The supernatural power enters the body, and the discomfort caused by the treatment is reduced. The feeling of having your lips bitten couldn't be more real. Qiu Xing's expression changed little by little. He slowly sat up straight and looked at Jie Yang with a frown.
Xie Yang smiled and touched Qiu Xing's ear.
"...Nonsense!" Qiu Xing suddenly came back to his senses, grabbed Jie Yang's hand and held it tightly, put on a calm expression, and asked, "When did you come back?"
"First tell me why you wanted to treat me secretly."
"What do you mean secretly..." Qiu Xing stopped talking halfway, squeezed Jie Yang's hand, stood up and pushed Jie Yang to sit on the bed, and explained, "It wasn't secretly. I was planning to tell you after the treatment. Why did you come back suddenly? Have you finished filming the movie?"
Xie Yang glanced at Qiu Xing's slightly pale face, reluctantly accepted Qiu Xing's explanation, and told him about his request for leave and his plan to attend an award ceremony in a few days.
Qiu Xing frowned again and asked, "The award ceremony is not in City B?"
"In W City. I'll be taking a flight there the day after tomorrow afternoon. After attending the ceremony, I should go directly to N City to continue filming."
Qiu Xing's face darkened when he heard this. His hand unconsciously rested on Jie Yang's body, gently touching his head. As he was touching, his expression suddenly changed, and he let go of Jie Yang and strode into the bathroom of the ward.
Bang!
Because of the hurry, the door was closed with some force, and it made a loud noise when it closed.
Jie Yang stood up and walked outside the bathroom, listening to the faint sounds of water and vomiting coming from inside. The relaxation on his face slowly faded, and he moved his fingers slightly, allowing the supernatural power to pass through the door and float inside.
About ten minutes later, Qiu came out with water still on his face. He pretended to be calm and asked Xie Yang, who had already sat back down beside the bed, "What time did you get off the plane? Have you had lunch?"
"I ate it." Xie Yang didn't ask Qiu Xing what happened just now. He patted the bed and said, "Doctor Kirkman told you to have a good rest. I'm tired from catching the plane and want to sleep for a while."
The two looked at each other, understanding each other tacitly.
Qiu Xing walked up to Jie Yang, touched his head, and said, "Why are you so sensible... Sometimes I really wish you could be a little dumber."
Xie Yang stood up and pushed Qiu Xing to sit on the bed, saying, "Sometimes I really wish you could be more frank. Take a rest, and then we can go home together."
The two looked at each other again. Qiu Xing smiled, snorted, and lay down on the bed, his hand still holding Jie Yang's, with no intention of letting go.
It's rare for a coward to be so presumptuous.
Xie Yanghui held Qiu Xing's hand, sat on the chair beside the bed, pulled the quilt for Qiu Xing with his other hand, and asked, "Do you want me to sing a lullaby for you?"
Qiu Xing didn't say yes or no, he just closed his eyes and slowed down his breathing.
"Jie Yang."
"Um?"
Qiu Xing said nothing.
Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing, and through his clasped hands, he sent his supernatural powers into Qiu Xing's body bit by bit.
After just a few dozen seconds, Qiu Xing's body completely relaxed and he fell into a peaceful sleep. Xie Yang still held Qiu Xing's hand and continued to transfer supernatural powers into Qiu Xing's body.
…
When it was getting dark, Qiu Xing woke up. Kirkman came in and gave Qiu Xing a simple checkup, and said happily: "The side effects are weaker than expected. This is a good start."
Qiu Xing's expression relaxed slightly.
On the way back to Jinghe Garden, Xie Yang flipped through the new treatment plan given by Dr. Kirkman.
There were many medical terms in the treatment plan, which Xie Yang could not understand. He only saw that Qiu Xing would have to undergo treatment like today's at the beginning of every month for the next three to five months.
Such a round of treatment is considered a course of treatment. After the course of treatment, if the tumor stops growing and worsening, it is considered a success. Of course, it would be better if the tumor could be shrunk a little.
After a course of treatment, the body needs to rest for a while, recuperate and recover. During this period, you can only rely on medication to consolidate the therapeutic effect. After the body has recovered, the treatment will continue. During this period, the treatment plan may be adjusted again according to Qiu Xing's condition.
All these treatments were for only one purpose - to shrink the tumor in Qiu Xing's brain, to see if it would move away from the most sensitive position, and to increase the success rate of craniotomy.
In other words, craniotomy is still required in the end of treatment.
Therefore, this is still a treatment plan that relies on chance. Whether the tumor can shrink or move slightly away from the sensitive area all depends on fate. However, Xie Yang believes that with the help of supernatural powers, the success rate of this treatment plan will be 100%. Moreover, after the tumor is removed, those hateful cancer cells will never have the possibility to grow in the patient's body again.
After having a rough idea in his mind, Xie Yang moved his attention to the column of possible side effects of the treatment.
Although Dr. Kirkman tried to make the treatment as gentle as possible and eliminated all drugs that might increase the burden on Qiu Xing's body, treatment is treatment after all, and some basic side effects are unavoidable. Like nausea, vomiting, loss of appetite… and hair loss.
Xie Yang tilted his head and looked at Qiu Xing's still thick and dark hair, and imagined what Qiu Xing would look like with a bald head.
Bald mouse.
Xie Yang laughed.
Qiu Xing had been secretly paying attention to Jie Yang's expression when he was looking through the treatment plan, fearing that Jie Yang would be in a bad mood after reading it. But... he laughed?
Qiu Xing was suspicious, raised his hand and touched Jie Yang's forehead, and said, "Did you fall asleep?"
"No." Xie Yang suppressed his smile, "I'm just happy. Qiu Xing, you'll be better soon."
Qiu Xing paused, withdrew his hand, looked into Jie Yang's smiling eyes, and wanted to say that this treatment plan was not absolutely sure to succeed and that we should not be blindly optimistic. But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them all.
He held Jie Yang's hand, tightened it, and said, "Are you stupid?"
…
After a few months, Xie Yang finally returned to Jinghe Garden. Master Liao and others were very happy to see Jie Yang coming back, and they prepared a large table of dishes for Jie Yang.
After dinner, they went upstairs to rest. When he reached the corner of the second floor, Qiu Xing deliberately slowed down a bit.
Xie Yang walked towards the third floor at a normal speed, faster than Qiu Xing.
Qiu Xing pulled the corner of his mouth and coughed heavily.
Xie Yang stopped and looked back at Qiu Xing, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Qiu Xing looked at Jie Yang without saying anything.
Xie Yang looked as if he remembered something and turned around and walked back.
Qiu Xing's expression looked a little better.
Xie Yang walked straight up to Qiu Xing, put his arms around him, and rested his chin on his shoulder.
Qiu Xing was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth curled up, he reached out to hug Jie Yang back, patted Jie Yang's back gently, and said: "You are so old, but you still act like a spoiled child... What do you want to eat tomorrow? Ask Master Liao to make it for you. Don't just eat whatever he cooks. It's not good to be too picky."
Xie Yang responded, then stepped back and moved closer to Qiu Xing's face.
Qiu Xing tightened his grip on Jie Yang's hand slightly, stood there for two seconds, and then lowered his head inconspicuously.
"Good night." Xie Yang suddenly stopped, then stepped back and broke free from Qiu Xing's arms, smiling, "Go to bed early." After that, he turned and walked upstairs, glancing at Qiu Xing out of the corner of his eye as he walked.
Qiu Xing froze, one second, two seconds... Qiu Xing moved.
Xie Yang quickly looked away.
As footsteps approached, the hand hanging by my side was suddenly grabbed, and then my body was pulled in the opposite direction. Xie Yang followed the force and turned forward. He looked up at Qiu Xing who was silently pulling him towards the master bedroom on the second floor. He suppressed his smile and asked, "What happened?"
Qiu Xing said without even turning his head, "No one has lived on the third floor for a long time. It's all dusty. I'll sleep on the second floor today."
"But I heard from Auntie that the third floor has been cleaned up—"
The door opened and closed, and Xie Yang was pressed against the door by Qiu Xing, his face was lifted up, and then a shadow covered him.
Xie Yang shut up, looked at Qiu Xing's closed eyes, smiled, and stretched out his arms to hug Qiu Xing back.
Time passed silently and the atmosphere was a little out of control.
Qiu Xing suddenly let go of Jie Yang, touched Jie Yang's face, straightened Jie Yang's clothes, and said while adjusting his breathing: "I still have official business to deal with, you...you be honest." After that, he let go of Jie Yang and ran away.
Xie Yang slowly lowered his hands that were hugging the action just now, looked at the half-open door for a while, reached out to push it closed with an expressionless face, locked it, and turned to go into the bathroom.
After taking a shower, Xie Yang walked back to the door, stared at the door lock for a while, reached out to open the lock, and went to bed.
Xie Yang had no idea when Qiu Xing returned to his room that night. He had been busy filming for several days in order to take some time off, and had been severely sleep-deprived during those days. Now that he had returned to a place filled with Qiu Xing's presence, he instinctively relaxed completely.
He went to bed early and woke up early. When Xie Yang opened his eyes, it was not yet completely light. The room was dimly lit. Qiu Xing hugged him from behind, and his scent was all around him.
He turned his head slightly, reached out and touched Qiu Xing's hand on his waist, and sent his supernatural power into it. After a few seconds, Qiu Xing's breathing became longer.
Xie Yang turned over to face Qiu Xing, looked at Qiu Xing for a while, then took out his phone to check Weibo.
Weibo was full of news about the Golden Melody Awards. He took a quick look and unexpectedly discovered that singer-songwriter Xue Xian, who had once competed with him for resources, appeared on the hot search list with him.
#Battle for the Best Composition Award between Jie Yang and Xue Xian#.
Xie Yang raised his eyebrows, clicked into the topic and took a quick look.
It turned out that a musician had made an estimate of the final winners of the major Golden Melody Awards. He had estimated the winners for other awards, but he did not give an exact estimate for the Best Composer award. He only said that the award would go between two young singers, and that whoever won the award would be the true leader of the new generation of singers.
Such a boring and provocative assessment actually became a hot topic. No one would believe that no one spent money.
Xie Yang sent the screenshot of the trending search to Qin Cheng, then skipped the topic and casually browsed around on Weibo. When he came across a topic related to travel, Xie Yang stopped and clicked on a Weibo post to take a closer look.
Ruru Ru: What the hell! What the hell! What the hell! I met Mu Zhouyi by chance! She is so thin, fair and beautiful in real life! Unfortunately, she got into the car and left very quickly, so I wasn’t able to take a photo with her. I cried.
There were a few pictures below. Xie Yang clicked on the picture of Mu Zhouyi getting on the car and enlarged it. He identified the license plate of the car that Mu Zhouyi got on and raised his eyebrows.
The last digit of the license plate is j59.
In the original book, when Feng Qingbai went to Fenghua M City branch for training, Feng Qingbai's fiancée Fang Jia thoughtfully gave Feng Qingbai a car to facilitate his travel. She specially chose the last digit of the license plate to be the first letter of her name plus her birthday, which was exactly J59.
Xie Yang looked at the location of this Weibo post again, which was outside a hotel in City M.
Very interesting.
No wonder Mu Zhouyi has been so quiet recently, it turns out he has been concentrating on hooking up with Feng Qingbai.
He moved his fingers, selected the photo, saved it separately, and sent it to Feng Qinglin.
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