Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1298- First mission
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 392: Sad Future
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 999: One Versus Six
Zhan Yue
Chapter 688- Firestone Castle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 371 - Dragonblood Lizard; The Detection Spell Is Never Wrong
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 50.2
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 85: Paper Can Never Cover Fire
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 673: When the Rain Continues
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1296- Secret Realm reopen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 312: Night Guardian
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 391: Secret of the Underground Garage
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 998: The Might of Blood River
Zhan Yue
Chapter 687- Silver Dragon Queen's rage
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1295- Clone's ambition
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 370 - The Level 60 Area: Consuming Lands
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 672: Heart-to-Heart Talk
“Doctor,” After he saw Jiang Cheng finish the second bowl of rice, Fatty said, “You can slow down. No one is going to steal your food.”
Jiang Cheng poured himself a bowl of soup and gurgled it down. He then put down the bowls and wiped his lips with satisfaction. By then, Fatty had barely finished half of his first bowl.
Jiang Cheng asked with a concerned tone, “Why aren’t you eating?”
Fatty looked at the two pieces of potatoes and some leaves floating in the bowl and slowly put down his chopsticks. “Doctor, I’m on a diet.”
“Alright.” Jiang Cheng nodded. “I won’t tell you to eat anymore.”
After the meal, Fatty went to clean the dishes while Jiang Cheng sat at the office table. The typing noise showed his carefree nature. Fatty came back to sit on the couch after he was done with the dishes. As he dried his hands, he asked Jiang Cheng about his job. Jiang Cheng answered easily.
Fatty blinked in confusion, “Doctor, I saw a lot of medicine in the kitchen cabinets. Most of them are for physical wounds. There are also painkillers. Why do you keep so many of them?” Jiang Cheng looked very healthy. Fatty felt like he even ate more than he did. The medicine was clearly not for him.
To Fatty’s surprise, Jiang Cheng revealed a thoughtful look. Then, he went to the kitchen to grab a painkiller patch. Jiang Cheng opened the box and took a slip out. Then, he turned around to look at Fatty judgingly. He would lower his head to look at the patch too.
Fatty was befuddled by his action. He suddenly had a bad feeling. “Doctor,” he asked in panic, “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“No reason.” Jiang Cheng put away the patch and replaced the box. Then, he sat back down at his table like nothing happened.
Fatty thought about what had happened in the nightmare realm and shrugged.
The afternoon passed like that. Since there was no customer, Fatty cleaned up the office and then fell asleep on the couch. When he woke up, the sky was already dark. Fatty rubbed his eyes and realised that Jiang Cheng was gone. When he failed to find Jiang Cheng in the kitchen, he woke up instantly. The sky was dark. The nightmare might descend at any moment. Without Jiang Cheng, Fatty would definitely die in the nightmare realm.
“Doctor?” Fatty called out. There was no response. Fatty panicked. Just as he was about to go upstairs, the front door opened, and a lanky shadow fell in. Jiang Cheng entered the room with bags and then closed the door.
“Doctor!” Fatty said excitedly, like he had seen hope. “Where have you been?”
Jiang Cheng handed the bags to Fatty. Fatty saw that they were filled with medicine, the same kind he saw in the kitchen cabinets. “These are…”
“Medicine.” Jiang Cheng removed his jacket and said, “Put them in the cabinets you saw in the afternoon.”
“Doctor, why did you buy so much medicine?”
Jiang Cheng came to the shelf with the medical documents and pulled out a red document. As he flipped through it, he said, “They will come in handy in the future.”
Fatty was confused. There were only two of them, and neither of them was injured. Suddenly, Fatty thought about the scene in the bungalow. His legs chilled. He wondered if Jiang Cheng was a crazy kidnapper like the family from the bungalow. These medicines were prepared for him to prevent him from dying during torture. The more Fatty thought about it, the more confirmed he was regarding his hypothesis. Jiang Cheng was just acting all this time. No wonder he saw through the family’s conspiracy so easily. They were the same kind of people!
Just as he tried to figure out the way to escape…
Jiang Cheng’s voice floated over, “No one will be interested in trapping and detaining a fatty.”
Fatty whipped his head at Jiang Cheng. The man leaned against the table and flipped through his notes. He didn’t even raise his head. Jiang Cheng turned another page and said, “You can leave at any time. But I have to warn you. Once you leave that door, you are not coming back.”
“Can I really leave?” Hearing that, Fatty hesitated again. The man before him was definitely different from normal, but he didn’t seem like an evil person. A few seconds later, Fatty made his decision, “Doctor, I think I’ll stay. That way, we can look after each other.” He licked his lips and asked, “But can you tell me what the medicine is for?”
Jiang Cheng sighed as if having solved a problem. He put away the file and lifted his head to look at Fatty, his eyes asking if he wanted to know.
Fatty nodded consecutively.
Jiang Cheng pursed his lips. After a serious consideration, he said, “Okay. I’ll tell you, but you can’t tell anyone else. This is very important to me.”
Fatty was affected by Jiang Cheng’s words. He sat up straight and became serious, like he was taking an oath. He believed this had something to do with Jiang Cheng’s hidden illness. When facing Chen Xiaomeng, he mentioned only needing 30 seconds. Perhaps he was not lying.
Fatty suddenly pitied the handsome man before him. God was fair. Everyone had a pain hidden deep inside their heart. Jiang Cheng suddenly became willing to share his secrets.
Fatty then turned to Jiang Cheng with encouragement. “Doctor, I’m ready. You can start now.”
“Okay.” Jiang Cheng nodded. “The bandage is to tie you up. The medical bandage is to seal up your mouth to stop him from calling for help. The painkillers will help keep you awake during the torture. I have two boxes of adrenaline here. They are so hard to find and very pricey. I might not use them on you.” Jiang Cheng snapped his fingers like he had just thought of something. “Right. I also prepared some hallucinogens to put in your water. Wait for me. I’ll give them for you to drink.”
Fatty, “???”
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