Nightmare Attack

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Half the steps have been taken.

With a bit of hindsight, Fatty's whole body instantly froze in place.

Yes, if you don’t notice the newspaper placed next to your body and fall asleep normally, what will happen after that?

He might be like Jiangcheng last night.

Was involved in a nightmare.

Then... he will die.

Become the dead fat man in Jiangcheng's mouth.

The folded bag in his hand fell on the ground with a "click", and the half bottle of ice black tea inside rolled out of it, grunting until it hit the wall with a "boom" sound.

"Doctor...Doctor..."

The blood on his face faded completely, and he turned his head tremblingly, only to find that the bedroom door had been closed, and the post-it notes on the door handle had disappeared.

A few seconds later, the doctor's voice came from inside the door, "Don't disturb me tomorrow morning." His voice was dull, as if the whole person was buried in a quilt.

"Before 11 o'clock, I want to see the ribs on the table," he continued: "There are also mashed garlic, aged vinegar, seafood soy sauce...The chopped green onion must be oiled."

......

The fat man behaved better than Jiang Cheng said. After he woke up in the morning, he moved his body slowly, almost making no sound.

The steps when going down the stairs are also very light.

I went to the morning market and bought a few fresh yams. After peeling off the skin, cut them into sections, put them in a pot, and stew them with the cleaned ribs.

He also bought some small cucumbers that were not as thick as his fingers, and pickled them with some salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and so on. When the doctor woke up, they could serve as a cold dish.

The ribs were put into the pot at 8 o'clock, the fat man calculated the time, and it was just right to wake Jiang Cheng at 10:50.

During the rest of the time, he began to clean up.

Wearing rubber gloves, he started from Jiangcheng's office, office desks, chairs, and computers...The fat man raised Jiangcheng's keyboard and frowned.

There are two large rolls of toilet paper in the only unlocked drawer.

He cleaned very carefully, and didn't let go of some corners.

He has done housekeeping and knows a little about decoration, so these things are not difficult for him, just take some time.

Just as he was squatting on the ground, holding a disinfectant spray in one hand, and a rag in the other, struggling with stubborn stains, there was a sound of "puff" footsteps from the stairs.

As soon as the fat man raised his head, Jiang Cheng turned around.

"Doctor," the fat man greeted enthusiastically, "you got up early, now it's just over 10 o'clock, and the ribs are not ready yet."

Jiang Cheng didn't seem to wake up yet, and his eyelids didn't lift up. Like a zombie, he swayed into the bathroom next to the stairs.

Before long, the sound of washing was heard inside.

After a while, the sound of water that was so refreshing to listen to, Jiang Cheng slowly said: "It's okay, I can wait for a while."

"Thank you doctor."

Jiang Cheng's chaotic state did not change until the first bite of ribs.

Because the stewing time is relatively long, the meat on the ribs fell off with a light stroke of chopsticks. Jiang Cheng clamped a large piece of meat, then stuffed it into the dipping bowl, rolled it a few times, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The fat man served Jiangcheng pork ribs soup while reminding him: "Be careful to scald the doctor." He paused, and added: "You don't need to be in a hurry, no one will grab you."

A pot of ribs was almost solved by Jiang Cheng in less than half an hour. After the meal, the fat man went to the kitchen to wash the pot and wash the dishes. Jiang Cheng leaned on the sofa to pick his teeth.

"Fatty," Jiang Cheng squinted his eyes very comfortably, "you won't be busy for a while."

The sound of water in the kitchen gradually decreased.

"You're not busy with the doctor," the fat man dried his hands with a towel, turned his head and replied, "Are you okay?"

"Come with me out this afternoon."

"I know the doctor."

When he went out in the afternoon, Jiang Cheng tidied himself up properly. He had a face that a rich woman liked. At first glance, it gives people the illusion that the industry elite is young and promising.

"Doctor," the fat man standing in front of the door lowered his head and stared at the toe of the shoe, plucking up courage, and hesitatingly said, "Look...Do I need to clean up..."

"I'm going to meet the client, not the rich woman," Jiang Cheng straightened his tie and cut off the fat man's thoughts.

When the two of them stood on the street, the fat man had another difficulty. He originally thought that his employer would send a car to pick him up. The worst thing was to take a taxi, but Jiang Cheng directly took him to the bus stop.

The fat man pursed his lips, and said after a while: "Doctor, shall we...take the bus?"

"uh-huh!"

"But..." The fat man continued: "Did you bring your change, doctor? I ran out of change."

When it came to the question of money, Jiang Cheng's gaze suddenly became a little deeper, but soon his gaze went around the fat man and noticed the corner on the side.

The fat man followed Jiang Cheng's line of sight and found an old man limping towards this side with a crutches.

The old man was wearing a torn sweater, dark red, and his collar was worn out.

Moreover, one of his legs might have been broken, and he was curled up in the corner in a very uncoordinated posture, his eyes were dull and muddy, and he was obviously blind.

The old man was holding a broken bowl, with a corner missing from the bowl, and piles of coins scattered in it.

It seems that this is his means of making a living.

Begging.

The people waiting for the bus along the way avoided as the old man moved. Only a few people dropped a one-dollar and five-cent coin in, and the coin hit the bottom of the bowl with a crisp sound.

Disgust that can't be hidden in everyone's eyes.

Pitiful......

The old man reminded the fat man of his grandfather, and his mood became heavy right now.

Soon, the old man approached the position of Fatty and Jiangcheng. He raised his head, held up the broken bowl with trembling hands, and said in a very pitiful tone: "Thank you, kind person, I have been three days... "

Just when the fat man was red with red eyes, he was about to give the old man a 5 yuan or 10 yuan banknote——

Next second.

In the fat man's shocked gaze, Jiang Cheng naturally stretched out his hand and pulled it back and forth in the broken bowl that was stretched out.

In the end, he picked out the two cleanest one-yuan coins and held them in his hands.

The old man was startled. Not only did he not feel that the bowl in his hand was sinking, but it was also lighter. He immediately realized what had happened.

His dirty face was slightly red with anger, and his other arm came over ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and grabbed Jiang Cheng's sleeve.

The mouth opened, revealing a black and yellow tooth.

Just when the fat man thought that Jiang Cheng would be scolded next, and was even beaten a few times by the old man, Jiang Cheng straightened up unhurriedly and slowly cleared his throat.

"cough."

It was this unremarkable sound that halted the blind old man's movements.

Immediately afterwards, the anger on his face quickly retreated, turning to a panic.

He seemed to recognize the person in front of him.

The hand holding the sleeve was immediately released, then concealed it, and buckled it on his broken bowl.

Finally, under the watchful eye of the fat man, he cursed and left.

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