Dressed as a black-bellied actor's little manager

The nurse bent down and said softly: "Actually, you can go to see your son. The doctor should allow you to leave the hospital temporarily for a day or two."

This patient named Lu Qingyun has been admitted to the hospital for a long time. His stomach cancer is at an advanced stage and his time is numbered.

But during the two months in the hospital, no one came to see him, be it his relatives or friends, he was always alone in the ward, eating alone, sleeping alone, doing examinations alone, and chemotherapy.

They all thought that Lu Qingyun was an orphan with no relatives, and privately felt that such misfortune happened at a young age, but they never thought that Lu Qingyun would have a son.

Since he has a son, he should also have a wife. How come there is no one to visit.

"Shall I help you talk to the doctor?"

Lu Qingyun quietly looked at the child playing not far away, shook her head lightly, and said with a smile: "Forget it, that child is timid. I'm afraid that I will scare him now."

Thinking about what Meng Yunjian said is right, Jianjian is still young, when Meng Yunjian marries Bai Canyang, he will forget about himself completely, why bother to scare Jianjian and leave a psychological shadow on the child.

Besides, the doctors and nurses in this hospital couldn't recognize him as the Lu Qingyun who made a lot of noise on the Internet, and Jian Jian probably couldn't recognize herself either.

Chemotherapy made all his hair fall out.

Lu Qingyun touched the bald back of her head subconsciously, and smiled helplessly.

He used to think about growing his hair long before the age of 30. It seems that he has no chance to realize it in this life.

Lu Qingyun suddenly asked the nurse: "By the way, I'm dead, what should I do with my body?"

The nurse's face turned pale, and she couldn't bear to answer this question.

Lu Qingyun waved her hand: "It's okay, just tell me, no one will help me with the funeral, I have to do it myself."

Nurse: "...If there is no family member to take care of the funeral, the funeral home will handle the remains uniformly."

Lu Qingyun was very serious: "Will they secretly sell my body?"

Nurse: "Probably not, what a loss."

Lu Qingyun: "Hmph, if they dare to sell, I will become Ah Piao and haunt them for the rest of my life."

The nurse laughed "puchi" and said, "Mr. Lu, you are so cute."

With crooked eyebrows and smiling eyes, Lu Qingyun took off her mask, took out a lollipop from her pocket, and stuffed it into her mouth.

……

In July, the weather in Yuncheng is gradually getting hotter. Lu Qingyun used to be the most afraid of heat, but now after getting sick, he always feels cold in his body, even wearing long sleeves.

When he got up this morning, he vomited blood again. After being coaxed and coaxed by the nurse, he managed to eat something. Within half an hour, his stomach hurt so much that he rolled all over the bed, staggered and ran down from the bed, secretly Avoiding the nurse, he stuck his finger down his throat and forcibly spit out the undigested food.

The uncomfortable nausea made his tears roll out. Lu Qingyun was lying on the sink, panting with difficulty, when he heard a roar from behind.

"Lu Qingyun!"

The beautiful little nurse rushed in angrily, grabbed Lu Qingyun by the ear and dragged him out of the toilet.

"You induced vomiting again! Why are you so disobedient?! Believe it or not, I told the head nurse."

The head nurse is a 50-year-old aunt who is very fierce. On the first day Lu Qingyun was admitted to the hospital, she stripped her pants in public and got a severe injection in her buttocks. As a result, her legs began to go weak when she heard her name.

"I didn't throw up! I just went to the toilet."

The little nurse didn't believe his nonsense, pressed him on the bed, and took his temperature and blood pressure.

"Is it your birthday?"

Lu Qingyun: "Well, at the end of this month."

Nurse: "Have you figured out what to do?"

Lu Qingyun smiled: "Whatever."

Nurse: "Be more serious."

Lu Qingyun just had a physical examination yesterday, and his condition has deteriorated again. The cancer cells have metastasized to the lungs and liver. Maybe after a while, he will no longer be able to get out of bed freely like now, and his speech will become more and more serious. more difficult.

Not surprisingly, this is his last birthday.

The little nurse looked at Lu Qingyun, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The nurses discussed in private that they would order a big cake for Lu Qingyun on his birthday, and the head nurse would make longevity noodles, and then ask her to make a bowl for Lu Qingyun, wishing him less suffering in the future.

……

At the end of July, Lu Qingyun's birthday was approaching. When the nurses at the nurse station were busy that day, a young boy wearing a hat suddenly came over: "Hello, may I ask, is there a patient named Lu Qingyun here?"

Lu Qingyun was admitted to the hospital for three months, and it was the first time someone came to visit. The nurse was very excited: "Is it Qingyun's friend? He is in bed 1602, I will take you there."

Boy: "No, you guys are busy, I can go there by myself."

He turned around and took two steps, then walked back suddenly, and said to the nurse, "Do you know that Lu Qingyun is Meng Yunjian's ex-wife?"

Meng Yunjian?

That big star Meng Yunjian?

Then his ex-wife is...

The nurses looked at each other.

He smiled: "It's Lu Qingyun who sexually harassed Lin Fengyi and forced Lin Fengyi to commit suicide."

Several nurses who had a good relationship with Lu Qingyun all opened their mouths and were dumbfounded.

A bit of disgust and disgust appeared on the boy's fair cheeks: "It seems that you are not bad to him, but he is an obscene criminal. He has sexually harassed many people. You have been so close to him, and you know that his mind is full of YY What disgusting thing?"

After saying these words, the boy turned around and left, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

The nurses' station was dead silent.

It took a long time before someone said timidly: "Is that Lu Qingyun?"

"I was wondering why you happened to have someone with the same name and surname, so it turned out to be the same person..."

"Then shall we celebrate his birthday?"

"..."

……

Lu Qingyun found that the attitude of those nurses towards her suddenly became cold.

The little girl who usually joked with him now left after taking her temperature, didn't even say a word to herself, and looked at him with guarded and vigilant eyes.

He sat by the bed, looked at the little nurse who delivered the medicine to him, and smiled faintly: "My birthday is coming, will you still buy me a cake?"

The little nurse froze, and looked away: "We are busy, so we may not have time."

Lu Qingyun squeezed the pill, her eyes darkened, she nodded after a long time, and gave a very light "hmm".

After the nurse left, Lu Qingyun also got up, went straight into the toilet, and threw those few pills into the toilet with a cold face.

At the end of July, Lu Qingyun's birthday came as scheduled.

He has been staring at his phone since morning.

Today he is 27 years old, and I don't know if anyone will wish him a happy birthday.

Just thinking about it, the phone heard a "ding dong—" and a WeChat message came in.