I regret after the divorce

"...Gu Cheng." Yan Qin said helplessly, "Why bother? You don't like sweets."

"Tastes change."

"But likes and dislikes don't matter." Yan Qin said, turned off the game on the phone, and looked in the direction of the bathroom.

Coincidentally, Zhou Yue has already come out.

Seeing this, Yan Qin was about to leave when he heard a muffled groan coming from beside him.

Yan Qin turned his head, and then saw Gu Cheng half-bent, his left hand tightly covering his abdomen, his forehead was covered with sweat at some point, his eyes were closed tightly, and he bit his lip tightly, as if he was enduring great pain.

"Gu Teng?" Yan Qin called him in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"

Gu Cheng didn't speak, just shook his head, the fingers holding the wine glass in his right hand kept tightening, and the thin goblet was almost broken in his hand.

"It's okay." It took him a long time to squeeze out such a sentence.

His expression didn't look like he was okay, how could Yan Qin believe it, and said to him, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"No need." Gu Cheng said, put down his wine glass, and started to walk out.

However, he only staggered a few steps, then stopped, his body went limp, and then he fell backwards uncontrollably.

"Gu Cheng!" Yan Qin exclaimed, ran over in a hurry, and reached out to support him.

Seeing this, Zhou Yue hurried over to help.

"President Yan, what's wrong with your ex-husband?"

"I don't know, go to the hospital first." Yan Qin said.

"Okay." Zhou Yue responded, and walked out with him supporting Gu Ting.

The movement on their side soon alarmed the staff on the side, and soon someone came over to ask if they needed help, but they were all rejected by Yan Qin.

The research and development meeting is an annual meeting in city A, so there must be reporters and media present.

They don't want to be too eye-catching, so let's keep a low profile.

So he and Zhou Yue helped him up the elevator and down to the garage.

Then drive to the hospital.

Along the way, Gu Teng was very quiet, even though he frowned tightly in pain, he didn't make a sound.

But his performance made Yan Qin even more worried.

"Gu Teng." Yan Qin couldn't help calling him.

Gu Teng didn't open his eyes, but leaned quietly on his shoulder.

Just when Yan Qin thought that he had fainted, he saw him slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand and patted the back of his hand lightly, as if to comfort him.

Fortunately, it was not far away, and we arrived at the hospital soon, because Yan Qin had already contacted him in advance, so as soon as he opened the door, there were doctors and nurses pushing the ambulance bed and waiting at the door.

They carried Gu Ting to the ambulance bed, and then ran to the emergency room immediately.

Yan Qin followed behind, unconsciously started to run.

I was stopped by the nurse at the door, "Mr. Yan, this is the emergency room, you can't go in, please wait at the door."

"What happened to him? Are you okay?" Yan Qin asked.

The nurse shook her head, "I can't see anything yet, we have to wait for the doctor to check. Don't worry, the doctor will do his best."

"Okay." Yan Qin said, and slowly sat down on the bench beside him.

Zhou Yue also parked the car at this time, and when he came in, he saw Yan Qinmu sitting there blankly, his eyes were empty.

"Brother." Zhou Yue walked over and sat down next to him, "Ex... Mr. Gu will be fine."

Yan Qin still had no expression on his face, and his tone was flat, "It doesn't matter to me whether he has anything to do."

Zhou Yue looked at his face and expressed disbelief, but he didn't say anything.

"What the hell is going on, Mr. Gu? Why did it suddenly become like this?"

Yan Qin shook his head, "I don't know."

"Then should his family be notified?"

Yan Qin thought for a while and replied, "Wait a while."

Yan Qin originally wanted to wait for Gu Teng to come out of the emergency room, ask about the situation before informing the Gu family, and then leave.

I didn't expect this wait to be overnight.

It wasn't until dawn the next day that a doctor came out of it.

"Doctor." Yan Qin quickly stood up and asked, "How is he?"

The doctor shook his head and sighed, "It's not optimistic."

Yan Qin was taken aback when he heard the words, "What do you mean?"

The doctor sighed, "I'm not Mr. Gu's doctor. I don't know much about his previous situation. Judging from the current situation, I'm not very optimistic. It is recommended that his former doctor take over the follow-up treatment."

Yan Qin was confused, "What do you mean? Is he in a bad condition? What do you mean by the previous doctor? Has something similar happened to him before?"

The doctor was a little surprised: "Mr. Yan, are you not very clear about Mr. Gu's situation?"

Yan Qin nodded, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger, "What's going on?"

The doctor sighed, "Liver cancer, according to my observations, Mr. Gu has liver cancer."

"Liver cancer?"

Yan Qin muttered these two words, and followed Gu Teng's ambulance bed to the ward like a wandering soul.

Yan Qin looked at the person lying on the hospital bed, who had already been changed into a hospital gown, and the blue and white stripes made his complexion even thinner and paler.Even when he was asleep, his brows were still tightly furrowed. Yan Qin raised his hand to caress, but he couldn't smooth it out.

The doctor's words came to mind again.

"Mr. Gu was diagnosed a long time ago, but fortunately, it was in the early stage and he was under control after the operation. In the later stage, he had to take good care of him, and the possibility of recurrence is not high. But now it seems that he did not take good care of his body at all. "

"Patients with liver cancer avoid smoking and drinking, stay up late, and have irregular work and rest. Judging from the current situation, Mr. Gu doesn't take the doctor's words to heart at all."

"So... he is now..."

"Relapsed."

Yan Qin looked down at the person on the hospital bed with complicated eyes.

"Do you want to die that much?" Yan Qin asked him.

Naturally, no one answered.

When Gu Cheng woke up, there was no one in the ward.

He wanted to sit up, but when he moved his right hand, he felt a stabbing pain. Gu Teng looked over and saw the familiar infusion tube in his eyes.

The transparent liquid inside was flowing into his body drop by drop.

This scene was so familiar that he was in a daze for a moment, whether he had returned to before he and Yan Qin divorced.

On Gu's mother's birthday, their words angered Yan Qin and at the same time ignited the anger and resentment that had been suppressed in Gu Cheng's heart for so many years.

After Yan Qin left, he overturned the table like crazy.

The layer of paper whitewashed by their family was as thin and peaceful, and it was torn to pieces in an instant.

Everyone looked at him in amazement and asked him if he was crazy.

Looking at their faces, Gu Teng felt as if he was going to vomit in disgust in the next second.

"Yes, I am crazy, I should have been crazy once."

"Every one of you makes me sick. Don't forget how the Gu family survived until today. When you asked for help from the Yan family, you treated him well. Now everything is peaceful, so you are so unscrupulous..."

"Gu Cheng, what are you talking about!" Gu's mother stood up, "Isn't it you who are good at the Gu family? We are so disgusting, if you have the ability, leave the Gu family, don't say you are from the Gu family!"

"Okay." Gu Teng clenched the ring that Yan Qin dropped just now, his eyes gliding over each of them, "I'm just wishing for it."

After speaking, he turned and walked out.

He did what he said and really left the Gu family.

Started to get involved in a completely different industry from the Gu family, these years of experience in shopping malls made him flourish quickly.

But this is far from enough.

He wants more.

He walked this way too fast and hastily, so he ignored his body.

That day he worked overtime again until late at night, and was about to go back when a sharp pain suddenly came from his abdomen, which made him sit back immediately.

Gu Teng thought it was something he had eaten, and wanted to take it easy for a while, but unexpectedly, the pain became more and more painful, and even his breathing was mixed with vague pain.

Gu Teng felt that something was wrong and wanted to call the hospital.

But before he could take out his phone, he fainted from the pain.

When he woke up again, he was already in the hospital.

It was his assistant who found him at work in the morning and brought him here.

"What's wrong with me?" Gu Cheng asked him.

The assistant's face was pale, and it took a long time before he replied in a trembling voice: "Mr. Gu, it's liver cancer."

This noun was like a heavy hammer, hitting his brain hard.

It made him unable to recover for a long time.

"Liver cancer?"

"Yes." The assistant's complexion was also pale, but he still forced a relaxed tone, "But don't worry too much. It's still in the early stage. According to clinical statistics, early liver cancer, especially small liver cancer, is single or the number is at most no. More than 3 and limited to 1-2 liver segments, the cure rate can reach 80% through surgical treatment, so as long as we perform surgery as soon as possible, the cure rate is very high.”①

Gu Teng didn't respond immediately, but just took out a ring from nowhere, held it up in front of him, and rubbed it silently.

The assistant was a little confused, but he didn't dare to disturb him.

He could only watch Gu Ting staring at the ring over and over again, with emotions in his eyes that he couldn't understand.

"Mr. Gu, let me arrange the operation for you." Finally, the assistant couldn't help but asked.

Gu Teng didn't speak, just put down the ring and held it in his hand.

"80.00% cure rate."

"Well, it's still very high." The assistant quickly replied.

However, there was no happy expression on Gu Teng's face, "That means there is still a 20.00% chance of not waking up, right?"

The assistant wanted to say something, but apart from the sentence that the cure rate is still very high, he didn't know what else to say for a while.

What's more, Gu Teng was right.

The 80.00% cure rate is true, but it is true that there is still a 20.00% probability that they will not be saved.

"Mr. Gu, you are blessed with great destiny."

Gu Teng hooked the corners of his lips, "Don't say such meaningless words, I want to be discharged from the hospital."

Upon hearing this, the assistant hurriedly said, "But your current situation..."

"I have a measure." Gu Cheng said, sat up, and pulled out the needle on the back of his hand.

"I will have surgery, but I have one more thing to do before that."

"What's the matter?" Seeing this, the assistant wanted to push him back. He really couldn't figure it out. At this time, what could be more important than saving his life?

But who made Gu Teng the boss, he wanted to stop him but didn't dare, so he could only watch Gu Teng press the back of his bleeding hand, stood up and said, "I want to see him, long time no see."

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