu Xing didn't say he wanted or no, closed his eyes and slowed his breathing.
"Jie Yang."
"Ok?"
Qiu Xing did not speak.
Looking at Qiu Xing, Xie Yang shook hands and sent the power into Qiu Xing's body little by little.
After just tens of seconds, Qiu Xing's body completely relaxed and fell asleep smoothly. Xie Yang still grasped Qiu Xing's hand, and continued to send powers into Qiu Xing's body.
…
When it was getting dark, Qiu Xing woke up. Kirkman came in to do a simple check on Qiu Xing, and said happily: "The side effects are weaker than expected. This is a good start."
Qiu Xing's expression relaxed slightly.
On the way back to Jinghe Garden, Xie Yang turned over the new treatment plan given by Dr. Kirkman.
There are many medical terms in the treatment plan. Xie Yang can’t understand it. He can only see that Qiu Xing will come to this treatment for the next three to five months at the beginning of each month. .
Such a round of treatment is considered a course of treatment. After the course of treatment is over, if the tumor stops growing and deteriorates, it is considered a success. Of course, it would be better if the tumor could shrink a little.
After a course of treatment, you need to let your body rest for a while, nourish it, and restore vitality. During this period, you only need to take medicine to consolidate the effect. After the body is well cultivated, the course of treatment will continue. During this period, the treatment plan may be adjusted again according to Qiu Xing's condition.
And these treatments are only for one purpose-to reduce the tumor in Qiu Xing's brain, to see if it will leave the most sensitive position, and to improve the success rate of craniotomy.
In other words, the craniotomy is required at the end of the treatment.
So in fact, this is still a gambling treatment plan. Whether the tumor can shrink or leave the sensitive area a little bit depends on fate. However, Xie Yang believed that with the help of supernatural powers, the success rate of this treatment plan would be 100%. Moreover, after the tumor is removed, those abominable cancer cells will never grow in the hostile body again.
After getting a sense of it, Xie Yang shifted his sight to the side effects that the treatment might cause.
Although Dr. Kirkman tried his best to moderate the treatment and eliminated all the drugs that may increase the physical burden of the feud, the treatment is after all treatment, and some basic side effects are unavoidable. Such as nausea, vomiting, loss of appetite... and hair loss.
Xie Yang tilted his head, looking at the thick and black hair on Qiu Xing's head, his brain made up for Qiu Xing's bald appearance.
The bald mouse.
Xie Yang laughed.
Qiu Xing kept secretly paying attention to Xie Yang's expression when flipping through the treatment plan, fearing that Xie Yang would be in a bad mood after reading it. As a result... laughed
Qiu Xing was suspicious, raised his hand to touch Xie Yang's forehead, and said, "Are you confused?"
"No." Xie Yang restrained and smiled, "I'm just happy. Qiu Xing, you will get better soon."
Qiu Xing took a pause, retracted his hand, and looked at Xie Yang's smiling eyes, wanting to say that this treatment plan will not be absolutely successful, don't be blindly optimistic, but the words came to the lips and swallowed them all.
He held Xie Yang's hand, tightened it forcefully, and said, "I'm not stupid."
…
After a few months, Xie Yang finally returned to Jinghe Garden. Master Liao and others were very happy to see Xie Yang come back, and Zhang Luo made a big table of dishes for Xie Yang.
After dinner, the two went upstairs to rest. When he reached the corner on the second floor, Qiu Xing deliberately slowed down a bit.
Xie Yang surpassed Qiu Xing's normal speed and walked to the third floor.
Qiu Xing pulled the corner of his mouth and coughed heavily.
Xie Yang stopped and looked back at Qiu Xing, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Qiu Xing looked straight at Xie Yang and said nothing.
Xie Yang thought of something, turned and walked back.
Qiu Xing's expression is a little better.
Xie Yang walked straight to Qiu Xing, stretched his arms to embrace Qiu Xing, and put his chin on Qiu Xing's shoulders.
Qiu Xing was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth cocked, he reached out his hand to hug Xie Yang, patted Xie Yang's back lightly, and said, "How old are you, you are still acting like a baby... If you want to eat tomorrow, let Master Liao give it to you. You do it, don't do what you eat, you can't be too picky."
Xie Yang responded, then stepped back, and moved towards Qiu Xing's face.
Qiu Xing's hand holding Xie Yang tightened slightly, stood stretched for two seconds, and bowed his head without a trace.
"Good night." Xie Yang stopped abruptly, then backed away from the arms of Qiu Xing, smiled and said, "rest early." After speaking, he turned and walked upstairs, watching Qiu Xing with the corner of his eye.
Qiu Xing froze, one second, two seconds... Qiu acted.
Xie Yang hurriedly retracted his gaze.
The footsteps approached, the hand hanging on his side was suddenly caught, and then the body was pulled to walk in the opposite direction. Xie Yang followed the strength and turned to move forward. He raised his eyes to look forward to the enmity who just pulled him to the master bedroom on the second floor without saying a word. He suppressed a smile and asked, "What's wrong?"
Without looking back, Qiu Xing said, "The third floor was unoccupied for too long, and it was all gray. I slept on the second floor today."
"But I heard from my auntie that the third floor has been cleaned up—"
The door opened and closed, Xie Yang was pressed against the door by Qiu Xing, his face was lifted, and then the shadow fell.
Xie Yang shut up, looked at Qiu Xing's closed eyes, smiled, and stretched his arms back to hug Qiu Xing.
Time flows silently, and the atmosphere is a bit out of control.
Qiu Xing suddenly let go of Xie Yang, touched Xie Yang's face, tidyed up Xie Yang's clothes, and adjusted his breathing while saying: "I still have business to deal with, you... be honest." After that, let go of Xie Yang. Ran.
Xie Yang slowly put down his hands that were still embracing the action, looked at the door that was ajar for a while, reached out and pushed it up blankly, locked it, and turned and went into the bathroom.
After taking a shower, Xie Yang walked back to the door, stared at the door lock for a while, reached out to open the lock, and went to bed.
Xie Yang didn’t know when Qiu Xing returned to his room that night. He rushed to the scene for several days in order to make a vacation. He was seriously lacking sleep these days, and now he returned to a place full of Qi Xing breath. Instinctively relax completely.
Early to bed and early to wake up, when Xie Yang opened his eyes, the sky was not completely bright and the light in the room was dim. He was embraced by Qiu Xing from behind, and his body was full of Qi Xing aura.
He turned his head slightly, reached out his hand to touch the hand of Xing Xing on his waist, and sent the power in. After a few seconds, Qiu Xing's breathing became longer.
Xie Yang turned to face Qiu Xing, watched Qiu Xing for a while, took out his mobile phone and swiped Weibo.
Weibo was full of news about the Golden Melody Awards. He simply flipped through it and unexpectedly found that singer-songwriter Xue Xian, who had robbed him of resources, appeared on the hot search with him.
#解扬薛贤Best Composition Award War#.
Xie Yang raised his eyebrows, clicked into the topic and probably scanned it.
It turned out that a musician made an estimate of the final winners of the Golden Melody Awards. For other awards, he estimated the winners. Only the best composer did not give an exact estimate. I just say that this award must go between two young singers, and that whoever wins this award will be the true leader of the new generation of singers.
Such a boring and intriguing assessment has actually made a hot search, saying that no one spends money and doesn't believe it.
Xie Yang sent a screenshot of the hot search to Qin Cheng, then skipped this topic and wandered around on Weibo. When visiting a topic related to tourism, Xie Yang stopped and clicked on a Weibo to take a closer look.
Ru Ruru: Damn it! I ran into Mu Zhouyi by chance! She is so thin, so white and so beautiful! It's a pity that she got in the car and left soon, and couldn't find her for a photo, so she cried.
With a few pictures below, Xie Yang zoomed in on the photo that opened Mu Zhouyi and got on the car. He identified the license plate of the vehicle that Mu Zhouyi was on, and raised his eyebrows high.
The number of the license plate is j59.
In the original book, Feng Qingbai’s fiancee, Fang Jia, was in Fengqingbai to go to Fenghua’s M City branch to experience. In order to facilitate Fengqingbai’s travel, she gave Feng Qingbai a car with the end of the license plate which she specially selected. The first letter of the name plus the date of birth is exactly j59.
Xie Yang looked at the location of this Weibo tape again, outside a certain hotel in city m.
Interesting.
No wonder that Mu Zhouyi was so quiet during this period, and he turned out to concentrate on hooking up Feng Qingbo.
He moved his fingers, clicked on the photos individually, saved them, and sent them to Feng Qinglin.