HTI: Chapter 96

Once the ability entered his body, the discomfort caused by the treatment weakened. The feeling of being bitten on the lips was too real. Qiu Xing’s expression changed little by little and he slowly sat up and frowned at Xie Yang.

Xie Yang smiled and touched Qiu Xing’s ears.

“…Naughty!” Qiu Xing suddenly returned to his senses. He grabbed Xie Yang’s hand tightly and put on a calm expression. “When did you come back?”

“Tell me first why you went to secretly get treated behind my back.”

“What secretly…” Qiu Xing stopped halfway and squeezed Xie Yang’s hand. He got up and pressed Xie Yang to sit down on the bed, explaining, “I didn’t do it secretly. I wanted to tell you after the treatment. Why did you come back suddenly? The filming is over?”

Xie Yang saw Qiu Xing’s pale face and reluctantly accepted Qiu Xing’s explanation. He said that he asked for leave to go to the awards ceremony in a few days.

Qiu Xing frowned again. “The awards ceremony isn’t in B City?”

“It is in W City. My plane will go there tomorrow afternoon. After attending the ceremony, I will go directly to N City to continue filming.”

Qiu Xing listened with a dark face. He instinctively placed his hand on Xie Yang and was touching Xie Yang’s head when his expression changed suddenly. Qiu Xing released him and rushed into the bathroom of the ward.

Bang!

Due to his hurry, the door was shut a bit heavier and it made a loud noise as it closed.

Xie Yang got up and walked to the bathroom. He listened to the faint sounds of water and vomiting inside and the relaxation on his face slowly disappeared. His fingers moved slightly and he let his ability penetrate through the door and float inside.

Around 10 minutes later, Qiu Xing came out with water on his face. He pretended to be nonchalant as he questioned Xie Yang, who had returned to the bedside. “What time did you get off the plane? Have you eaten lunch?”

“I have eaten.” Xie Yang didn’t ask what happened to Qiu Xing. He patted the hospital bed and said, “Doctor Kirkman told you to rest well. I am tired from catching the plane and I want to sleep.”

The two people looked at each other with tacit understanding.

Qiu Xing walked in front of Xie Yang and touched his head. “So sensible… sometimes I wish you were a bit stupid.”

Xie Yang got up and gestured for Qiu Xing to get on the hospital bed. “Sometimes I wish you could be more honest. Take a rest and we’ll go home after.”

The two men looked at each other again. Qiu Xing smiled, scoffed and lay down on the bed. He was still holding Xie Yang’s hand and didn’t mean to let go. It was a coward’s rare presumptuousness.

Xie Yang held Qiu Xing’s hand and sat on the chair beside the hospital bed. He used his other hand to pull up the quilt for Qiu Xing as he asked, “Shall I sing a lullaby for you?”

Qiu Xing didn’t refuse. He closed his eyes and slowed his breathing.

“Xie Yang.”

“Huh?”

Qiu Xing didn’t speak.

Xie Yang watched Qiu Xing while holding hands. Then he sent his ability into Qiu Xing’s body little by little. After only tens of seconds, Qiu Xing’s body completely relaxed and he smoothly fell asleep. Xie Yang still held Qiu Xing’s hand and continued to send more of his ability inside Qiu Xing’s body.

***

It was dark when Qiu Xing woke up. Dr Kirkman came in to do a simple check on Qiu Xing and was happy. “The side effects are weaker than expected. This is a good start.”

Qiu Xing’s expression relaxed slightly.

On the way back to Jinghe Garden, Xie Yang looked at the new treatment plan given by Dr Kirkman.

There were many medical terms in the treatment plan that Xie Yang couldn’t understand. He could only see that Qiu Xing would come to do this treatment for the next three to five months at the beginning of each month.

Such a round of treatment was considered one course of treatment. It was considered a success if, after the course of treatment, the tumour stopped growing and deteriorating. Of course, it would be better if the tumour could shrink a bit.

After a course of treatment, the body needed to rest, recuperate and restore vitality. During this period, he only needed to take medicine to consolidate the effect. Once the body was well restored, the treatment would continue. During this period, the treatment plan might be adjusted again according to Qiu Xing’s condition.

These treatments were all for one purpose. To reduce the tumour in Qiu Xing’s brain and see if it would leave the most sensitive position in order to improve the success rate of a craniotomy.

In other words, the treatment would eventually require a craniotomy.

In fact, this treatment plan was still a gamble. Whether the tumour could shrink or leave the sensitive area depended a bit on fate. However, Xie Yang believed that with the help of his ability, the success rate of this treatment plan would be 100%. Moreover, once the tumour was removed, these hateful things that would destroy Qiu Xing’s body would never have the possibility of growing in his body again.

Xie Yang got a sense of it and shifted his gaze to the side effects that the treatment might cause.

Dr Kirkman tried his best to moderate the treatment and eliminate all drugs that might increase the physical burden on Qiu Xing, but a treatment was a treatment after all. Some basic side effects couldn’t be avoided. For example, nausea, vomiting, loss of appetite… and hair loss.

Xie Yang cocked his head and looked at Qiu Xing’s hair that was still thick and black. His brain made up Qiu Xing’s bald appearance.

A bald mouse.

Xie Yang laughed.

Qiu Xing had been secretly paying attention to Xie Yang’s expression as this person flipped through the treatment plan. He was afraid that Xie Yang would be in a bad mood after reading it. As a result… he laughed?

Qiu Xing was suspicious and raised a hand to touch Xie Yang’s forehead. “Did you become confused after sleeping?”

“Nothing, I’m just happy.” Xie Yang said with a smile. “Qiu Xing, you’ll be fine soon.”

Qiu Xing paused and retracted his hand. He gazed into Xie Yang’s smiling eyes and wanted to say that this treatment plan wasn’t absolutely successful, don’t be blindly optimistic. However, as soon as those words reached his lips, he swallowed them back down.

He held Xie Yang’s hand and tightened his grip forcefully. “Stupidity isn’t stupidity.”

***

After a few months, Xie Yang finally returned to Jinghe Garden. Master Liao and the others were very happy to see Xie Yang come back. They made a big table of dishes for Xie Yang. After dinner, the two went upstairs to rest. At the corner of the second floor, Qiu Xing deliberately slowed down a bit.

Xie Yang surpassed Qiu Xing and walked to the third floor. Qiu Xing’s mouth lowered and he coughed heavily. Xie Yang stopped and looked back at Qiu Xing. “What’s the matter?”

Qiu Xing stared at Xie Yang and didn’t speak. Xie Yang made a thoughtful expression before turning around and walking back. Qiu Xing looked a bit better.

Xie Yang went straight to Qiu Xing, extended his hands to hug him and placed his chin on Qiu Xing’s shoulder. Qiu Xing was stunned for a moment. Then he smiled and hugged Xie Yang, patting his back lightly. “How old are you to be acting like a baby? What do you want to eat tomorrow? I’ll ask Master Liao to make it for you. If you don’t ask him to make anything then you can’t be picky.”

Xie Yang responded with a hum, stepped back and leaned toward Qiu Xing’s face. Qiu Xing’s hands holding Xie Yang tightened slightly. He stood in a tense manner for two seconds before bowing his head.

“Good night.” Xie Yang stopped abruptly and retreated from Qiu Xing’s embrace. He smiled and said, “Rest early.” Then he turned to go upstairs, watching Qiu Xing from the corner of his eyes.

Qiu Xing froze for one second, two seconds… Then he moved abruptly.

Xie Yang retracted his gaze.

The sound of footsteps approached and the hand hanging by his side was suddenly caught. Then his body was pulled in the opposite direction. Xie Yang followed the strength and turned. He looked up at Qiu Xing who was pulling him to the master bedroom on the second floor without saying a word. He suppressed a smile and asked, “What is it?”

Qiu Xing spoke without turning his head. “The third floor has been unoccupied for too long and it is all dusty. Sleep on the second floor today.”

“But I heard Auntie say that the third floor has been cleaned up—”

The door was opened and closed. Xie Yang was pressed against the door by Qiu Xing, his face lifted up and then covered by a shadow. Xie Yang shut up. He looked at Qiu Xing’s closed eyes, smiled and reached out to hug Qiu Xing.

Time flowed silently and the atmosphere went a bit out of control.

Qiu Xing suddenly let go of Xie Yang. He touched Xie Yang’s face, tidied up Xie Yang’s clothes and adjusted his breathing. “I still have official business to deal with. You… be obedient.” Then he released Xie Yang and ran away.

Xie Yang slowly put down the hands that were still in the hugging pose. He looked at the door of the room that was ajar for a while and pushed it blankly. He locked it and headed to the bathroom. After taking a shower, Xie Yang walked back to the door and stared at the door lock. Then he opened the lock and went to bed.

Xie Yang didn’t know when Qiu Xing returned to the room that night. He had rushed through his scenes for several days in order to get a vacation and he was seriously lacking sleep. Now he returned to a place full of Qiu Xing’s smell and he instinctively relaxed completely.

He slept early and woke up early. Xie Yang opened his eyes and found that the sky wasn’t completely bright yet. The light in the room was dim. He was being embraced by Qiu Xing from behind and his body was covered with Qiu Xing’s breath.

He slightly turned back, reached out to touch the hand on his waist and sent his ability into it. After a few seconds, Qiu Xing’s breathing became smoother. Xie Yang turned to face Qiu Xing and watched him for a while. Then he took out his mobile phone and looked at Weibo.

Weibo was full of news about the Golden Song Awards. He simply flipped through it and unexpectedly found something. The singer-songwriter Xue Xian, who once tried to rob him of resources, had appeared with him on the hot search.

#Xie Yang Xue Xian Best Composition Award War#

Xie Yang raised his eyebrow and clicked in.

It turned out that a musician made an estimate on the final winners of the Golden Song Awards and guessed the winners for each award. Only the best composition didn’t have a clear guess. He just said that this award must be between two young singers and that whoever won this award would be the true leader of the next generation of singers.

Such a boring assessment actually went to the hot search. Who the hell would believe that someone didn’t spend money to put it there?

Xie Yang sent a screenshot of the hot search to Qin Cheng. Then he skipped this topic and wandered around Weibo. He was visiting a topic related to tourism when Xie Yang stopped and clicked on a post to take a closer look.

Rururu: Damn! I came across Mu Zhouyi by chance! She is so thin, so white and so beautiful! It is a pity that she got in the car and soon left. I couldn’t find her for a photo. [Crying]

There were a few photos below. Xie Yang zoomed in a photo that had Mu Zhouyi getting into a car. He identified the license plate of the vehicle Mu Zhouyi got into and raised his eyebrows high.

The license plate ended in J59.

In the original book, Feng Qingbai’s fiancée Fang Jia went to visit Feng Qingbai at Fenghua’s M City branch. She gave Feng Qingbai a car with this license plate ending which she specifically selected. It was the first letter of her name plus her birthday, making it exactly J59.

Xie Yang looked at the positioning of this Weibo post. It was a hotel outside M City.

This was interesting.

No wonder why Mu Zhouyi was so quiet. She was focused on hooking up with Feng Qingbai. He moved his fingers to individually click on the photos, saved them and sent them to Feng Qinglin.

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