Chapter 171 Split
"Okay, no more talking, let's go down first." Jiang Cheng seemed to be really anxious, grabbed the fat man, turned around and walked towards the door.
“Wait.”
A dull voice sounded. Jiang Cheng had already hurriedly opened the bedroom door, but he stopped immediately.
Then he turned around 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, so he could only squint secretly.
The woman stood next to Jiang Cheng's broken mattress, her face as cold as frost suddenly bloomed, and the corners of her smiling mouth slightly raised, staring at Jiang Cheng's face, she said softly: "He can "Go, you stay."
Hearing this, the fat man blushed, and his heart beat louder than a drum, as if he had foreseen that the doctor and this woman were going to talk later. big business.
Jiang Cheng stood by the door, hesitating for a long time, and finally came over reluctantly.
But what the fat man couldn't understand was why the doctor not only looked unhappy, but also looked as if he was going to the execution ground.
But after thinking about it, he felt relieved. Maybe this was the so-called strong-willed melon.
Or it was the doctor
His pupils trembled slightly, and he suddenly recalled the doctor's favorite mention of physical strength, such as 30 seconds is enough.
Isn’t there a saying that the more people lack something, the more they like to show off. This is a typical example of low self-esteem.
Thinking about it this way, the fat man started to sympathize with the doctor again.
But the next second, he caught a glimpse of the cheongsam woman moving from the corner of his eye, and then his vision went dark, and he didn't know anything anymore.
When Fatty woke up the next day, he found that he was sleeping on the sofa downstairs. His head was very dizzy and his vision seemed to be covered with a layer of fog.
After waiting for a long time, as the memories of last night emerged in his mind bit by bit, the fat man suddenly thought of the beauty in the cheongsam and the doctor.
They are not downstairs.
It seems they slept in the bedroom upstairs last night.
The fat man swallowed subconsciously, and countless mosaics flashed through his mind.
Standing in front of the stairs, he listened for a while, but didn't hear anything special. He was too embarrassed to go up directly, so he coughed hard several times.
Still no movement.
Could it be that the woman has left?
The fat man frowned, turned and walked towards the door, opened the door, and came outside the studio door. Sure enough, the sports car originally parked in front of the door was gone.
"Doctor." The fat man shouted as he walked upstairs confidently and boldly, "Doctor, how are you? Are you awake?"
When he came upstairs, the bedroom door was open, and Jiang Cheng just got out of bed. Sitting up on the mat, it looked like he was in the same state as when he first woke up.
Moreover, the doctor was wearing nothing on his upper body and it was not clear what was underneath because he was covered with a quilt.
But what really caught Fatty's eye was the light-colored cheongsam underneath the quilt.
He recognized it at a glance, it was the one worn by the cheongsam woman!
Jiang Cheng himself had almost stripped off, but he was still covered with a quilt, so he didn't look so embarrassed.
Jiang Cheng didn't seem to care much. He rolled up the cheongsam and threw it into the clothes basket on the side.
The fat man stood on tiptoe and took a look. There were many similar cheongsams inside.
At this moment, Fatty remembered the cell division he learned in junior high school biology. He felt that the fat female teacher wearing glasses at that time was wrong.
It’s not just cells that can divide. It turns out that people can too.
He was completely torn apart.
The next second, Jiang Cheng, who had already put on his clothes, brought him back to reality. "Don't think so much. Everything you see is not true." He paused and continued: "We Nothing happened in the meantime.”
The fat man’s eyes widened with disbelief written all over his face.
Jiang Cheng pointed to the side of his neck, which was slightly swollen, a bit like a stiff neck. "She made me unconscious, but it was just a fainting. Don't think about the subsequent plot."
"Same for you." Jiang Cheng pointed at the fat man's neck and said.
The fat man didn't react for a while, and subconsciously asked: "Why did she do that?"
And what was even more confusing to him was that the doctor seemed to be used to it.
Jiang Cheng thought for a while and replied: "Not often, about once a month."
"Usually when she checks the accounts at the end of the month, if she finds any abnormal discrepancies, she will come This time."
"Then I took the opportunity to look for money inside the studio to see if I had hidden it somewhere."
Even a fat man knows that this reason is completely untenable and quite unreasonable.
But after all, he is living under someone else’s roof, so it’s better to see through some things without saying anything.
He just thinks that the doctor and the woman have a simple employment relationship.
"Okay," Jiang Cheng looked at the fat man, knowing that he was making up the messy plot again, "you should pay more attention to yourself when you have time."
The fat man frowned in confusion. .
Jiang Cheng pointed to his crooked neck and asked, "Don't you feel any pain?"
This sentence seemed to tap the fat man's sore point, and his neck immediately began to hurt like a heartache.
When I touched it with my hand, I found that his neck was crooked and so swollen that it was impossible to turn it back.
He once had a stiff neck because of an awkward sleeping posture. This feeling was much more painful than a stiff neck.
The fat man groaned in pain.
The two of them tilted their necks to the left and the right, and then helped each other down the stairs. Every step down the stairs was painful.
After going downstairs, Jiang Cheng left the fat man behind, got into the kitchen alone, and then came out carrying a big bag.
After turning the bag upside down, dozens of boxes of medicine rolled out.
The fat man immediately recognized them, they were all from the previous doctor.
Then he accurately pulled out a box of cooling analgesic patches from the pile of boxes.
After unpacking it, it was attached to the fat man's neck.
A refreshing mint smell spread, and Fatty felt that his whole body felt better.
Jiang Cheng stared at the fat man's sore spot for a while, then reluctantly took off another patch and put it on.
For no other reason, the fat man is too big and one patch is not enough.
"Doctor," the fat man lay paralyzed on the sofa, groaning comfortably, "won't you stick it?"
"I'll talk about it later," Jiang Cheng put away the medicines on the table and said without raising his head: "The unexpired ones are in another bag." I will open the next book today, and someone guessed the answer in the last issue correctly, so...< br>
(End of this chapter)