Kuai Chuan: After I escaped from a terminal illness

When Yu Tang woke up, the surrounding smell was a bit pungent.

It smells bad, and there are light footsteps in my ears.

It wasn't Zhan Yi's voice.

Yu Tang opened his eyes and found that he was no longer in Zhan Yi's room.

He moved his body, and a little breath slipped out of his chest, like a patient moaning in pain.

The sound of footsteps approached, and a soft hand pressed against his forehead to test the temperature.

Wen Youhe's voice slowly sounded from the top of his head, a little hoarse and exhausted: "Xiaotang, wake up."

Yu Tang didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore, seeing that Wen Youhe was touching his head, he flinched a little shyly.

Wen Youhe's eyes were red, obviously crying.

But she was still amused by this timid look, and said to Yu Tang: "It's okay, I will help you arrange your future accommodation, are you hungry, what do you want to eat?"

Yu Tang blushed a little, but he was really hungry, so he whispered very embarrassedly: "Tremella porridge, no, no longan."

Wen Youhe couldn't help touching his hair, and hummed, "Don't be polite to me, just wait here."

Wen Youhe told the nurse a few words, then turned and left the ward.

[Yu Tang: Wen Youhe was resigned by Zhan Yi? 】

[System 223: Woohoo, how did the master know. 】

Whenever Zhan Yi goes to the set, he doesn't bring Wen Youhe with him.

For Wen Youhe to appear here at this time, Zhan Yi must have driven him away.

Looking at this tired smile again, Zhan Yi must have made things difficult for her.

【Yu Tang: Heh, that's all he has. 】

Yu Tang knew why Zhan Yi wanted to fire Wen Youhe, and he could also guess what Zhan Yi was going to do.

The story is true.

It's getting more and more exciting——

Wen Youhe came back soon, carrying a thermos in his hand.

She opened the small table in front of the hospital bed, put the porridge into a bowl, placed a few small dishes in front of Yu Tang, and finally handed Yu Tang the tableware.

Yu Tang thanked him, and slowly ate the porridge, neither of them mentioned Zhan Yi.

Zhan Yi didn't come to him either.

It was as if she had really made up her mind to let him go.

[System 223: Master, Master, Zhan Yi's people have been staring outside! 】

[Yu Tang: Heh. 】

Yu Tang spent two days in the hospital.

On the afternoon of the third day, Wen Youhe came to pick him up from the hospital, and took him to a family home in the west of Lincheng.

This was rented by Wen Youhe.

One bedroom and one living room, it is quite spacious, the walls are a bit old, but they have obviously been carefully cleaned.

Wen Youhe went to the supermarket on the way back, bought some meat and vegetables, and cleaned them in the kitchen.

She probed her head and smiled casually at Yu Tang: "This is rented to you, but your eyesight is not good, and your illness has not recovered, so don't rush to make money during this time. I will take care of you, you you do not mind?"

Just as Yu Tang was about to speak, Wen Youhe's hands were scalded by hot oil, and he couldn't hold back a soft cry from the pain, and hurriedly covered his mouth again.

She can't cook at all.

But it is too expensive to buy it in restaurants outside, and it is heavy in oil and salt, so it is not suitable for Yutang.

She is now forced into a debt dispute because of the carpet in Zhan Yi's house...

The $400 million that Zhan Yi casually mentioned was the starting price...

Wen Youhe frowned, and slashed at the eggplant, hating himself for not stepping on Zhan Yi's face in high heels!

Yu Tang sat on the sofa, holding the water glass Wen Youhe gave him, and lowered his head.

No matter how much he doesn't understand what's going on here, he can still see it.

Wen Youhe's situation has become difficult.

It must be because of him...

Zhan Yi let him go, but he didn't intend to give him a way out...

Yu Tang couldn't hold back tears and fell down.

At the same time, Zhan Yi was in the dressing room on the set, watching the video on the monitor.

The thin boy pursed his lips, as if he finally realized that he was causing trouble to others.

In the picture, the boy's head hangs down, a tight line stretches out from his neck and shoulders, his hands are holding the cup tightly, tears are falling.

He can't do anything.

It will only cause trouble for those who care about him.

Yu Tang didn't want to do this...

I don't want to die...

Yu Tang slowly loosened his fingers, gently placed the water glass on the coffee table, and then slowly stood up.

Wen Youhe was still busy in the kitchen.

Yu Tang's eyes were red, and he moved his feet slowly, carefully not to make any noise, and quietly left the room.