I seem to be a fake mistress

Gu Xian sat by Wen Qi's bed, the moonlight outside the window shone on Wen Qi's face, thin nose bridge, clearly outlined lips, no flesh on his cheeks, Gu Xian kissed his forehead.

He said, why Wen Qi is still so skinny after being fed so many things every day, it turned out to be because of this damn cancer.

Tubes were inserted all over his body, and various nutrient solutions were transported from the source to Wen Qi's body. Gu Xian stretched out his hand to hold the bag.

Then the ice potion is just injected into Wen Qi's body, isn't it too cold?

There was a new piece of gauze on Wen Qi's wrist, which made Gu Xian feel extremely glaring.

He stretched out his hand to stroke Wen Qi's body back and forth. Obviously, the hospital had checked him when he came, and he didn't bring any sharp weapon with him. Gu Xian also checked that the fruit knife was not placed on the bedside. How did he bring the knife here? Woolen cloth?

Gu Xian stared at Wen Qi's knee.

He rolled up Wen Qi's trousers, and there were already several scars on his exposed calf, and the knife was next to his calf.

He confiscated it.

But he believes that if this kid Wen Qi wants to die, there are still countless ways to die, as long as he doesn't look at him for a moment...

An impermanent fruit knife is tied to the place where the army is trained. When did this kid stay in the army?

Gu Xian got up, pulled up the quilt in the ward, walked out of the room and made a phone call.

"Where else can he treat his illness?" Gu Xian called his family doctor.

The family doctor himself is a doctor who came out of the hospital. He has already learned about Wen Qi's situation. Facing Gu Xian's question, he was silent for a while before replying cautiously: "Well...as far as I know, Your lover has missed the best period of treatment, chemotherapy will bring him great pain, and he may live longer."

Gu Xian: "How long is longer?"

The family doctor replied: "It will take about a month longer, but in the later stage, his spirit will also be greatly damaged, which may lead to memory impairment and dementia. The decision is entirely up to you."

Gu Xian: "Okay, I see."

Originally, he thought that as long as Wen Qi could get through it, it wouldn't matter if he stayed with him, but after hearing all the consequences the doctor said, he hesitated.

He went to the smoking room and smoked a whole cigarette before returning to Wen Qi's side.

Wen Qi didn't know what kind of dream he had, but he still frowned tightly in the dream.

Gu Xian smoothed his eyebrows, and lay down beside him.

Wen Qi woke up very early the next day. He felt a numbness in his arms. He looked down and saw a hairy head.

Gu Xian was resting on his arm, enjoying himself. Wen Qi didn't feel distressed and didn't want to move in idol dramas, but just couldn't move at all.

However, Gu Xian didn't have the tacit understanding of the male lead in the idol drama. He didn't wake up immediately when he woke up, but continued to sleep for another hour.

With great difficulty, he waited until Gu Xian got up, and then his whole arm slowly recovered.

Gu Xian originally still looked a little lazy when he got up, his handsome face softened a lot, but when he saw Wen Qi's twinkling eyes, he became angry.

"Tell me, why did you commit suicide?"

Wen Qi turned his head to the side, trying to avoid answering, Gu Xian turned his chin around: "Didn't you just want to be with me? Why do you want to leave now?"

Wen Qi had no choice but to stare into Gu Xian's eyes: "I don't like hospitals, can you take me away?"

According to the playback of the system, he already fully understood what happened last night, and he also understood the phone call between Gu Xian and the doctor. He is now trying to force Gu Xian to make a decision.

A decision that kept their relationship from stalling.

Gu Xian frowned: "Your illness still needs treatment."

"I know best how my body is." Wen Qi glanced at Gu Xian, "I come to the hospital every month to get my physical examination report, so they can clearly know how many accompanying symptoms I have."

Gu Xian lost his voice again. Presumably, he thought that Wen Qi didn't know that his illness could coax people here, but now he finds out that he is a clean boy.

"Not only that, but I have also tried to contact domestic and foreign experts in this direction, and they all persuaded me, do you know what they said?"

Wen Qi's eyes were cold, this kind of coldness that seemed to see through everything and disregarded life and death made Gu Xian's back feel cold.

Maybe Gu Xian would not answer, he said: "Persuade me, live a happy life every day."

After he finished speaking, he started laughing again.

Wen Qi: "I really don't want to leave your house, but you have to drive me away. Did I do something wrong? You want me to come here? You want me to go into the coffin now, right?"

Seeing that the favorability level soared all the way to 95, Wen Qi felt that he had to continue to work harder.

Gu Xian: "I didn't know your illness was so serious."

Wen Qi: "Then you know now."

Wen Qi took a breath, and said with relief: "Okay, then I don't have anything to worry about, you go out from this door now, you can go wherever you want to find your happiness, and there will never be another sick child I've been following you every day."

"Maybe in a few days you will be invited to attend the last ceremony of my life, but I think that someone like you will definitely not come."

After looking at the needles that were in the way, Wen Qi reached out and pulled them out.

He staggered deliberately before opening the door smoothly.

As expected, Gu Xian came up to support him.

"What do you mean?"

Wen Qi: "Relax, you don't need to look sorry for me, I'm not dead yet."

Gu Xian: "I'll take you home now, can you stop making trouble?"

Wen Qi sneered, stretched out his hand to push Gu Xian, this kind of pushing on Gu Xian's body was like cotton touching a stone, soft.

"I made a fuss? When did I make a fuss? I told you to go wherever I like. You don't have to feel guilty about me. It's not you who caused the matter to this point. Don't pity me here, okay? !"

After Wen Qi finished speaking, he turned sideways and prepared to pass by him.

Gu Xian hugged him directly to the princess, ignoring the sights from all directions, and carried him directly into the car.

Wen Qi's own car.

Gu Xian held the steering wheel: "You have said so much, can you listen to me?"

Wen Qi folded his arms and did not speak.

"If you don't speak, it's tantamount to acquiescing. Well, I'll answer a few of your questions now."

"First, I didn't pity you. I love you. I want to continue living with you, so I am waiting for you here. Second, no matter how many days are left in your life, don't think about living alone. You You can't get rid of me for the rest of your life."

Wen Qi shut his mouth and didn't speak.

Gu Xian looked at Wen Qi angrily: "Why are you dumb now?"