Chapter 246 The Woman in the Cheongsam

The fat man didn't seem to understand what the doctor was saying, staring at him with a puzzled expression. After a few seconds, he finally realized what had happened, and he almost broke down.

"Holy shit!" the fat man blurted out, at a loss for words.

"Alright, I've got things to do," Jiang Cheng said, acting as if he was really in a hurry, and turned to walk towards the door.

He left behind a helpless fat man, and a cheongsam beauty.

"Wait."

A calm voice rang out, and Jiang Cheng, who had already hurriedly pushed open the bedroom door, immediately stopped. He then turned around reluctantly and looked at the cheongsam woman who had spoken.

The fat man was also observing the woman, but he didn't dare look directly, only stealing glances.

His throat couldn't help but roll.

The woman stood next to Jiang Cheng's broken mattress. Her face, as cold as frost, suddenly blossomed, the corners of her mouth slightly raised with a smile, and she said softly, "Let's do it together."

Hearing this, the fat man's face turned red, and his heart pounded faster than a drum.

Jiang Cheng stood by the door, hesitating for a long time. In the end, he walked over unwillingly. The cheongsam woman watched Jiang Cheng slowly approach, the brightness blooming in her eyes making the whole spring pale in comparison.

The fat man couldn't help but stare blankly.

But what the fat man couldn't understand was why the doctor didn't look happy at all, but instead had a solemn and righteous look as if he was going to the execution ground.

But after thinking about it, he was relieved. Perhaps this was the so-called forced melon is not sweet.

Or maybe... the doctor...

His pupils trembled slightly, and he suddenly recalled the physical problems that the doctor loved to mention.

Isn't there a saying that the more a person lacks something, the more they love to show it off? This is typical inferiority.

Thinking about it this way, the fat man felt a little sympathy for the doctor.

Before the fat man could finish his thoughts, Jiang Cheng returned to his side. After taking a deep breath, he looked at the cheongsam woman in front of him and said, "I haven't been feeling well lately." He paused and continued, "Be gentle."

The cheongsam woman smiled even more beautifully, "I'll try."

The fat man felt like the blood in his whole body was boiling.

But the next second, the fat man's blood cooled down again. The cheongsam woman didn't even look at him, and with a simple knifehand strike to the fat man's neck, everything went dark, and then he knew nothing.

Jiang Cheng glanced at the fat man who fell straight onto the mattress with a thud, and made an ambiguous sound, "Tsk."

The cheongsam woman stared at Jiang Cheng, her changing eyes covered with a hint of charm. Combined with the dim environment and the woman's looming curves, Jiang Cheng was...

Completely unmoved.

The cheongsam woman stared for a while, as if she found it boring, so she raised her hand again.

"Wait!"

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

The cheongsam woman really stopped, then lowered 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, "Do the other side."

The next second, he also fell onto the mattress.

And he was lying right on top of the fat man.

The next morning, Jiang Cheng was awakened by a scream comparable to the sound of a pig being slaughtered. The sound entered from his left ear, exited from his right ear, and cut through his entire brain horizontally.

Opening his eyes, what appeared in front of Jiang Cheng was a bald fat man.

He covered the trembling white flesh on his body, and looked at Jiang Cheng with a pair of terrified eyes.

If you ignore the fact that he's a fat man, and the lush leg hair that looks like he's wearing fur pants, according to the plot, it should be his turn to pick up the pillow, then lean comfortably on it, then light a cigarette, squint and take a puff, and slowly exhale, "Things have already come to this..."

But this is not a cheesy script, this is reality, so Jiang Cheng directly glared at the fat man, who immediately closed his mouth knowingly.

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

"Clean up," Jiang Cheng said as if he was used to it, "Put on your clothes, get up."

The fat man stared at him with an expression that said, "It's come to this, aren't you going to give me an explanation?"

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

He saw a cheongsam in the quilt.

It was the cheongsam the beauty was wearing yesterday!!

Jiang Cheng didn't care, rolled up the cheongsam, and threw it into the laundry basket on the side. The fat man tiptoed and took a look. There were many similar cheongsams inside.

At this time, the fat man thought of the cell division he learned in junior high school biology. He felt that there was something wrong with what the chubby female teacher with glasses said at the time.

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

He was completely broken.

The next second, Jiang Cheng, who was already dressed, pulled him back to reality, "Don't think so much, everything you saw is not real," he paused and continued, "I comforted myself like this the first time, and then I got used to it."

Get used to it...

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

Jiang Cheng thought for a while and replied, "Not often, about once a month. Usually it's when she's checking the accounts at the end of the month. If she finds anything abnormal, she'll do this."

"And then take the opportunity to turn the studio upside down to look for money, to see if I've hidden it anywhere."

Fat man: "???"

"Okay," Jiang Cheng looked at the fat man, "Instead of this, you should be more concerned about yourself."

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 sore spot, and his neck immediately started to ache like crazy. He touched it with his hand, and his neck was actually crooked, and it was so swollen that he couldn't turn it back at all.

He had a stiff neck before because of his bad sleeping posture, but this feeling was much more painful than a stiff neck.

The pain made the fat man groan.

One of them had a neck crooked to the left, and the other had a neck crooked to the right. Then they supported each other and went downstairs, every step was an ordeal.

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

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

The fat man immediately recognized them as those the doctor had hoarded before.

Then he accurately took out a box of cooling pain relief patches from the mountain of boxes.

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

A cool mint scent spread out, and the fat man felt like he was getting better.

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

"Doctor," the fat man said, paralyzed on the sofa, making a comfortable moan, "Aren't you going to put one on?"

"I'll do it later," Jiang Cheng said, tidying up the medicines on the table without raising his head, "The ones that haven't expired are in the other bag."