Chapter 171 Split

The fat man seemed to not understand what the doctor said, staring at the latter in confusion, until after a few seconds, he finally reacted and almost broke his throat.

"Fuck!" The fat man blurted out when he was at a loss for words.

"Okay, no more, I have something to do," Jiang Cheng seemed to be really anxious, and turned and walked towards the door.

Leaving behind a fat man at a loss, and a cheongsam beauty.

"Wait."

A flat voice sounded, Jiang Cheng had hurriedly pushed open the bedroom door, but still stopped immediately, then turned around very reluctantly and looked at the cheongsam woman who spoke.

The fat man was also observing the woman, but he didn't dare to look directly at her, so he could only secretly glance at her.

His throat couldn't stop rolling.

The woman stood next to Jiang Cheng's broken mattress, her frost-like cold face suddenly bloomed, the corners of her mouth with a smile slightly raised, and she said softly: "Let's go together."

Hearing this, the fat man's old face turned red, and his heart beat "boom boom boom" harder than beating a drum.

Jiang Cheng stood by the door, hesitated for a long time, and finally came over reluctantly. The cheongsam woman looked at Jiang Cheng walking slowly, and the brightness in her eyes made the whole spring pale in comparison.

The fat man couldn't help but stare.

But what the fat man couldn't understand was why the doctor looked unhappy, but looked like he was going to the execution ground.

But he changed his mind and felt relieved. This might be the so-called forced melon is not sweet.

Or maybe it was the doctor.

His pupils trembled slightly, and he suddenly recalled the physical strength problem that the doctor liked to mention the most.

There is a saying that the more a person lacks in a certain aspect, the more he likes to show off that aspect. This is a typical inferiority complex.

Thinking of this, the fat man felt a little sympathetic to the doctor.

Before the fat man finished thinking, Jiang Cheng came back to him. After taking a deep breath, he looked at the cheongsam woman in front of him and said, "I haven't been feeling well recently." He paused and continued, "Be gentle."

The cheongsam woman smiled more beautifully, "Try your best."

The fat man felt that his blood was boiling.

But the next second, the fat man's blood ran cold again. The cheongsam woman didn't even look at him. She just chopped the fat man's neck with a simple knife. The latter's eyes went black, and then he knew nothing.

Jiang Cheng glanced at the fat man who fell straight on the mattress with a plop, and made an incomprehensible sound, "Tsk."

The cheongsam woman stared at Jiang Cheng, and her changing eyes were covered with a touch of charm. With the dark environment and the looming curves on the woman's body, Jiang Cheng

had no waves in his heart.

The cheongsam woman stared for a while, as if she felt bored, so she raised her hand again.

"Wait!"

Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand and made a stop gesture.

The cheongsam woman really stopped, then put down her hand and looked at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, as if she was really waiting for him to continue.

Jiang Cheng tilted his neck, which was originally tilted to the left, to the right, and exhaled: "Change side."

The next second, he also fell on the mattress.

And he was lying on the fat man.

The next morning, Jiang Cheng was awakened by a scream that sounded like a pig being slaughtered. The sound entered from his left ear, went out from his right ear, and went through his entire brain.

When he opened his eyes, a bald fat man appeared in front of him.

He covered his white flesh that was still trembling, and looked at Jiang Cheng with a pair of horrified eyes.

If we ignore the fact that he was a fat man, and the lush leg hair that looked like he was wearing woolen pants, according to the plot, it should be his turn to hold up the pillow, then lean on it comfortably, then light a cigarette, take a puff with his eyes narrowed, and then slowly exhale, "Things have already been like this"

But this is not a clichéd script, this is reality, so Jiang Cheng directly gave the fat man a vicious look, and the latter immediately shut up.

Jiang Cheng himself was almost undressed, but he was still covered with a quilt, so he didn't look so embarrassed.

"Put on some clothes," Jiang Cheng said calmly, "Put on some clothes and get up."

The fat man looked at the latter with a look of "You're not going to give me an explanation now?"

The room was a little cold, so the fat man put on his clothes first. When he was almost dressed, Jiang Cheng got up. But the moment Jiang Cheng lifted the quilt, the fat man's eyes suddenly focused.

He saw a cheongsam in the quilt.

It was the one the cheongsam beauty wore yesterday!!

Jiang Cheng didn't care. He rolled up the cheongsam and threw it into the clothes basket on the side. The fat man stood on tiptoe to take a look. There were many similar cheongsams in it.

At this time, the fat man remembered the cell division he had learned in junior high school biology. He felt that the fat female teacher wearing glasses at that time was a little wrong.

It's not just cells that can divide, it turns out that people can also.

He was completely torn apart.

The next second, Jiang Cheng, who had already put on his clothes, pulled him back to reality, "Don't think too much, everything you see is not real," he paused and continued, "I comforted myself in this way the first time, and then I got used to it."

Habit

The fat man widened his eyes: "Does she often do this to you?"

Jiang Cheng thought about it and replied: "Not often, about once a month. Usually at the end of the month when she checks the accounts, if she finds any abnormal discrepancies, she will do this once."

"Then she took the opportunity to turn the studio upside down to find money to see if I hid it somewhere."

Fatty: "???"

"Okay," Jiang Cheng looked at the fat man, "You should take care of yourself more during this time."

The fat man frowned in confusion.

Jiang Cheng pointed to his crooked neck and asked, "Doesn't it hurt?"

This sentence seemed to hit the fat man's pain point. His neck immediately felt like it was piercing his heart. When he touched it with his hand, he found that his neck was crooked and swollen and couldn't turn back.

He had a stiff neck because of his indecent sleeping posture. This feeling was much more painful than a stiff neck.

The fat man groaned in pain.

One of their necks was crooked to the left and the other to the right. Then they supported each other and went downstairs. Every step down the stairs was torture.

After going downstairs, Jiang Cheng left the fat man and went into the kitchen alone. Then he came out with a big bag.

After turning the bag over, dozens of boxes of medicine rolled out of it.

The fat man immediately recognized it. They were all stored by the doctor before.

Then he accurately took out a box of cooling pain-relieving patches from the pile of boxes.

After unpacking, he stuck it on the fat man's neck.

A burst of cool mint smell spread, and the fat man felt that he was getting better.

Jiang Cheng stared at the fat man's sore spot for a while, then reluctantly opened another patch and put it on. There was no other reason, the fat man was too big and one patch was not enough.

"Doctor," the fat man slumped on the sofa, groaning comfortably, "Aren't you going to put it on?"

"I'll talk to you later," Jiang Cheng said without raising his head as he packed up the medicines on the table: "The ones that haven't expired are in another bag."