The Actor Wants to Divorce

Gu Qing was stunned. The words made his head hum, and he subconsciously pushed Jiang Yichen away and wiped it under his nose.

The warm blood stained his palm mottledly, and Gu Qing stabbed his throat tightly.

"Agen, are you okay?"

Jiang Yichen took a few sheets of paper from the coffee table, pinched Gu Qingrang's chin in one hand, and wiped his nosebleed with paper in the other.

Gu Qing let him press his hand uncomfortably, wanting to come by himself.

Jiang Yichen frowned, "Don't move."

Gu Qing let him whisper: "It's okay, it's been relatively dry these days, and I often stay up late, maybe it's getting angry."

Jiang Yichen sighed, "Knowing that you are getting angry, do you still hold your phone every day without letting go? It's scary to shed so much blood."

Gu Qing made an unnatural smile, and pushed Jiang Yichen away, "It's alright, you go, I'll cook some vegetable porridge at noon, so it's okay to reduce the fire."

The 30-year-old man was already full of energy, and it was not uncommon to have a nosebleed. Jiang Yichen didn't take it seriously, and asked Gu Qing to wait for him to come back to celebrate the New Year at night and leave.

As soon as Jiang Yichen left, Gu Qingrang hugged his knees, shrank himself into a small ball, and nestled in the sofa.

The tissues stained with nosebleeds were crumpled and thrown on the top of the trash can. The shocking color made Gu Qing upset. He tied the trash bag with his bare feet and didn't look at it.

─He shrank on the sofa one afternoon and didn't move.

Feeling a little hungry, I went to the refrigerator to flip the bread.

Closing the refrigerator door, he suddenly touched his nose wickedly.

Seeing that the palms were clean, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It lasted until five o'clock in the afternoon. Gu Qingrang finally couldn't stand it anymore. He changed his clothes, wore a mask and a hat, and drove to the hospital.

It is troublesome for celebrities to see a doctor. If you are not sure, you will meet an unscrupulous nurse or doctor, and post your illness on the Internet for everyone to discuss.

Gu Qingren didn't dare to risk blood, so he was cruel and went to a very expensive private hospital.

After registering, Gu Qingrang told the doctor about his recent nosebleeds.

He was restless, his hands clenched tightly, and he was short of breath, "Doctor, are you me with leukemia?"

The doctor smiled and said: "There is indeed a possibility in this area, but it is only a small probability. Don't worry, go for an examination first to see specifically which side is the problem."

The doctor gave Gu Qing a lot of orders.

Gu Qing made his head lowered, his heart pressed against a boulder, heavy, and a heartless person who can smile when the sky collapses. At this moment, he is pulling his head, and he is about to be recommended to lose his hair. Like a lamb, from this examination room, he was taken and slipped to that examination room.

Gu Qing was naked, and was inspected by one machine after another.

It took two full hours before it finally ended.

"The inspection report will not come out until tomorrow afternoon. We will call you when the time comes. Remember to keep your mobile phone open."

Gu Qing was exhausted physically and mentally, and lightly nodded his head like a chicken pecking at the rice.

Anxiously asked the doctor: "Doctor, can leukemia be cured?"

"There are also many kinds of leukemia. Some leukemias can be treated very quickly, and some are more troublesome. You have to wait for the results of your report..."

The doctor lowered his head and glanced at Gu Qingrang's blood report sheet, and said with a smile: "It doesn't seem to be leukemia at the moment. Go back and take a good rest. Don't scare yourself."

Gu Qing made his eyes light up, as if he saw some hope.

"The work pressure is high, smoking...may also cause nosebleeds, isn't it?"

"Is such that."

The doctor nodded.

Gu Qing let this be a sigh of relief.

When I walked out of the hospital, the haze that was pressing in my heart was dispersed a lot.

He always felt that life and death had fate and wealth in the sky, and he couldn't force it.

If he dies someday, it must be that God, his old man, likes him too much as a baby angel.

But when he was lying naked on the bed for examination, all he was thinking about at that moment was Jiang Yichen.

He suddenly didn't want to die.

He wants to live well, he wants to grow old with Jiang Yichen.

I want to raise a dog and cat with him, and turn on the heating to roll out the sheets in the room in winter...

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became.

He had suffered a lot in the past thirty years, and it has only been a few days since Jiang Yichen's small life is not ashamed and embarrassed, he is reluctant to die.

If he died, Jiang Yichen would definitely occupy his billions of inheritance, and then use it to marry a new little boy.

Just thinking of this, Gu Qingrang felt that his coffin board would not be able to cover it.

Gu Qingrang took a deep breath at the gate of the hospital.

I don't know when it started to snow outside.

At this time last year, he and Jiang Yichen had a big quarrel in the snow, and then the relationship was officially confirmed.

Gu Qingrang pulled the scarf upwards, and then blew a breath of heat into his palm.

Bingliang's stiff fingers moved a little bit. He took out his phone, clicked on Weibo, edited a line and sent it out.

[Gu Qingrang V: In the new year, I wish everyone good health and peace. Never get sick. 】

When Gu Qing got home, Jiang Yichen had already returned.

"Didn't you tell you not to run around?" Jiang Yichen whispered, and at the door, Gu Qingrang gently brushed the falling snow from his hair, and then grabbed Gu Qingrang's hand, "Is it cold? ?"

Gu Qing made a hey smile, "You stun me, it won't be cold anymore."

Jiang Yichen seemed a little disgusted, "childish ghost."

After finishing speaking, he really took Gu Qingrang's hand and put it on his lips, letting out a sigh of heat.

Gu Qing was satisfied, and subconsciously touched Jiang Yichen's dog's head.

Jiang Yichen frowned, hid himself, and glanced at the corner of the medical record that Gu Qing had revealed in his pocket, and he wanted to take it out to look, "What's this?"

Gu Qing let a panic, hold it down with his busy hands; "Nothing!"

Rao could not hear Jiang Yichen, and he could also read his anxiety and nervousness from Gu Qing's expression at this moment.

Gu Qing asked Jiang Yichen to poke his hand away, put the medical record in his pocket again, and lied grinningly: "It's the script."

Jiang Yichen expressed doubt: "Why is the script hidden?"

"It's a strictly confidential script, of course you can't read it." Gu Qing kept his face from red and heartbeat and continued to break.

I don’t want Jiang Yichen to continue to investigate the stuffing, so he quickly changed the subject: "Is the meal ready? I'm so hungry Jiang Yichen, what should I do if I'm hungry..."

Jiang Yichen smiled helplessly, "Today is all you like, hurry up and wash your hands."

Gu Qing let him slip into the bedroom successfully.

He pulled out the medical records and stuffed them in a drawer. He always felt unsure, so he simply hid it at the bottom of the cabinet and pressed it down with other things, making sure that no one would find it out, and then he went out to wash his hands and prepare to eat.

The New Year’s Eve dinner was eaten by two of you naturally. After the meal, I was not busy packing up the dishes. The heating in the living room was sufficient, and the two of them hugged each other in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows to watch the fireworks outside.

At the time when the fireworks were the most gorgeous, Gu Qing suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Jiang Yichen as if he had been touched.

"Jiang Yichen, I will have a New Year's Eve dinner with you this time next year, watching the fireworks, you are not allowed to be with other people..."

Gu Qing let me whisper in my heart, otherwise I won't let you off if I behave like a ghost.

Jiang Yichen was amused by his naive remarks, "If you don't, who else can you talk to?"

"It's too much. Shen Zhiyan, Zhao Zhiyan or something."

Jiang Yichen didn’t know what was wrong with him today, he was helpless because of his gains and losses. He pressed Gu Qingrang on the soft carpet under him, with his arms resting on both sides of Gu Qingrang’s head, and laughed: "If you are so worried, I will Run, tomorrow we will go and pull the marriage certificate, and you will tie me to death."

Not to mention, Gu Qingrang really wanted to agree to it in one fell swoop.

But he was afraid that something really happened to his body. If he could not be cured, the president of Jiang Da of the dignified Jiang Group would be widowed when he was young.

How unpleasant to spread out!

Gu Qing broke the sorrow, his head was in a mess, something was screaming "buzzing" in his veins, he wanted to squeeze his head, rush out, and no longer think about it, his arms crossed and hooked Jiang Yi. Chen's neck was pulled down, and his legs were crossed on Jiang Yichen's waist, like a koala.

Jiang Yichen breathed tightly and rolled on the carpet several times with Gu Qing in his arms.

The two of them were doing New Year's sports on the ground with fireworks outside the window.

The fireworks outside banged for more than an hour before stopping, and Jiang Yichen finally hugged Gu Qing to take a bath in the bathroom.

On the first day of the new year, it is extremely rare for two people who took a holiday to wake up until noon.

The sun is fine outside.

Gu Qing let her lazily shrink into Jiang Yichen's arms, feeling bored: "Jiang Yichen, I have started to quit smoking, okay?"

Jiang Yichen got up, went to take the clothes and put it on his body. He was in good shape and called a nosebleed.

"There are so many nonsense, do you think I will believe it?"

Gu Qing asked to sit up, rubbing her hair, "If nothing happens this time... I'll definitely quit..."

Jiang Yichen didn't read his lips clearly, "What did you say?

"Nothing." Gu Qingrang shook his head: "I want to drink soy milk."

Jiang Yichen went to the kitchen to help Gu Qing let the soy milk go.

As soon as Gu Qing got dressed, the phone on the bedside "buzzed" desperately.

When I picked it up, it was a call from a private hospital.

I think the results of the inspection came out.

Gu Qing almost let his heart fly out, hurriedly pinched my phone, rushed into the bathroom, locked the door, and then put the phone to his ear.

"Hello, this is Gu Qingrang,"

"Mr. Gu, we are in the XX private hospital, and your examination results have already come out. What time do you think it is convenient for you to come over?"

Gu Qingren's palms were sweating frantically, and he lowered his voice and said, "If there is no major problem with the body, I won't go over and take it..."

He goes to the hospital now, not only to guard against reporter paparazzi, but also to guard against Jiang Yichen.

But it's really too difficult.

The voice of the person on the other end of the phone was a bit difficult: "That's it, Mr. Gu, you may have to come to the hospital.