My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

The flower shop is small, and the inside is very deserted. There is only one customer, Xie Yang.The owner of the florist was a young girl. When Xie Yang tied the roses, the girl looked at Xie Yang several times, and the hand that tied the ribbon for the rose was trembling. She tried several times but failed to tie the bow.

"Hold, I'm sorry, my hands are a little slippery." The girl was very embarrassed and explained embarrassingly.

Xie Yang smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, take your time."

Seeing Xie Yang's smile, the girl squinted her eyes, suddenly raised her hand and bit her fingertips hard, then lowered her head and quickly tied the ribbon tightly, and tied a cute bunny doll on it, Pass the flowers to Xie Yang.

"Here, your flowers."

Xie Yang took it and looked at the exquisite and lovely handmade doll above: "I don't seem to want this."

"I, I gave it to me. There is an event in the store today! Yes, I gave it to an event!"

Xie Yang glanced at the various handmade materials in the large basket in the corner of the counter, and at the girl's excited look, and said, "Thank you. How much is it?"

"for free!"

"Ok?"

The girl came back to her senses and hurriedly remedied: "No, I mean...the dolls don't need money! There are activities in the store today, and those packaging materials don't need money. Jiuduohua, you just give... 40 yuan!"

For 40 yuan to buy such an exquisite bouquet of flowers and a beautiful handmade doll, what a loss-making deal.

Xie Yang laughed and took out his mobile phone: "Give me a payment code."

The girl hurriedly reached out to pick up the payment code on the counter, and handed it to Xie Yang with both hands.

Xie Yang was about to scan, but suddenly another customer came to the door. The girl was probably too nervous. Seeing this, she actually stuffed the sign with the payment code into Xie Yang's hand, then swished away, and ran to the new customer. .

Xie Yang looked at the small sign in his hand, smiled, lowered his head and scanned it himself, then entered the price, wrote "the doll is very cute, thank you" in the remarks, and then chose to pay.

"Are you Xie Yang?"

Xie Yang paused, then looked sideways, and saw that the customer who had just asked the girl for the price was looking at him excitedly.

"Ah! Really, I'm your fan, can I have an autograph?" The customer was a man in his late thirties, and he walked towards Xie Yang excitedly while talking, putting his hand into his pocket.

Xie Yang looked at the man's calm eyes that did not match the passionate words in his mouth, glanced at the man's hand in his pocket, met his eyes again, and replied: "Of course, thank you for your support and love." After finishing speaking Looking at the girl behind, "Excuse me, I suddenly want to drink water, can you pour me a glass? Thank you."

The girl regained her senses, and hurriedly turned to the water dispenser behind the counter.

The man had already walked in front of Xie Yang, thanked him and said: "Thank you, I am so happy to meet you today..." As he spoke, he finally withdrew his hand in his pocket, and a cold light popped out, "... Lucky!"

The sharp blade came straight with a cold glow.

"Well, I have a tea bag here, you—" The girl pouring water turned around with a disposable water cup, her eyes widened suddenly when she saw this scene, she suddenly threw the cup and ran to the counter and reached for the man holding the knife At the same time, he screamed at Xie Yang, "Yangyang, run!"

Xie Yang didn't expect the girl to pounce on him. He turned his hand, which was going to grab the man, first turned sideways to avoid the blade, and then raised his leg sideways to kick the man hard.

The man probably didn't expect Xie Yang to be so nimble, and he was a second late before moving to avoid the leg. His body was rubbed against him, and he staggered back two steps, away from the counter.

Xie Yang took two quick steps to block the girl, put the rose in her hand, and said: "Help me take it and hide it." Then he turned sideways to avoid another blow from the man, and flexibly walked around behind the man, attacking neck.

The man should have some foundation and good consciousness, so he immediately shortened his body and distanced himself from Xie Yang, and attacked again.

Xie Yang didn't dodge this time, he just took a step sideways and let the blade wipe his clothes. At the same time, he raised his hand and firmly grasped the man's arm that passed the knife, and pinched the numb tendon on the man's arm. Over the shoulder fall.

The man was unprepared, his arm went numb, the blade in his hand fell to the ground, and he was thrown to the ground.

Xie Yang kicked the knife on the ground, and before the man could turn over, he grabbed the man's arm and pulled it around, pressing the man face down on the ground, then grabbed the man's other hand and twisted it behind his back, opening it towards his mouth. The "o" girl asked, "Any sturdier ribbons?"

"Ah... yes! yes yes yes!"

The girl frantically brought over a roll of the thickest ribbon in the shop.

Xie Yang shook off the ribbon and tied the man's hands and feet together, making him a fish that could only flop on the ground.After finishing all this, he turned to the man and asked, "Who told you to come?"

The man was subdued in a daze, and he looked at Xie Yang like he was looking at a monster. He struggled hard twice, but it was useless. He lowered his head and gasped for breath, and shouted: "You ruined Edie, you are not worthy of singing! Xie Yang Get out of the entertainment circle!"

The girl was stunned when she heard this, and then she was furious, cursing: "Bah! Edie is not worthy of singing, don't scold Yangyang!"

Xie Yang looked up at the girl.

The girl choked, and hurriedly turned her head to avoid sight.

Wu Shui, who stayed outside the store to take care of the half-drunk He Jun, rushed in when he heard the movement, glanced at the scene in the store, frowned fiercely, walked up to Xie Yang quickly, and said, "I'm sorry, boss, I have neglected my duty."

"I don't blame you, I asked you to accompany He Jun." Xie Yang stood up, looked at the man who was still talking about some black fans, and ordered, "Call the police."

Wu Shui nodded.

Not long after the police came, Xie Yang explained the situation to the police. The girl provided the police with the surveillance video of the store, and then the group was taken to the police station to make notes.

On the way to the police station, Xie Yang fiddled with some roses with broken petals, and took out his mobile phone to send Qiu Xing a WeChat message, expressing that he was stumped by something and would go back later.

Qiu Xing did not reply to the message.

Xie Yang waited for a while without getting a response, guessing that Qiu Xing might have been forced by Kirkman to go to bed early, put away his phone, and thought about what just happened.

The man who attacked him couldn't be a black fan. Whether it was enthusiasm at the beginning or cursing later, everything the man showed showed traces of poor performance.

Since it wasn't a random black fan, it could only be a well-prepared bad guy.

He decided to get out of the car to buy flowers on the spur of the moment. If the man can accurately find him and pretend to meet him by chance, he must have followed him all the time.

There are many people who know about the fact that he is going to attend the meeting today. Those who have the opportunity to arrange people to follow him and have the motivation to find someone to attack him are Qiu Jingwei and Feng Dian.But whether it is Qiu Jingwei or Feng Dian, they have not yet reached the desperate situation where they need to jump over the wall to hire murderers to hurt people.They are looking for profit, and there are so many ways to make profit. With their IQ, they would never choose such a stupid and easy-to-catch method unless it is a last resort.

Then who is in a desperate situation and needs to jump over the wall... Xie Yang looked at the police car escorting the man ahead and squinted his eyes.

Not long after, the police station arrived.Xie Yang got off the car with Rose, which became a very unique sight in the police station.Seeing that the police were all looking at him, Xie Yang smiled and explained: "This flower won't look good if you press it again, it's better to hold it."

The policemen looked away.

The transcripts were made separately, and when Xie Yang finished, the man who hurt someone just finished his confession.

He Jun's drunkenness has long been frightened away. After coming to the police station, he consciously followed up on the matter. After Xie Yang came out, he went to Qianhui to report: "I listened to it. The man who attacked you is named Wang Weiguo, and he used to be a physical education teacher. , was fired from school because of drug use, and became a vagrant. He said he was a fan of Edie, because some time ago, you and Edie became your black fan. I saw you coming out of the hotel when I passed by today, and I drove on the spur of the moment. I followed you, I just wanted to take a sneak shot, but I saw you getting out of the car and entering the flower shop alone, and you happened to be carrying a knife, so I followed the shop on impulse."

Drug addicts are another group that is well exploited and bought.

Xie Yang ordered: "Go find a talkative policeman and ask him to ask Wang Weiguo how the song "yellow" is."

He Jun was puzzled: ""yellow"?"

"It's Edie's famous song. Go for it."

He Jun understood, turned and left.

Xie Yang went to the waiting area to sit down, bowed his head and gathered the flowers in his arms, closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair.It was too late. Although the ability could dissolve the alcohol, it couldn't relieve the fatigue after socializing.

My eyelids are a bit heavy and my stomach is not feeling well.

Xie Yang slowed down his breathing, and his thoughts slowly drifted away.

If there was no such thing as Wang Weiguo, he should be treating Qiu Xing.Delaying a treatment is to reduce the possibility of a successful operation.If he hadn't gotten out of the car...

A burst of hurried footsteps came to my ears, and the strength and rhythm of the steps were very familiar.

Xie Yang's thoughts stopped, he opened his eyes, and looked sideways.

Qiu Xing, who simply put on a long overcoat over his hospital gown, walked in quickly, looked around, met Xie Yang, and strode over with a sullen face.

For a moment, Xie Yang wondered if he was hallucinating from exhaustion, but soon he came back to his senses, sat up straight and looked at Qiu Xing, and comforted him: "I'm fine, why do you—"

Qiu walked to the front and back and squatted down directly, stretched out his hand to check Xie Yang's body, felt that Rose was in the way, and pushed it away, and after making sure that Xie Yang was not injured, he stretched out his arms and hugged Xie Yang into his arms tightly.

Xie Yang was forced to lean over, and the rose in his hand tilted and hit the chair next door.

Qiu Xing's tone was heavy and anxious: "What's going on? I saw the news that you were attacked by black fans, and I couldn't get through to your phone. If Wu Shui hadn't contacted me on my own initiative, were you planning to hide this matter from me again? thing?"

news?News so soon?

Xie Yang frowned, just as he was about to ask, Qiu Xing let go of his body again.

Qiu Xingqi said: "Wu Shui said on the phone that you were attacked when you got off the car halfway to go shopping. What did you do when you got off the car halfway? How dare you go down alone without taking Wu Shui! Want to buy something You won't let Wu Shui help you—"

Xie Yang picked up the rose and brought it to Qiu Xing: "I'll get off the car and buy this for you."

The red color blocked most of the field of vision, Qiu Xing suddenly fell silent, and finally noticed this bouquet of roses that had been tossed and no longer so beautiful.

"I think the ward is too monotonous, so it would be nice to decorate it with some flowers." Xie Yang moved the flowers again, leaned forward to hug Qiu Xing, and buried his face on Qiu Xing's shoulder. Because he was too tired, his tone and expression were rare soft, "Ah Xing, I'm sorry to make you worry."

"..."

Qiu Xing's Adam's apple moved, and he raised his arms to hug Xie Yang tightly: "You...you are really..." Before he finished speaking, he hugged Xie Yang even tighter, and after a while, he rubbed Xie Yang hard again the back of the head.