Forced to become his stand-in wife

Qin Muyang went to Yunnan in the south, where the seasons are like spring, it is a good place to stay.

The assistant bought a two-story courtyard here, and Qin Muyang couldn't walk at all, he couldn't even stand up, and had to run up and down with his assistant on his back every day.

Qin Muyang lay on the assistant's back, smiling weakly: "Fortunately, I'm only a few days away, or I'll exhaust you to death"

The assistant felt sour when he heard it, and it took a long time before he said in a muffled voice: "I'm not tired, Mr. Qin, you are very light."

The assistant is a straight man, not very good at comforting others, to be honest, Qin Muyang is really light now, carrying him is like carrying a child.

The assistant put a rocking chair in the yard, and put Qin Muyang on it with his back on his back. The sun outside was very warm, Qin Muyang squinted his eyes, and opened his eyes to look around after he got used to it.

There is an osmanthus tree planted in the huge yard, and there is a piece of land that is overgrown with weeds because of lack of management.

Qin Muyang squinted at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, wondering if he could wait for it to bloom before he died.

The assistant hugged the thin blanket and gently placed it on Qin Muyang's body: "Don't catch a cold."

At this time, the weather is 22 degrees, not cold at all, but I can't stand the character of the assistant's old lady.

The assistant came over with water in one hand and medicine in the other: "Boss Qin, take the medicine."

Qin Muyang looked at the handful of medicine in his hand, and frowned: "I haven't had it for a few days, what medicine do I still take?"

Qin Muyang hates taking medicine, and every time he takes the medicine, there will be a smell of medicine in his mouth. It was fine before swallowing the capsules, but now it is very laborious for him to take the medicine. The pills have to be ground into powder and mixed with water, and the bitter medicine taste is even stronger up.

The assistant skillfully ground the pills into powder and mixed them with water, "Don't you still want to wait for the sweet-scented osmanthus to bloom? The season of sweet-scented osmanthus is only a few days away. If you want to see it, just take the medicine honestly."

The assistant spoke directly to Qin Muyang's ribs. Qin Muyang sighed, with a bitter face, and sucked the medicine in with a straw in his mouth.

The chest cavity, the roots of the teeth, the surface of the tongue, and the throat are all full of bitter taste, as if the dregs of medicine stay at the root of the tongue, it is so bitter that it is disgusting.

The assistant hurriedly brought over the prepared sugar water and inserted the straw. Qin Muyang swallowed heavily and didn't stop until half of the glass was finished.

Seeing him finish taking the medicine, the assistant also breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Qin, you rest here. I'm going to the street to buy vegetables and prepare lunch."

Qin Muyang stared at the distance without raising his eyes. Fortunately, the assistant's hearing is good, and he heard the slight "hmm."

As soon as the assistant left, Qin Muyang was the only one left in the yard. He slowly closed his eyes, listening to the birds and frogs, and feeling the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves.

It has been two weeks since he left, and I don't know how Ling Qiu is doing, do you think about him occasionally?

He probably already knew about his heart disease. According to his grandfather's personality, he probably already told Ling Qiu about his heart transplant.

If Ling Qiu knew that the Qin family adopted him only for his own heart, wouldn't he resent him very much?

Qin Muyang didn't expect Ling Qiu to love him long ago, he just hoped that he could occasionally think of him as a passerby, and then stop resenting him.

The heart started to hurt again, Qin Muyang clenched his teeth and let out a painful moan, accompanied by glaring blood.

Qin Muyang was already used to vomiting blood, so he took out a handkerchief from his bag and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

After wiping, he quietly hid it in his pocket. The assistant couldn't let the blood see, otherwise he would have to nag him again.

Thinking of the assistant blaming him in his ear like an old lady, he didn't feel annoyed at all, and he still wanted to laugh. To him, having a care before death was the most precious thing.

It would be even better if the little assistant in front of him was replaced by Ling Qiu, Qin Muyang could only think about it in his heart, he didn't even dare to hold extravagant hopes, he could only treat them as daydreams.

Qin Muyang turned over slightly and smiled at the rising sun.

He thanked Ling Qiu for being with him for years, thanked him for taking care of him during those years of cohabitation, thanked him for loving him, thanked him for giving birth to Qi Qi, and thanked him for marrying him.

The sun is just right today, with bursts of warmth, not at all, Qin Muyang covered his heart to feel the weak heartbeat, and after half the payment, his little finger moved to the left, and when it touched the stone, he tightly held it. in the palm of your hand.

Engraved on the stone is Ling Qiu's name, and there is also a word "Yuan" on the back. Qin Muyang slowly rubbed the word "Ling Qiu" and kept rubbing, as if he wanted to carve these two characters into his bones.

It was eleven o'clock at noon, and the assistant hadn't returned yet. The sun above his head quietly hid in the clouds, and the sky suddenly became cloudy.

Qin Muyang turned his body sideways, leaned his head on the rocking chair, looked at the gradually disappearing shadow on the ground, there was no one around him who could accompany him, and even the shadow would leave him when a person was about to die.

As if he had finally figured it out, he let go of the stone weakly. When he closed his eyes, what Qin Muyang thought was that the osmanthus flowers would not bloom this year.

The cup in Ling Qiu's hand fell to the ground with a "pop" and shattered.

He looked at the broken glass on the ground and touched his heart, where it suddenly beat very fast, and he was so flustered that he couldn't control it.

At one o'clock in the afternoon that day, Mr. Qin received a message from Qin Muyang that he was in the hospital of Y City and was undergoing emergency treatment.

Sure enough, the most worrying thing still came.

Old Master Qin suppressed the panic in his heart, and asked his subordinates to rush to Y City with Ling Qiu and his daughter.

Ling Qiu's face was pale, obviously the weather was very warm, but there was no warm place on his body, this person seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar.

He couldn't help asking himself, facing Qin Muyang who was about to die, should he sign for a heart transplant?But if he died, what would Qiqi do?

"Father, Painful Feifei, stop crying."

After Qi Qi said this, he realized that he was crying. The child is innocent and thought he was crying because of some discomfort.

Ling Qiu hugged Qiqi tightly, "Dad, stop crying."

Qi Qi raised his head and asked, "Then Dad, are you still in pain?"

Pain, pain in the heart, pain piercing the heart, like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, Ling Qiu shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

After driving for a while, I changed to a helicopter. The journey, which originally took dozens of hours, arrived in one day.

When he arrived in City Y, he took the car directly to the hospital. Ling Qiu was worried about what would happen next, so he didn't dare to take Qiqi there with him. He handed Qiqi to the driver and asked him to take him to the hotel.

Reluctant to let go, she is sensitive and always feels that something will happen next. When being hugged by the driver, she burst into tears and struggled with her little hands and feet.

"Dad, Daddy, don't go, don't leave Qiqi behind"

Ling Qiu held back his tears, and the corners of his mouth raised to reveal a smile that was uglier than crying. He reached out and touched Qi Qi's face to wipe her tears away.

"Daddy will be back soon."

Qiqi didn't believe it, she looked at him timidly with wide eyes and asked, "Really?"

"Really." Ling Qiu replied, "You are with this uncle, call me if you want me, I" Ling Qiu paused.

"I'll be back soon."

After hearing Ling Qiu's words, Qi Qi didn't cry like before, but the tears were still streaming down her face, her face turned red.

Seeing Ling Qiu leave, Qi Qi rubbed his red and swollen eyes and waved his little hand: "Goodbye, Dad, you must come back early."

She spoke in a low voice, Ling Qiu who was far away didn't hear her at all, Ling Qiu glanced around, there were actually ten men with him, and all of them were tall and burly.

Elder Qin was supported by Lao Zhang, walking in front of him not far away, Ling Qiu looked at the back of Elder Qin, and for a moment reunited with the back of Qin Muyang a few years ago.

At the beginning, Qin Muyang made people push himself onto the operating table to have a miscarriage like this. Will Mr. Qin do the same this time?Put him on the operating table to get a heart?

No one spoke a word along the way, when they arrived at the hospital, Ling Qiu saw Qin Muyang's assistant at a glance.

Mr. Qin walked over anxiously and asked, "How is Mu Yang?"

The pain in the assistant's eyes flashed, and he led the person in, "Mr. Qin, let the attending doctor tell you about Mr. Qin's situation."

Old Master Qin pursed his lips, and looked at the assistant with anger. If it weren't for this assistant, Qin Muyang wouldn't have disappeared for so long and was still in danger.

He took a deep breath to suppress his anger, and the attending doctor took Mr. Qin to the next room to talk.

As soon as Mr. Qin left, the assistant shifted his gaze to Ling Qiu's face, "Mr. Ling, come and see Mr. Qin with me."

Ling Qiu hesitated for a moment, but followed him anyway.

The door of the ward opened, and he saw the man lying on the bed. Qin Muyang had been out of shape, with a bald head, deeply sunken cheeks and eye sockets, and his mouth was pale and bloodless.

There is a raised tube under the nose, and a heart monitor is on the right side. The cold beeping sound is slow and fast, and a line is very weak, as if it is about to disappear in a straight line.

Ling Qiu thought that when he came in, he would see Qin Muyang plugged in various infusion tubes, but he didn't have any, not even one, it was like giving up treatment.

"Mr. Ling's room is reserved for you and Boss Qin, you and Boss Qin can have a last talk."

Ling Qiu heard clearly the word "last" said by the assistant, he clenched his palms tightly, and there was a buzzing sound in his left ear.

He didn't know when the assistant left, but he didn't come back to Qin Muyang until he heard the sound of the door closing behind him.

He stopped half a meter away from the hospital bed. It was the first time he saw such a weak Qin Muyang, and he seemed to disappear any moment.

"Qin Muyang..." Ling Qiu called him, seeing that he didn't respond, he walked closer, "Qin Muyang, wake up, I'm coming to see you."

This time Qin Muyang finally woke up, he narrowed his eyes, and when he saw that the person in front of him was Ling Qiu, he smiled.

"Qiuqiu, you came to see me, am I dreaming?"

He pressed his hand on the quilt and placed it by his side. When he saw Ling Qiu, he raised his hand, but unfortunately he couldn't use his strength and could only lift his fingers.