Chapter 55:

Qiu Xinghui sneered at Xie Yang's obvious nonsense.
"Not loose yet?"
Xie Yang withdrew his hand on Qiu Xing's back.
"Go back to bed, lie down and close your eyes."
Xie Yang did it, lying down and closing her eyes.
"quilt."
Xie Yang opened his eyes, pulled the quilt, and closed his eyes again.
"Hands in."
Xie Yang drew his hand into the bed.
After about ten minutes, Xie Yang tried to open his eyes.
"Xie Yang, are you looking for death?"
"..."
Xie Yang gave up the plan to secretly try the ability, closed his eyes again, slowed his breathing, and quickly fell into a deep sleep-the ability just awakened, he actually needs a rest.
After confirming that Xie Yang was really asleep, Qiu Xing's tight body relaxed slightly, raised his hand that Xie Yang had just taken for a while, sat up, and touched Xie Yang again during the day. Shoulders.
Seems to be a little taller?
Also lost a little...
[Don’t touch me, get out! 】
Qiu Xing straightened his spine unconsciously, frowning at Xie Yang in the next bed. He simply got out of bed and walked to the chair beside the bed to sit down, staring at Xie Yang.
What does it mean?
Why say this?
Qiu Xing's fingers quickly tapped on the armrests of the chair, and he paused halfway. The ghost made an incredulous lean, leaning the hand held by Xie Yang into the quilt and moving it forward.
The skin touched another piece of warm skin, and could not help rubbing it gently. Qiu Xing rushed back to his mind, withdrew his hand, held his right hand with his left hand, and leaned against the back of the chair to see Xie Yang.
I don't know how long.
"Oh." Qiu Xing got up, picked up the corner of the quilt on Xie Yang's body, and gently lifted it up, "something uneasy."
...
After waking up, Xie Yang was resurrected with blood, and even looked a little healthier and more energetic than before he was admitted to the hospital. Qiu Xing frowned, looked at Xie Yang for a while, called the doctor, and insisted on giving Xie Yang a full-body examination.
After a round of inspections, Xie Yang is good, but a little calcium deficiency.
"I usually drink more milk, work regularly, and keep exercising. There is nothing wrong with it and I can be discharged."
With a check list, Qiu Xing looked at the doctor with dissatisfaction and said, "He really has no other problems? Why did he suddenly get fever this time?"
The doctor was annoyed by Qiu Xing and said the 10,000th time: "This is possible--"
"Maybe I slept and kicked the quilt the first day, or maybe I was not satisfied with the water and soil." Xie Yang answered the doctor and patted Qiu Xing's shoulder.
Qiu Xing's body stiffened without any traces, and his face glared and glared: "Don't move your hands, are you a child, sleeping and kicking the quilt."
Xie Yang looked at the doctor: "Doctor, he has a vigorous liver fire recently. You can prescribe some medicine to reduce fire and clear poison."
Doctor Uncle is very embarrassed: "The medicine cannot be eaten blindly, especially when this gentleman gets sick at first sight. In fact, I suggest that this gentleman also go for a whole body examination--"
Qiu Xing suddenly got up and grabbed Xie Yang's down jacket and pulled Xie Yang out of the doctor's office.
Doctor: "--Check."
Alas, the doctor is so difficult.
...
The two were discharged from the hospital. When they came out of the hospital hall, Qiu Xing suddenly stopped. He turned his head down in the duffel bag, turned over a scarf, first raised his hand and pulled up Xie Yang's down jacket hat, then Xie Yang Wrapped around, circled circle by circle, unwrapping Xie Yang only to show a pair of eyes outside to be satisfied.
After that, he took out a pair of gloves from the duffel bag and pulled Xie Yang's hand. He stretched out his hand and stopped halfway. Instead, he put the glove directly into Xie Yang's arms and said, "Don't wear it, h city will cool down these days. It was frozen back as soon as I went out."
Xie Yang wore gloves and found that the gloves were actually the right size. He glanced at Qiu Xing, who had no scarves and gloves, and asked, "Don't you wear them?"
"I'm not cold."
Zhou Miao, who had just helped Xie Yang finish the discharge procedures, came over and heard this sentence, instinctively replied: "No, the boss is in a hurry to go out, only to have your time, the boss did not bring his own, in fact, the boss is very afraid of cold ."
Qiu Xing looked coldly at Zhou Miao. Zhou Miao responded that he was talkative and scared his neck.
Xie Yang accidentally looked at Qiu Xing, and the only eyes exposed showed a smile: "Are you afraid of cold?"
"..."
Qiu Xing frowned and pulled up his duffel bag: "Laughing, let's go."
A group of people left the hospital and got on the bus. The car was rented by Wu Shui to a nearby car rental company. He didn't sit comfortably at home, and Qiu Xing had been a little tight after he got on the car.
Xie Yang said: "Go to the mall first."
"What's going to the mall?"
"Buy socks, I forgot to bring more pairs before."
"..." Qiu Xing could not bear it, but did not hold back, training, "Just say that your little suitcase can't hold much... Wu Shui, go to the mall!"
After arriving at the mall, Xie Yang did not let Qiu Xing get off, and only took Zhou Miao into the mall. He went straight to the men's clothing on the fourth floor, picked up the shop that was pleasing to the eye, and walked in. He estimated that he picked up a pair of sheepskin gloves and a cashmere scarf.
Zhou Miao suddenly realized: "So you are going to give the boss..."
"H city here is wet and cold, unlike B city, he should be very unaccustomed." Xie Yang explained, took the gloves and scarf to checkout, when passing the clothing area, swept a black down jacket on the shelf, and stopped. , Shouted to the shopping guide to get one according to the size of Qiu Xing.
After shopping, Xie Yang hurried back to the car and put the bag on Qiu Xing's lap.
"Aren't you buying socks? Why is it so big?"
Xie Yang smiled and took out the scarf first to Qiu Xingwei, then took out the gloves to put on Qiu Xinghang's hands, and finally took out the down jacket to compare with Qiu Xing's body and said, "I see you wearing a coat, It may be cold. This style is good, you should wear it beautifully."
"..."
Qiu Xingqiang supported his face, pressed down jacket and said: "spend money."
"The card you gave me." Xie Yang pointed to the new down jacket on his body. "You use my money to give me clothes. I use your money to give you clothes. It's fair."
Qiu Xing squeezed the soft gloves in his hand and said nothing more.
The car finally stopped at the door of a strange hotel.
Xie Yang looked to Qiu Xing.
Qiu Xingyu threatened: "Either you live here while working in city H, or you go back with me today, you choose."
Xie Yang grabbed the point: "Are you going back to b city today?"
"There will be a meeting." Qiu Xing pushed the car door open. "Get off, let you settle down first."
Qiu Xing arranged for Xie Yang to be the hotel's top suite, with a housekeeper's package for three meals, and an on-call doctor. Qiu Xingbang Xie Yang hung his clothes, turned to look at Xie Yang, and finally he was not cold-faced, saying: "Take good care of yourself, turn on the air conditioner to sleep at night, the temperature is a little higher, I will not come back again for the reproductive disease."
Xie Yang looked at the tiredness that Qiu Xingmei couldn't hide and the shadow caused by lack of sleep at the moment, and asked, "Don't you stay for another day?"
"... Eat well, remember to drink milk every day, don't stay up late." Qiu Xing avoided answering, and checked the small refrigerator in the master bedroom to make sure there was something to eat and drink in, and straightened up, "Goed to the crew Try not to eat the box lunch of the crew and let Wu Shui deliver the meal from the hotel to you."
"Do you have a headache recently?"
Qiu Xing looked at Xie Yang, covered Xie Yang's head in the past, and walked out, saying, "I've gone to the airport, you have a good rest."
Xie Yang immediately picked up his coat that had not taken long before catching up and said, "I'll send you."
Qiu Xing looked back at Xie Yang and did not refuse this time.
...
On the way to the airport, Qiu Xing kept closing his eyes and recuperating, maybe it was a psychological effect. Xie Yang always felt that Qiu Xing's appearance looked worse than before, and his lips were even faintly purple.
Xie Yang's eyes fell on Qiu Xing's overlapping hands on his abdomen. He moved a little over there and put his hands up.
His powers are in the early stage of awakening and cannot be used from space. After the unsuccessful attack in the middle of the night, he wanted to wait for the ability to upgrade a little before trying to help Qiu Xing, try whether purifying the ability is useful for alleviating physical diseases, but...
Xie Yang leaned on the back of the chair, spitting the power a little to his fingertips, and leaned into the body of Qiu Xing.
Even if it can only make Qiu Xing comfortable.
Qiu Xing's eyelashes were shaking, and he was quiet again.
The power blew into the valley like a breeze, and drifted silently into the valley.
After a few minutes, Qiu Xing's frowned eyebrows loosened, his body relaxed and leaned, leaning on Xie Yang, and he was really asleep.
Xie Yang withdrew his hand, but his eyebrows frowned.
A good discovery, a bad discovery.
A good discovery is that abilities have an effect on disease. Diseases are like viruses to the body and can be eliminated. The bad discovery is that, perhaps because his power level is still very low, the power of the power is not too great for the disease, and Qiu Xing's physical condition is far worse than he thought.
According to the plot timeline of the original book, Qiu Xing will die in three years.
Three years, it's too short.
...
After arriving at the airport, Xie Yang awakened Qiu Xing.
Qiu Xing frowned and opened his eyes, looking at Xie Yang's face close to him, instantly waking up, sitting upright and holding his hand on his abdomen.
The back of the hand is cold and there is no temperature held by another person.
Qiu Xing released his hand and said, "Just send it here, no need to enter the airport."
Xie Yang pushed the door and got off.
Qiu Xing: "..."
When he was about to enter the security checkpoint, Qiu Xing, who had been silent since he got out of the car, suddenly turned around and said to Xie Yang: "We are only trading relationships, you know?"
Xie Yang looked up at Qiu Xing.
Qiu Xing paused and continued: "Xie Yang, I am the landlord..."
Xie Yang answered: "I am a tenant."
Qiu Xing shut up and looked at the calm expression of Xie Yang. He didn't understand whether he understood or didn't understand.
Xie Yang suddenly smiled at Qiu Xing and said, "Qiu Xing, my dad sold you my second half of my life. This is where it goes."
Qiu Xing paused and looked straight at Xie Yang.
Xie Yang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you divorced?"
Qiu Xing froze, looked closely at Yang for a while, and suddenly snorted, saying: "Xie Yang, don't even think about it."
...
When Xie Yang arrived at the set, Mu Zhou Yi Gang and Shen Yan finished a rival play. Everyone came back with their insights and greeted each other with concern. Xie Yang responded one by one, raised his eyes and looked directly at Shangmu Zhou Yiwang, ignoring directly, and took the initiative to reach out to Xu Heng, saying: "Xu Dao apologizes for delaying everyone's work.
Xu Heng held Xie Yang's hand back and said, "It's okay, the body is important, but in fact it didn't delay anything."
The power came out, entered Xu Heng's body, and went straight to the brain. Xie Yang clearly felt that something was swallowed up by the power, and Xu Heng's eyes were also confused for a moment.
It really worked.
Xie Yang withdrew his hand with satisfaction, and said a few words to Xu Henghan, and then sat next to Longshuyou before the shooting of the next scene, holding Longshuyou's wrist.
Long Shuyou was looking at the music sheet with concentration, and then noticed that Xie Yang was back. He just wanted to talk, and his head suddenly fell into a faint. He couldn't help raising his hand to cover his mouth and yawned.
Xie Yang took the pen and music sheet from Long Shuyou's hand, turned the sheet and asked, "Do you still want me to sing with Mu Zhouyi?"
Long Shuyou's face was wrinkled, and she lowered her hand to look at Xie Yang: "Is it crazy for you to cooperate with Mu Zhouyi?"
perfect.
Xie Yang returned the score to Long Shuyou, and patted him on the shoulder with relief: "Congratulations, you have succeeded in detoxification."