Wife, I don't want to be a little green man in the entertainment industry

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When Lu Zeyu entered the room, he saw a warm picture. Fu Yang hugged Fang Zhiqiu, and Fang Zhiqiu rested his chin on Fu Yang's shoulder. The room was full of ambiguity.

Lu Zeyu: "Ahem, pay attention to the impact, I called the doctor."

Fang Zhiqiu pushed Fu Yang away in embarrassment: "You guys, go out first, I'll talk to the doctor alone."

Fu Yang: "No, I want to be here too, Zhiqiu, don't lie to me."

Well, Lu Zeyu has nothing to do with him, so he should leave consciously.

After Lu Zeyu left, the doctor briefly explained Fang Zhiqiu's situation: "Mr. Fang has received chemotherapy before, right?"

"Yes" Fang Zhiqiu nodded.

The doctor was puzzled and asked again: "Then why didn't you persist?"

Fang Zhiqiu: "Because the previous hospital told me that I only have about three months, and I don't want to suffer on this matter."

Fu Yang: "You..."

The doctor probably understood Fang Zhiqiu's thoughts. Patients with advanced cancer are very painful. Chemotherapy can indeed prolong life, but life is worse than death. Therefore, the choice of treatment or death depends on the patient's subjective wishes, and they can't intervene.

Fu Yang: "Doctor, can I go out and have a chat with you?"

As soon as Fu Yang and the doctor walked into the corridor, Fu Yang asked anxiously: "Doctor, can you tell me that he is really less than three months old?"

Doctor: "To be precise, three months is too long. Three months is based on the patient's active treatment. If the patient neither takes medicine nor undergoes chemotherapy, it may not be a month."

Fu Yang leaned against the wall in despair, his body sank slowly: "What should I do, what should I do?"

The doctor sighed, life and death are common in this industry, but he couldn't help but said: "Actually, I suggest that if conditions permit, you should still receive treatment. If there are experts in this field, you can contact them to see if there is any." Possibility of surgery."

"Thank you doctor, I will persuade him."

After the doctor left, Fu Yang walked towards the ward in a daze.

Fang Zhiqiu: "What's the matter, you look out of your mind."

Fu Yang: "Zhiqiu, how about we receive treatment? I'll help you contact lung cancer experts. My dad's friend is that. I'll find my dad right now."

Fang Zhiqiu touched his face and smoothed his frowning: "Chemotherapy is very painful. I did it once, and I never want to do it again."

Fu Yang's voice trembled: "But I don't want you to die, I want you to live."

Fang Zhiqiu: "Even if you have chemotherapy, what can you do? You can live a few more months, Fu Yang, I don't want to do this. Although I don't have much time left now, I can go to the place I like to see myself every day. The person you like doesn't have to lie in the hospital bed every day waiting for the god of death to come."

Fu Yang: "Then...whether our operation is good or not, we will only have one operation. I will admit whether it will succeed or not. Zhiqiu...can you give me hope."

Fang Zhiqiu sighed and nodded.

Fu Yang's teary eyes were filled with light instantly: "Brother Fang, you promised me, you can't regret it."

Fu Yang hurriedly contacted his family: "Uncle Li, my father and I are going back tonight."

Butler Li: "That's great. The old man doesn't say anything, but he really wants you to come back."

Fu Yang curled his lips. Ever since he announced his coming out to his family, his father had never given him a good face. Every time he went home and couldn't say a few words, he would quarrel.

But today his father can't leave no matter what he says or scolds, he wants to save Zhiqiu, this is his only chance.

After talking back, he went back, settled Fang Zhiqiu, called Lu Zeyu back to accompany him, and drove back to Fu's house by himself.

Mr. Fu is an old man, just such a single seedling. Letting Fu Yang go to the entertainment industry is the greatest tolerance. Unexpectedly, Fu Yang became gay. The angry Mr. Fu almost broke up with him. If Fu Yang's mother did not dissuade him, Maybe Fu Yang will never be able to enter the house again.

Butler Li: "The young master is back."

Fu Yang: "Uncle Li, where's my dad?"

Butler Li: "Master is planting flowers in the backyard."

"Okay, then I'll go now"

Mr. Fu usually has no other hobbies, but loves to grow flowers. He can grow roses and Chinese roses. On Valentine's Day, he will pick the roses he planted and give them to Fu Yang's mother.

When Fu Yang arrived in the backyard, Mr. Fu was indeed planting flowers. He walked over and said, "Dad, I want to ask you something?"

Fu Jingpeng: "Hmph, you won't come back even if you have nothing to do."

Fu Yang: "I remember that you have a friend who is an expert in the treatment of lung cancer. I want you to ask him to see a doctor for my friend."

Fu Jingpeng: "Which friend?"

Fu Yang lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Fang Zhiqiu." As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped across the face with a slap.

Fu Jingpeng: "Get out, get out, that bastard who has sex with you."

Fu Yang fiercely knelt in front of Fu Jingpeng: "Dad, please help me, I can't live without him."

Fu Jingpeng took a shovel from the side, hit Fu Yang directly, and cursed: "You bastard, you are really raising you for nothing. The first time I knelt down for me since I was a child is for a second chair."

Enduring the pain in his back, Fu Yang continued: "Dad, I know that I was ignorant in the past. As long as you can bring your friend to Fang Zhiqiu for treatment, I will quit the circle and come back to help you run the company together."

Fu Jingpeng: "Also, after this incident, you broke up with him quickly, and honestly married and had children for me."

Fu Yang: "Dad..."

After hearing the sound of beating and scolding, Li Lanjuan went downstairs. Fu Jingpeng had been a soldier, and his attacks were not serious or serious. She felt sorry for her son, and was afraid that the old man would break him, so she hurried to the backyard. When she came, she happened to hear this passage. talk.

Li Lanjuan walked over and stood in front of Fu Yang: "Jing Peng, what do you want to do? You've grown up and learned to beat your son."

Fu Jingpeng: "Look at your son, he's already a big man, how decent it is to hang out with someone of the same sex all day long."

"So you beat your son?" Li Lanjuan glared at him, and Fu Jingpeng didn't dare to speak for a while, "It's not a day or two for your son to be gay. Is it just a matter of changing it? Besides, I'm I've seen a child surnamed Fang on TV, who looks better than a girl, my son, it's not a loss."

Fu Jingpeng retorted softly: "But... no matter how good-looking he is, he is still a boy."

"I've made the decision for my son, don't worry about it." Li Lanjuan turned her head and patted Fu Yang on the shoulder: "Tomorrow I will ask you Uncle Li to pick up that child and transfer him to another hospital. I will take care of your father."

Fu Yang looked up at his mother: "Thank you, Mom."

"Get up quickly, I asked the cook to cook a table of good dishes, and I will stay for dinner later."

Fu Yang: "I want to bring some for Zhiqiu, do we have an insulated box at home?"

Li Lanjuan: "Yes, I'll pretend later."

Fu Jingpeng: "Don't be so busy, I'll come later."

At this moment in the hospital, Fang Zhiqiu and Lu Zeyu stared at each other, and finally Lu Zeyu couldn't hold back and spoke first: "What are you and Fu Yang going to do?"

Fang Zhiqiu: "Let's take a step and see."

"Then you're gone, what should Fu Yang do? Let him be a widow for the rest of his life."

"I... I didn't think about it..."

Seeing Fang Zhiqiu's tangled look, Lu Zeyu sighed: "Oh, Brother Yang is a mess."

Fang Zhiqiu suddenly looked straight into Lu Zeyu's eyes, his eyes seemed to be filled with tears: "Lu Zeyu, may I ask you something."

Lu Zeyu panicked when he saw it: "What's the matter?"

"After I die, you help me watch Fu Yang, don't let him do stupid things."

Lu Zeyu was very surprised that Fang Zhiqiu begged him. Even if Fang Zhiqiu didn't tell him, he would look at Fu Yang, but he didn't expect that this person he didn't know very well would actually ask him.

Lu Zeyu suddenly didn't want to agree. If he agreed, it would mean that this person would die. That would be too cruel, so he said angrily: "I don't care. I have so many girls to fuck every day. How can I have time to watch him? It’s up to you to see, it’s best to keep watching, for a lifetime, so that he can’t leave you, just as you wish.”

As a child, Fang Zhiqiu raised the corners of his mouth slightly. Fu Yang's friend seemed quite innocent and he could be trusted. He thought in his heart, he could rest assured.

The entertainment circle is intriguing. People who you are friends with today will stab you back tomorrow. There are not many kind-hearted children like Lu Zeyu. It is not easy for Fu Yang to make such a friend.

Lu Zeyu: "Do you want some fruit? I'll go downstairs and buy it." After speaking, he left without waiting for Fang Zhiqiu's answer.

In the end, he ran into Fu Yang who had just finished dinner and hurried over with a lunch box.

Fu Yang: "Why are you going?"

Lu Zeyu: "Buy fruit for your wife."

Fu Yang: "Then go quickly."

Originally, Lu Zeyu was about to go down the stairs, but suddenly he turned around and stopped Fu Yang: "Hey, your wife wants me to take care of you and prevent you from doing stupid things."

Fu Yang's back suddenly paused, and then he left quickly.

When he reached the door, Fu Yang didn't go in, but sat on a chair in the corridor, covered his eyes with his palms, and sobbed tremblingly.

Since he was a child, he heard that people who are about to die can predict their own time limit, how long they can live, and even know when they will die.

Fu Yang wiped his eyes dry, took out his mobile phone to take pictures, tidied himself up, and entered the ward.

Fu Yang held up the boxed lunch and smiled at Fang Zhiqiu: "Baby Zhiqiu, are you hungry? I brought you some rice. After you taste it, it's all delicious."

"Kiss first." Before Fang Zhiqiu could respond, he touched Fang Zhiqiu's lips, "Did you miss me, baby."

Fang Zhiqiu blushed instantly in embarrassment, Fu Yang rarely called him so ambiguously.

"It's been a long time since I thought about it."

"I can't help it, my autumn is so charming, it makes me think about it all the time."

Fu Yang opened the lunch box and put it on the bed table: "Hurry up and eat, it will be cold in a while."

Fang Zhiqiu tasted the food and couldn't help but praise: "It's delicious, where did you buy it?"

Fu Yang hooked his lips: "My cook made it. When you get better, you can eat it every day as my daughter-in-law."

Fang Zhiqiu's eyes darkened for a moment, but he smiled again and promised him: "Okay, don't blame me for making your family poor."

Lu Zeyu entered the door again and was eaten dog food, so he silently put down the fruit, and went home dejectedly to find Bai Yi for sweetness.

Lu Zeyu: "Baibai, do you know how much dog food I ate today? I went in and out twice in total and choked on both times."

Bai Yi: "Hey, you don't count as dog food if you have me. Next time we'll be together and show them off."

"En." After speaking, Lu Zeyu licked Bai Yi's face like a puppy.

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