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the other side.

When Tang didn't get home, Tang Song was already waiting for him.

"Why are you here at this time?"

"Of course it is a routine checkup of basic vital signs for you." Tang Song took out the medicine box in his house. Originally, Tang Wei's medicine box was not big, but as time went by, his condition continued to deteriorate. His medicine box was getting bigger and bigger, and one was not enough. There were already three medicine boxes in the house.

"Is it the 15th again?" Tang Wei unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt and sat down on the sofa.

"Measure mouth temperature and axillary temperature first." Tang Song handed him two different thermometers. Tang Wei took it, put it in the corresponding place, and flipped through the file while waiting.

Tang Song looked at his side face, "Are you in a good mood today?"

With a thermometer in his lips, Tang Wei couldn't speak, but he still looked up at him. Tang Song shrugged, "You can see it from your eyes."

He nodded, in a good mood.

After waiting for ten minutes, Tang Song took out the thermometer and looked at it.

"The temperature is within normal values ​​and there is no fever."

"Yeah. I'm doing well recently."

"Check your pulse and blood pressure again. You put the file down."

Tang Wei is a fairly cooperative patient, and he will do whatever Tang Song says.

After a series of inspections, only the temperature was normal, and the others were somewhat higher or lower than normal.

Tang Song's expression was solemn, but Tang Wei comforted him, "Don't be too nervous. For so many years, the value has always been like this, just get used to it."

"You should go back to the old house." Tang Song's eyes were solemn, "Grandpa wants you to go back. After all, there are many people there who can take care of you. Here you are..."

He looked around, "It's too deserted."

It is too deserted, but it is actually more tactful. Tang Wei knew that all of them were actually worried that one day he would suddenly fall and die in this room where he was alone.

"Well. If one day, when the body really can't bear it, I will go back."

Tang Song said, "Or, go to the hospital. You can monitor your condition at any time."

Tang Wei absolutely refused to cooperate with this proposal. "You also know how tormented in the hospital, it is not necessarily good for my condition."

No patient likes hospitals.

Tang Song knows best.

Therefore, he did not insist, but only told: "Remember to take the medicine on time. If you don't have it, call me and I will deliver it in time."

"Every time I haven't finished eating, you've already delivered it to me. I don't need to call."

Tang Song got up: "Then I'm leaving."

"I'll see you." Tang Wei also followed up.

After sending Tang Song away, Tang Wei took a look at his test table, his eyes dimmed a lot. How long can he live? One year, is there any more?

He dropped the watch and leaned back on the sofa. Touch the remote control from the side and turn on the rear projection of the room. One picture after another, jumped onto the snow-white wall. Each one is a group photo of them in the past.

He leaned on the sofa, looked at the photo, and gradually closed his eyes wearily.

In tonight’s dream, there will probably be her.

——————

time flies.

Shang Shiyu counted his fingers to live his life, but after meeting that day, he hadn't seen him again for a month.

If lovesickness is a kind of disease, she may be dying and there is no cure.

This month, whenever she is free, she will quietly go to the set of "City of Amnesia", hoping that she may have the same good luck as before and meet him again. However, it turns out that her luck is really bad. It's not that he hasn't been to the set, but they haven't met.

Today, she returned from the set disappointed.

She sat down at the desk, took out her purse and looked at the tie clip dumbfounded.

"Shangshang, big news!" Ning Mu knocked on the next wall beside him.

"What big news?"

"Your male god, our news from President Tang."

That name suffocated Shang Shiyu's breath. She searches his news on the Internet eagerly every day, and even Ning Mu knows that she is idiot him, but there are very few things that can be searched. He is too low-key. He is also a media tycoon who controls most of the media. It is too difficult to dig out his news.

"I heard that he just passed out on the set."

Shang Shiyu's mind buzzed, "Just? Passed out?"

She only left the studio for half an hour!

"Yes." Ning Mu said: "You quickly go to the post bar of "City of Amnesia" and some netizens have posted the pictures. If you don't look at it for a while, you will definitely lose harmony.

She just listened, and her heart trembled. She quickly opened the notebook and found the post of "City of Amnesia". Because it was rumoured that he was Yun Ling's boyfriend, the post was highly praised. She found it without any effort.

Shang Shiyu went in, and photos jumped out. Her face lost a little blood, her hands and feet were cold.

It should have been taken by a fan. The pixels of the photo are not very high, but it is clear that he was unconsciously carried by medical staff on a stretcher into an ambulance. Weak and helpless.

What's up with him?

Why did you faint suddenly? Too tired?

Shang Shiyu shook her hands, tapped the keyboard, and sent a reply: Who knows the inside information? What happened to him, why did he pass out?

After waiting for ten seconds, no one answered. She swiped the screen time and time again impatiently: Who can answer me? Please tell me the specific situation on site! One hundred thousand hot!

This time, someone responded quickly.

——I was on the scene at the time, and I didn’t know what was going on, so I fell suddenly. Our sister Yunling was almost crying in a hurry.

——Is there something serious? I feel so weak just by looking at the photos!

——If there is any life-threatening disease, I think it is better not to be with us. I was very supportive, but now I am a little shaken.

When Shang Shiyu watched the netizens' words, his face gradually lost his blood, and his body was shaking.

——Don’t just talk nonsense without knowing anything! He is in good health, there is no disease at all! It’s just that I was so tired recently that I suddenly passed out! You are not allowed to curse him!

As soon as she said this, someone immediately counterattacked, "You are fine. I was still asking about the situation just now, and now he knows the inside story. He is dying, and everyone at the scene can see it clearly. Clearly."

Dying...

Shang Shiyu was pierced by these four words and almost burst into tears. She tapped on the keyboard, wanting to hit back again, and Ning Muyang next door said: "It's harmony! It's too fast, it's only a few minutes!"

Shang Shiyu stared at the blank screen after being reconciled, and sat blankly for a while, only feeling cold in his hands and feet.

The next second, she suddenly got up and ran out.

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