Is the actor divorced today?

Qiao Yu entered the first-aid room, the corridor was empty, only two rows of benches, Jin Yiliang sat down slowly, leaning on the wall, his mind was empty, for a moment he couldn't remember anything, he forgot who he was, forgot where he was.

Qiao Yu's mobile phone was in his hand, he answered several calls, said the same thing several times numbly, and in the end even he himself didn't know what he said.

Yuan Shitao arrived very quickly. He was very emotional. He dragged the doctor and began to question Qiao Yu's situation. His loud voice echoed throughout the corridor.Jin Yiliang felt noisy, as if all the sounds were closed in his eardrums and amplified ten times, making him have a splitting headache.

He didn't know why Qiao Yu took the medicine, Jin Yiliang looked down at his fingertips in a daze, it seemed that the temperature of Qiao Yu's body still remained on them, which was cold.

Why did Qiao Yu take medicine? Did he not want to live anymore?Jin Yiliang didn't understand, Qiao Yu looked so gentle, he had a good temper, he was always smiling, when did he have such an idea?

He suddenly frowned in pain, Qiao Yu was sick in his heart, but he didn't know anything about it.

If he went later today, what would he see?

Jin Yiliang leaned against the back of the cold bench in the corridor, trembling slightly.

Now he doesn't want to blame anyone, not Qiao Yu, whose life and death are unknown, or the assistant who gave him medicine, no one is wrong, it's all because of fate.

Jin Yiliang's cold palms covered his hot eyelids, he thought, if Qiao Yu came out of it properly, he wouldn't care about anything.

When Rong Yue rushed to the hospital, Qiao Yu hadn't come out of the emergency room. Xiao Zhao curled up on the bench and wiped his tears. Yuan Shitao kept calling with his mobile phone. He went to look through the crack of the door, hoping to get news about Qiao Yu through the crack.

Jin Yiliang sat alone across from him, his eyes were empty, he looked very calm, he didn't think about anything, the weather in November had already turned cold, so he just sat in the empty corridor wearing only thin home clothes.Rong Yue stepped forward quickly, took off his coat and wrapped him tightly inside, squatted down beside him, gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice, "You only wear these clothes?"

Jin Yiliang's eyes were loose and blank, he didn't know where he was, he didn't seem to hear Rong Yue's question, and he didn't respond at all, until Rong Yue asked the second time, he blinked like he just woke up from a dream, and then Only then did he shiver violently.

His eyes were a little red, and he didn't know if it was bloodshot or soaked in tears. Jin Yiliang tightly grasped the coat that Rong Yue put on him, and asked him in a hoarse voice, "How much do you know about Qiao Yu?"

Rong Yue put his hands on his knees and sighed, "I know, I wanted to remind you, but seeing that there is nothing unusual about him, I thought he was almost healed, who would have thought that this would happen."

He patted Jin Yiliang's knee and asked, "What did Xiao Yu do?"

Jin Yiliang's Adam's apple trembled, and he said after a while, "Take medicine, half a bottle."

Rong Yue choked up, and it took him a long time to spit out a dirty word, "Fuck."

He shook Jin Yiliang's hand. He wanted to say something, but he forgot half of the words because of the abnormal temperature under his palm. Rong Yue put his hand on Jin Yiliang's forehead, and this time he really got angry. "You have a fucking fever, don't you know it?"

After that, he was about to pull Jin Yiliang away, "What's the use of you sitting here, Xiaoyu can come out alive and kicking while sitting here? Follow me to get an injection."

Jin Yiliang broke free from his hand, he tried the temperature of his forehead with the back of his hand, shook his head wearily, and refused in a low voice, "It's not serious, I feel at ease sitting here."

Rong Yue was about to blurt out his words, Jin Yiliang took the lead, and asked him with a frown, "I asked you to go and see Yanyan, you are here, where is the child?"

Rong Yue fixed the coat that had slipped off his shoulders for him, exerted some strength in his hands, and looked as if he really wanted to strangle this man to death, "Yanyan is asleep, Su Zhou is watching."

Jin Yiliang smiled slowly, "I don't trust him."

Rong Yue glanced at his face, took a deep breath and reminded himself to calm down, "You better stop talking."

It was almost noon when Qiao Yu came out of the emergency room. Yuan Shitao rushed up, grabbed the doctor's sleeve and asked anxiously, "Doctor, doctor, how is my Qiaoer?"

The doctor took off the mask, "Fortunately, I didn't eat much. After washing the stomach, there is nothing wrong. I will send it to the ward for observation for one night."

Qiao Yu, who was pale, was pushed out from behind. Yuan Shitao glanced at him, and burst into tears, "Xiao Qiao? Xiao Qiao, look at brother."

Yuan Shitao and Xiao Zhao hurriedly followed behind the bed, Rong Yue watched them leave, and turned to look at Jin Yiliang, "Why don't you take a look?"

Jin Yiliang's lips were pale and his cheekbones were burning bright red. He nodded, and just took a step forward when he lost consciousness and fell into Rong Yue's arms.

It was already the third day since Qiao Yu woke up again. The sunlight outside the window made him unable to open his eyes. It took him a long time to see where he was.Qiao Yu endured a wave of strong nausea and moved his stiff fingers.

There seemed to be some movement around him, he turned his head slowly, and saw Jin Yiliang sitting by the bed with a computer on his lap, the keyboard was being tapped by him, as if he was dealing with work.

At this time, Jin Yiliang raised his eyebrows, shifted his gaze from the screen to Qiao Yu's face, then closed the computer with a "snap", crossed his legs, leaned on the back of the chair and smiled at him, "Are you awake?"

The autumn sun is gentle, and his smile is also gentle. Qiao Yu was momentarily fascinated by it, and just looked at him and nodded silly, "I'm awake."

Jin Yiliang raised his hand and pushed his glasses, his smile suddenly disappeared, "Qiao Yu, did I make you suffer so much?"

A corner of the window was pushed open, the autumn wind rolled the dead leaves and swirled in mid-air, and the gauze curtain by the window was gently blown up, floating up and down.

Jin Yiliang sat in front of the hospital bed with the backlight, his face was a little pale, "So you don't tell me when you are sick, you would rather take the medicine yourself than..."

"I do not have."

Qiao Yu wanted to explain, struggled to get up and grab his hand, but lay back before sitting upright, he shook his head in panic, "I didn't think...to commit suicide."

Qiao Yu's voice was hoarse, "I just...can't sleep, really, my insomnia is too serious, I just want to sleep well, forgetting that I am taking medicine and not melatonin, thinking about a pill that I can't sleep, I just want to sleep. Eat two, if I can't fall asleep with two, then..."

His words came to an abrupt end.

Jin Yiliang's eyes were red, and he turned his head to the other side, his voice choked up a little, "Qiao Yu, you are so stupid."

Qiao Yu reached for his hand little by little, and did not let go after holding it. His fingertips rubbed his fingertips, nodded and said, "That's right, I'm so stupid."

Jin Yiliang turned his head to look at him, his expression had returned to normal, he was lying on the side of the hospital bed, with his face pressed against Qiao Yu's cold wrist, and asked him softly, "Why didn't you tell me about your illness."

Qiao Yu smiled softly, "It's not a good thing. Besides..."

He held Jin Yiliang's hand tightly, "As long as you are always by my side, all my illnesses will be cured."

Qiao Yu made such a fuss and bought a not-so-short vacation from his agent. He actually didn’t have any serious sequelae. After all, there was only half of the bottle of medicine left in his hands. Yes, he didn't eat much, it was just an overdose of drugs and overdraft that led to this coma.

He was half lying on the bed with water hanging, and Jin Yiliang was sitting beside his hospital bed peeling apples for him. Usually, Qiao Yu didn't get such good treatment. He looked at Jin Yiliang under the sun, the apple skin was peeled light and thin by a knife, Suddenly, I felt that it would be nice to be able to lie in the hospital all the time.

Qiao Yu turned over cautiously, watching Jin Yiliang peel apples for himself, Jin Yiliang glanced at the back of his hand that was drenched in water, and reminded him, "Be careful, if the needle runs away, you will still get another shot."

Qiao Yu changed the subject, "I remember that you couldn't even crack eggs, but now you can peel apples."

Jin Yiliang blocked his mouth with a piece of apple, "Yanyan likes apples, not the skin."

Qiao Yu's hand that hung the water was a bit cold, Jin Yiliang warmed his hand, frowned and looked up at the potion, "How long will it take, your hand is so pricked that there is no place to give an injection."

"I think I can be discharged from the hospital." Qiao Yu pouted, "I miss Yanyan a little bit."

Jin Yiliang pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Discharged from the hospital? Do you know that if you take too many sleeping pills, your brain will be damaged even if you are rescued. You are not smart in the first place, and if you hurt your brain..."

He shook his head, and smiled at Qiao Yu again, "Then Yanyan will despise you."

"Yanyan won't." Qiao Yu snorted.

The two of them were talking and laughing when the door of the ward was pushed open suddenly. Jin Yiliang looked up and saw Mother Qiao barging in with red eyes.

"My son!"

I haven't seen her for many years, but Qiao's mother is still enthusiastic.

She heard the news from Yuan Shitao that Qiao Yu committed suicide in depression, and just after being rescued, she was so frightened that a plane flew over from home, and arrived at the hospital as soon as it landed.At this moment, Qiao's mother was standing in front of her son's hospital bed, seeing Qiao Yu's face was still pale, and the back of her hands were bruised and purple with needles, tears streaming down her face.

She sat on the edge of the bed and wiped her tears, "Is it so easy for me to raise you? If you say you take medicine, you take medicine. You don't want your mother? I told you a long time ago not to enter this circle. How stressful it is. You are scolded every day on the Internet. I scold you so much that you have such a disease, I think you should leave as soon as possible, I don't want money or name, I just want my son."

Qiao Yu took out several pieces of paper and stuffed them into her mother's hands, and hurriedly explained, "Mom, Mom? I didn't want to commit suicide, I just couldn't sleep, I had insomnia, I took too much medicine, I really didn't want to commit suicide. "

Qiao's mother paused while wiping her tears, looked over in doubt, and asked with red eyes, "Really?"

"real!"

"Can you take more medicine!" Qiao's mother threw the used tissue on him and scolded angrily, "Oh, you child is going to die!"