Chapter 20 Doctor Jiang
Hearing the sound of coming downstairs, the fat man poked his head out of the kitchen, "Doctor, please sit down for a while, the meal will be ready soon."
Jiang Cheng was vague. He said "Yeah" and walked to the sofa to sit down. The experience of last night was sometimes clear and sometimes broken in his mind, giving him a faint headache.
He raised his head and found that the office seemed to have been renovated.
One side of the shelf that stored the patient's medical records was already showing signs of collapse, so Jiang Chengtu simply wrapped it with wide tape to deal with it.
Now the tape has been cleaned, two long nails have been nailed into the broken position for fixation, and the rust on the metal plywood of the shelf has also been removed.
The messy wires on the walls and overhead were also carefully separated and clearly fixed where they should belong.
A folding ladder was folded and leaned against the wall. Probably because it was worried about staining the wall, a piece of paper was stuffed in the middle for cushioning.
There was a piece of old newspaper thrown on the floor of the desk. On the newspaper were a hammer, a pair of blunt scissors, a roll of black insulating tape, and metal nails of different types.
It seems that this is the source of the jingling sound in the early morning.
"Doctor," the fat man's voice in the kitchen, accompanied by the sound of running water, seemed very lively and lively, "Do you like spicy food? I made onion-flavored pork ribs."
"Okay," Jiang Cheng shouted. The answer was, "But you should be careful not to put too much in it. I have been prone to acne during my recent puberty."
The fat man's movements obviously paused, but he quickly returned to normal.
Jiang Cheng was leaning on the sofa, and the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. After taking it out and taking a look, he swiped his finger to the right to answer the call.
"Dr. Jiang." A man's voice came from the other side of the microphone. He sounded very young, "Are you in the studio now?"
"Here."
"Then I'll go over now." The man said happily, "I'll be nearby, about half an hour."
"Okay." Jiang Cheng nodded and then hung up. Telephone.
The fat man happened to come out with a pot. The edge of the pot was very hot. He pulled some paper towels and wrapped them around the edge of the pot.
Even so, he walked over quickly. After putting the pot down, he couldn't help but retract his hand immediately. A few thick fingers were slightly red.
Realizing that Jiang Cheng was looking at him, the fat man sheepishly laughed "hehe" a few times and said that he couldn't find anything like a basin, so he had to settle for now.
“There are rags in the kitchen.” Jiang Cheng suddenly said.
The fat man was stunned for a moment, and it took him a few seconds to realize what he said was that his finger had been burned. At that moment, he couldn't help but feel a little moved, and said with tears in his eyes: "Doctor, thank you."
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Jiang Cheng stared at the tissue he had used, curled his lips and said: "Tissues cost nothing, and you use so many at once."
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Although he said that, the fat man's craftsmanship was indeed impeccable. Jiang Cheng ate most of the pot of ribs and two large bowls of rice by himself.
If the fat man hadn't quickly snatched the last piece of ribs with his quick eyesight, he might not even know what the food he cooked tasted like.
"How is it?" The fat man looked at Jiang Cheng expectantly, "Doctor, my craftsmanship is not bad, I learned it from the chef of Zuixian Tower, and I was his apprentice. ”
Jiang Cheng put down the bowl and smoked He took out a paper towel and wiped the grease stains from the roasted pork ribs with green onions at the corner of his mouth, "It's average." He burped abruptly, and after calming down, he continued: "But I think after all, you have been busy for so long, and I won't worry about you if I don't eat more. Sorry.”
The fat man couldn't hide his disappointment, silently put away the pot and dishes and returned to the kitchen.
Jiang Cheng looked at the tabletop in front of him that was so polished that it could almost reflect the figure of a person, and suddenly said: "Fat man?"
The voice in the kitchen paused, and after a while, the fat man's voice came out, " Doctor, are you calling me?”
“I have a client coming over in a moment” Jiang Cheng’s voice said. The voice was extremely calm, with a hint of unquestionable flavor, "That's why I need you"
The fat man breathed out, and replied after 10 seconds: "I understand, I will leave when I finish cleaning up." He paused Dun, "Anyway, I have to thank you, doctor, for helping me in my nightmare."
Not long after, the fat man wiped his hands and came out of the kitchen. Jiang Cheng leaned on the sofa and opened his eyes when he saw the fat man walking over.
The fat man took the work coat on the hanger and put it on again. Just when he was about to open his mouth to say something more, he was suddenly interrupted by Jiang Cheng. He said slowly: "There is a big supermarket nearby. The ingredients are very complete, and the most important thing is that they are cheap.”
The fat man frowned in confusion, as if he couldn’t understand the man in front of him.
"I want to eat stewed pork ribs tonight." Jiang Cheng said confidently, "Because stewing takes more time, I need you to go back quickly."
The confusion on the fat man's face gradually faded away. Excitement replaced him, and he repeatedly agreed: "Don't worry, doctor."
After a while, the fat man disappeared in front of Jiang Cheng like a gust of wind. Jiang Cheng stood up, walked to the case shelf, ran his fingers through the cases on it, and quickly took out one.
The word Hu Yan is written on the cover of the case.
Looking through the case, it records Hu Yan’s behavior here in detail. It even records Hu Yan’s movements of shaking her legs and her eyes looking in a certain direction many times during the communication, showing she was extremely vigilant.
The direction she was looking at was where the door was.
Hu Yan disappeared behind a door in her dream. According to her, her sister also disappeared. This is the same as Jiang Cheng's experience, but it is also different.
At least Hu Yan and her sister were able to convey the news about dreaming about a door. Her sister told Hu Yan on the phone, and Hu Yan told Jiang Cheng face to face, which means that they had no idea behind the door in their dream. Enter that door immediately.
But Jiangcheng is different, and so is Fatty. They entered the nightmare world the next second they dreamed of being behind the door.
When the knock on the door rang, Jiang Cheng was sitting at his desk. He was flipping through another case in his hand and said without raising his head: "Please come in."
The door was covered Pushing open, a very young man came in.
A full Armani suit, tortoiseshell-framed glasses, a shirt with a gold-plated collar, a blue and white striped tie, and a pair of brown leather shoes that made a brisk "dong-dong" sound when they hit the old floor.
"Dr. Jiang," the young man with his own aura destroyed everything with a smile. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. His hair was parted in the middle, just like the leading party in the Anti-Japanese War movie.
He bowed his waist slightly, with flattery written all over his face.
Jiang Cheng slowly put down the cases in his hands, then raised his head and glanced at him, "Pi Ruan, is this about your girlfriend?"
"Yes." The young man laughed along with him. , "I am worried to death about this matter. Why don't I come to see you again, Dr. Jiang?" (End of Chapter)