Chapter 166 Brown Sugar Water

They are very capable, and ordinary traps can't do anything to them. If they have a piece of white paper to save their lives, the result can be imagined.

This is why Chen Xiaomeng hates Jiang Cheng so much.

This bastard not only stole his clue newspaper in the first mission, but also dug a hole for himself in this mission, resulting in a waste of a precious life-saving talisman.

Put yourself in his shoes. If someone treats Jiang Cheng like this, the latter will chase him to his home and dig up his ancestors' graves.

The fourth point is the brain waves mentioned by the fat man.

Jiang Cheng had been thinking about the formation mechanism of nightmares and the way to attract players. What the fat man said opened a new door for him.

A pure black exquisite recorder was placed next to him, and it contained a conversation between a woman named Hu Yan and himself.

Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

The conversation was not very clear and was full of strange noises.

What's even stranger is that the noise similar to the sound of electricity only appears when Hu Yan speaks, but in the recording, his voice is very clear.

He didn't rest well at noon, or more precisely, he didn't fall asleep until the alarm on his phone rang.

The sequelae of overusing his brain began to show.

He had this problem for a long time.

He shook his head, trying to wake himself up.

In a while, the customers he had made an appointment with would come to the door. He usually didn't call them patients. After all, if these people were healthy, he would be unemployed.

He always had a grateful heart for these people.

He opened the door and walked to the stairs in the living room. Just as he was about to go downstairs, he ran into a fat man holding clothes and walking up the stairs.

The fat man looked at Jiang Cheng's slightly pale face, threw away his clothes immediately, and walked up to him and asked with concern: "Doctor, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Cheng shook his head and said nothing.

The fat man seemed to understand something. It must be that the continuous gambling had affected the doctor's health. He looked at Jiang Cheng with concern in his eyes, "Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

"No," Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, and his whole body looked haggard, and his voice had lost its previous strength, "I'll be fine after a rest."

The fat man helped Jiang Cheng down the stairs without saying a word, and then helped him sit on the sofa.

Jiang Cheng looked very weak. When the fat man helped him, he could feel that Jiang Cheng seemed to have no strength and was shaking slightly.

He had never seen such a doctor before.

Jiang Cheng curled up on the sofa, and his two beautiful eyes lost their former brilliance.

The fat man first poured a cup of hot water for Jiang Cheng, and then, as if he suddenly realized something, he ran back to the kitchen, "ding ding bang bang" and seemed to be looking for something.

The moment the fat man disappeared at the limit of Jiang Cheng's side-glance vision, the latter immediately stopped shaking.

Not only did he stop shaking, but his face also became much rosier.

A pair of dark eyes were filled with joy and happiness.

All this lasted until a few minutes later, when the fat man hurried back with a bowl.

"Doctor," the fat man's distressed voice changed, "Drink some brown sugar water quickly, I heard that girls rely on it to prolong their lives."

Jiang Cheng leaned on the sofa sickly, and the whole person exuded a sense of déjà vu that although death is inevitable, I will use my last breath to kick it.

"Cough cough" The weak Jiang Cheng covered his mouth and coughed a few times. He tried to avoid contact with the fat man, and his voice was very small.

Everything in front of him turned into a doctor who was seriously injured, and all internal injuries in the eyes of the fat man. What moved him most was the doctor's eyes.

The doctor must be afraid that I would worry.

The fat man thought stubbornly, and successfully moved himself.

After drinking the brown sugar water, Jiang Cheng gradually got better, and his face became ruddy.

"Doctor, do you feel better?" The fat man asked with a blink of his eyes.

"Thank you, Fatty," Jiang Cheng tried to move his body in a small range, and while moving, he said, "I'm much better, and not so cold anymore."

Then the Fatty finally felt relieved.

In his mind, the best way to replenish the body is to eat, so he asked Jiang Cheng what he wanted to eat in the evening, and he went to buy vegetables.

Jiang Cheng hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice with great embarrassment: "Sautéed sea cucumber with scallions, braised prawns, dry pot duck head, spicy crayfish, roasted bullfrog, Sichuan-flavored five-pepper chicken, pepper and salt"

He swallowed his saliva, stared at the Fatty whose face had obviously changed, and whispered: "If possible, make another Chinese cabbage and pork rib soup, these vegetables are too oily, I want to drink some pork rib soup to relieve the greasiness."

The Fatty thought for a while, then stood up and said to Jiang Cheng: "Doctor, why don't we go to the hospital."

Anyway, Jiang Cheng finally got much better, and seeing his good appetite, the Fatty felt relieved.

After chatting with Jiang Cheng for a while, Fatty got on the basket and prepared to go to the market to buy.

The owner of the fish shop last time was a nice guy, and Fatty wanted to go again to see if he could come across a dying fish.

This time he planned to make fish soup for Jiang Cheng to replenish his body.

But before he reached the door, he heard the sound of "kicks and taps" coming from outside.

Then there was a knock on the door.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Jiang Cheng moved and said, "Come in."

The door opened very obediently, and then a very strange person walked in.

The man was covered in a white robe and a pair of super-large sunglasses, which almost covered his entire face. If he hadn't seen him in real life, Fatty would have thought that he was sick or was recording a short video.

Until

"Doctor Jiang!" The man's voice was very recognizable, and he greeted Jiang Cheng who was sitting on the sofa enthusiastically.

Fatty immediately realized who he was.

Pi Ruan!

He had seen him before.

"Brother Fatty is here too!" Pi Ruan, who was dressed strangely, greeted him enthusiastically.

Fatty suddenly felt flattered.

But when his eyes stayed on Pi Ruan, a touch of sincere sadness could not help but surge on his face: "Brother Pi Ruan," the fat man said sadly: "You are dressed like this because your girlfriend is dead?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Jiang Cheng said: "This is the dress in Saudi Arabia. They are used to wearing robes all year round."

The fat man's face was instantly embarrassed when he realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Pi Ruan was a rare good-tempered man. He just laughed and let it go. It was no wonder that the fat brother couldn't recognize it. This was not a standard Arab man's robe, but a customer gave it to him. He thought it was ugly and asked a tailor to modify it. Maybe some local elements were added to it.

This warm-up move instantly made the fat man like Pi Ruan.

I think it's true that you can't judge a person by his appearance. Although this guy looks like a guide and nods and bows as soon as he comes in, he seems to be a very easy-going person.

However, this good impression only lasted until someone spoke up-

"If his girlfriend dies, he has to wear red." Jiang Cheng took a sip of red sugar water and said very calmly.