Chapter 99 I Think Therefore I Am

Her shoulder was pushed by a soft force, and Yu Wen, who was unprepared, fell backwards.

In her eyes, all movements seemed to be slowed down, and Jiang Cheng stood there silently, his smiling face hidden in the darkness, making it difficult to see clearly.

"No"

Her last voice came to an abrupt end accompanied by spitting out blood.

A cane pierced her heart.

from behind her.

She fell back into the mirror, and on the other side of the mirror, Zhen Jianren had been staring coldly for a long time.

Pulling out the crutch little by little, the life in Yu Wen's eyes quickly disappeared. After a few violent twitches, she finally let go of her clenched hands.

Yu Wen is dead.

Zhen Jianren also turned into a black wind and disappeared into the mirror.

The door began to make its final buzzing sound.

Jiang Cheng strode away.

Just a few seconds before the door was about to collapse, he stepped in.

After a familiar feeling of dizziness, he finally stood firm on his feet. What came into view was his office and a fat body.

"Doctor!" The fat man rushed over in surprise, "You scared me to death. You're about to open the door."

As soon as he looked in the direction of the door, the originally dark iron door suddenly cracked, and then slowly dissipated like dust.

Revealing the mundane wall behind it.

"Huh..." Jiang Cheng let out a big breath, looking very depressed.

The fat man probably guessed what was going on and comforted him: "Doctor, you have tried your best. Besides, that woman is not a good person at all."

Jiang Cheng waved his hand to stop what the fat man was going to say next, "Be careful, death is the most important thing. Even if Miss Yu is no longer alive, we should not slander others behind their backs."

"Doctor," the fat man said in surprise, "I didn't expect you to be such a person."

Jiang Cheng raised his eyes and looked out the window. The half-waning moon hung in the sky, and the scene instantly became a little sad.

"Fat man," Jiang Cheng spoke slowly: "No matter how strong or weak, origin, status, or experience the people in the nightmare are, in the final analysis they are all pitiful people. We are all just duckweeds and rootless trees in a troubled world. . You can’t guess the beginning and you can’t see the ending.”

"Help if you can. Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda," Jiang Cheng patted the fat man on the shoulder and said sincerely, "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

The fat man looked at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng didn't wait for the imaginary fat man's answer. He frowned and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"Doctor," the fat man opened his mouth and said, "I wish Brother Zhen Jianren could hear what you said."

"He can happily lift the lid of the coffin, then chop it into pieces and make soup for you."

Jiang Cheng made a "tsk" sound, tilted his head and stared at the fat man, and after a while he said, "Fat man, I think you have made great progress recently."

"Is there a doctor?" The fat man scratched his head in embarrassment and muttered in a low voice: "Actually, I feel a little bit."

"Yes," Jiang Cheng nodded, "You can go on your own next mission."

He turned around and went upstairs. There was a "dong-dong" sound of footsteps on the stairs. Just when the fat man came to his senses and asked Jiang Cheng for an explanation.

The latter's voice drifted faintly, "By the way, I forgot to tell you that Chen Yao is back with me and may stay at our house for a few days. You should be careful when going to the toilet at night. After all, there are differences between men and women."

Fatty: "???"

One minute later.

"Dong dong dong," the fat man hugged the quilt, stood in front of Jiangcheng's bedroom door, and asked in a low voice, "Doctor, are you asleep?"

"No."

"That's great," Fatty swallowed and asked, "If you can't sleep, I can stay with you."

"You should save your strength to accompany Chen Yao," Jiang Cheng's groan came from inside, "It's not easy for her to be alone for so many years."

That night, Fatty fell asleep in extreme panic.

In the dream, he dreamed that Chen Yao came to break his neck, but luckily he was repelled by a man in black.

The fat man burst into tears of gratitude to the man in black, but he didn't expect that the man in black would also pounce on him in the next second, breaking his own neck with the same movement and shouting: His neck only belongs to me.

The man in black has the face of a doctor.

Fatty woke up at five o'clock in the morning.

In a daze, he prepared to cook a pot of red dates and barley porridge in order to ease the relationship with Jiang Cheng.

He remembered that Jiang Cheng had mentioned that he was going through puberty recently, so he simply gave him some supplements.

There were still some vegetables left from the vegetables he bought last time. The fat man first rinsed his face with cold water to cheer himself up, and then used the dull fruit knife to cut the vegetables into strips.

Mix it with soy sauce, vinegar or something and use it as a side dish for porridge.

In fact, there were a few packs of pickled mustard in the refrigerator, but Fatty felt it was not nutritious, and judging from Jiang Cheng's appearance, he had been dealing with eating this kind of stuff for a long time.

The fat man thought he was quite pitiful.

The profession that Jiang Cheng engaged in was definitely high-end in Fatty's opinion, and he originally thought that the former's economic conditions would be very good.

But after getting along with them for a while, I found that they were far from being well-off. It would be no exaggeration to say that they were struggling to make ends meet.

Jiang Cheng once accidentally mentioned that before he met Fatty, he only ate two meals a day.

"How about making pork ribs for the doctor for lunch?" Fatty thought to himself, "He seemed to like eating it last time."

Well, although doctors never seem to be picky eaters.

Most of the recent meals were paid for by the fat man out of his own pocket. Jiang Cheng just asked symbolically, then reluctantly took out a few crumpled 10-yuan notes and told the fat man to save some money.

But when the fat man arrived at the market and paid, he found that only the first and last notes were 10 yuan, and the notes in between were 5 yuan and 1 yuan.

The most annoying thing was that one of the two 10 yuan notes was fake! !

Although the fat man explained again and again, the butcher lady still watched him leave with a complex look of "you are a liar, shame on liars, I don't want to see you again" and so on.

After calculating the time for the porridge to be ready, the fat man took the basket and set off.

The basket was taken out of the kitchen.

He didn't understand why Jiang Cheng never cooked.

The vegetables in the morning market were fresh and cheap, so the fat man deliberately took a long detour to avoid the lady who sold ribs last time.

It was embarrassing to run into her.

After buying the ribs, passing by the fish seller, the fat man picked another fish that looked fresh and prepared to make soup for the doctor in the evening.

He wandered around for a long time, waiting for the fish to die.

If the fish dies, it is dead, and the price is much cheaper.

The fish seller was also stubborn, and he would sell the fish as alive unless it dies.

The fat man squatted nearby, poking the fish from time to time, until the last time, the fish was completely motionless.

The boss, who had the standard bald head of a senior programmer and walked around in a rubber jacket, was packing fish for the fat man while mumbling unhappily, saying that the fish might have been stabbed to death by the fat man, or if it wasn't stabbed to death, it must have been angered to death by him.