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Gu Qingrang was taken aback, his head buzzed when he said this, he subconsciously pushed Jiang Yichen away, and wiped it under his nose.

The warm blood stained the palm of his hand, causing Gu Qing's throat to tighten.

"Ajang, are you okay?"

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

Lu Qingrang pressed his hand uncomfortably, thinking to do it by himself.

Jiang Yichen frowned, "Don't move."

Lu Qingrang said in a low voice: "It's nothing, the weather has been relatively dry recently, and I often stay up late, maybe I got angry."

Jiang Yichen sighed, "Knowing that you are on fire, you still hold your phone every day and don't let go? It's scary to bleed so much."

Gu Qingrang smiled unnaturally, and pushed Jiang Yichen away, "Okay, okay, you go, I'll cook some vegetable porridge at noon, and lower the fire, okay?"

A 30-year-old man is already full of energy, and it's not uncommon to have a nosebleed. Jiang Yichen didn't take it to heart, and told Gu Qingrang to wait for him to come back to celebrate the New Year at night, and left.

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

The paper towels stained with nosebleeds were crumpled up and thrown on top of the trash can. The shocking color disturbed Gu Qing. He tied up the trash bag with bare feet and didn't look at it.

─One afternoon, he huddled in the sofa and didn't move at all.

I felt a little hungry, so I went to the refrigerator to turn bread.

After closing the refrigerator door, he suddenly touched his nose in a strange way.

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

Just like this until five o'clock in the afternoon, Gu Qing Rangcong finally couldn't stand it any longer. He changed into a set of clothes, wore a mask and a hat, and drove to the hospital in a stately manner.

It is troublesome for celebrities to see a doctor. If you are not sure, you will meet some unscrupulous nurses and doctors, and put what ailments you have on the Internet for everyone to discuss.

Lu Qingrang didn't dare to bleed, so he went to an expensive private hospital.

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

He was restless, clenched his hands tightly, and breathed rapidly, "Doctor, do you mean I have leukemia?"

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

The doctor gave Lu Qing a lot of orders.

Lu Qingrang lowered his head, his heart was as heavy as a huge rock, he was usually so heartless and could smile when the sky fell, now he was pulling his head, and the one who was about to be recommended to shed his hair Like a lamb, he was taken from one examination room to another.

Lu Qing let go of his naked body, and accepted machine inspections one after another.

After two full hours, it was finally over.

"The inspection report won't come out until tomorrow afternoon. We'll call you when the time comes. Remember to keep your phone switched on."

Lu Qing made his body and mind exhausted, and he nodded his head lightly like a chicken pecking at rice.

Nervously asked the doctor: "Doctor, is leukemia curable?"

"There are also many kinds of leukemia. Some leukemias can be treated quickly, while others are more troublesome. We will have to wait for the results of your report..."

The doctor looked down at Gu Qingrang's blood report, and said with a smile: "At present, it should not be leukemia, go back and have a good rest, don't scare yourself at home."

Lu Qing's eyes lit up, as if he saw some hope.

"The work pressure is high, smoking...may also cause nosebleeds, right?"

"Is such that."

The doctor nodded.

Lu Qing let out a sigh of relief.

When he walked out of the hospital, the haze that weighed on his heart dissipated a lot.

He used to always feel that life and death depended on life and wealth, and he couldn't force it.

If one day he dies, it must be God, the old man loves him so much as a precious angel.

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

He suddenly didn't want to die.

He wanted to live a good life, and he wanted to grow old with Jiang Yichen.

I want to raise dogs and cats with him, and roll the sheets in the room with the heating on in winter...

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

He suffered a lot in the past 30 years, and the shameless life with Jiang Yichen has only been passed for a few days, and he is reluctant to die.

If he died, Jiang Yichen would definitely take over his billions of dollars in inheritance, and then use it to marry a new handsome boy.

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

At the gate of the hospital, Lu Qingrang took a deep breath.

I don't know when it started snowing outside.

At this time last year, he and Jiang Yichen had a big fight in the snow, and then formalized their relationship.

Gu Qingrang pulled up the scarf, and then blew hot air into his palm.

With cold and stiff fingers moving 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 Lu Qingrang returned home, Jiang Yichen had already returned.

"Didn't I tell you not to run around?" Jiang Yichen reprimanded in a low voice, gently brushed the snow on Gu Qingrang's hair at the door, and then grabbed Gu Qingrang's hand, "Is it cold?" ?”

Lu Qing made a heck of a smile, "You don't feel cold when you leave me alone."

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

After finishing speaking, he really took Lu Qingrang's hand, put it on his lips, and let out a breath of steam.

Lu Qing was satisfied, and subconsciously wanted to touch Jiang Yichen's dog's head.

Jiang Yichen frowned, dodged it, and glanced at the corner of the medical records exposed in Gu Qingrang's pocket, and wanted to take it out to look, "What is this?"

Lu Qingrang panicked, and hurriedly held down his hands; "It's nothing!"

Even if Jiang Yichen couldn't hear it, he could still read Gu Qingrang's uneasiness and nervousness from his expression at the moment.

Gu Qingrang pushed Jiang Yichen's hand away, put the medical records in his pocket again, and lied with a smile: "It's the script."

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

"It's a strictly confidential script, so of course you can't read it." Lu Qing continued to talk nonsense without blushing.

He didn't want Jiang Yichen to continue to pursue the truth, so he quickly changed the subject: "Is the meal ready? I'm so hungry, Jiang Yichen, what should I do if I'm so hungry..."

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

Lu Qingrang successfully slipped into the bedroom.

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

The New Year's Eve dinner was eaten by the two of you naturally, and after the meal, they were not busy cleaning up the dishes. The heating in the living room was very good, and the two hugged each other in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the fireworks outside.

When the fireworks were at its most splendid, Lu Qingrang seemed to be touched by something in his heart, and suddenly stretched out his arms to hug Jiang Yichen.

"Jiang Yichen, I will have New Year's Eve dinner and watch fireworks with you at this time next year. You are not allowed to go with other people..."

Lu Qingrang murmured in his heart, otherwise I would never let you go.

Jiang Yichen was amused by his childish words, "If not with you, who else can I be with?"

"There are too many. Shen Zhiyan, Zhao Zhiyan or something."

Jiang Yichen didn't know what happened to him today, so he was helpless because he was worried about gains and losses. He pressed Gu Qingrang on the soft carpet under him, put his arms on both sides of Gu Qingrang's head, and smiled: "If you are so worried, I will Run, tomorrow we will tear up the marriage certificate, and you will tie me to death."

Not to mention, Gu Qingrang really wanted to agree.

But he was afraid that something might happen to his body. If he couldn't cure it, Jiang Da, the president of Jiang Group, would be widowed at a young age.

How bad it is to spread the word!

Lu Qingrang was so worried, his head was in such a mess, there was something screaming "buzzing" in his veins, it was about to squeeze his head, he rushed out, and stopped thinking about it, his arms interlaced to hook Jiang Yi Chen's neck was pulled down, and his legs were wrapped around Jiang Yichen's waist, like a koala.

Jiang Yichen took a tight breath, hugged Gu Qingrang and rolled on the carpet several times.

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

It took more than an hour for the fireworks outside to stop, and Jiang Yichen finally hugged Gu Qingrang and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, it was extremely rare for two people who were on vacation to sleep until noon.

It's sunny outside.

Gu Qing let lazily huddled in Jiang Yichen's arms, muffled: "Jiang Yichen, I'm starting to quit smoking, okay?"

Jiang Yichen got up and went to get clothes to put on his body, seeing his good figure made his nose bleed.

"A lot of nonsense, do you think I will believe it?"

Lu Qingrang sat up and rubbed his hair, "If it's okay this time...I'll definitely quit..."

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

"It's nothing." Lu Qingrang shook his head: "I want to drink soy milk."

Jiang Yichen went to the kitchen to help Gu Qingrang grind the soy milk.

As soon as Gu Qingrang got dressed, the mobile phone beside the bed began to "buzz" desperately.

Picking it up, it was a call from a private hospital.

I think the test results came out.

Lu Qing's heart almost flew out, he hurriedly grabbed my phone, rushed into the bathroom, locked the door behind him, and then put the phone by his ear.

"Hi, I'm Gu Qingrang,"

"Mr. Gu, we are from XX private hospital, and your test results have come out. What time do you think is convenient for you to come over?"

Gu Qingren's palms were sweating crazily, and he lowered his voice and said, "If there is no serious problem with my health, I won't go there to get it..."

When he went to the hospital now, he not only had to guard against the reporter paparazzi, but also Jiang Yichen.

But it is really too difficult.

The voice of the person on the other end of the phone was a bit difficult: "It's like this, Mr. Gu, you may have to come to the hospital. The test results are not quite right.