Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 316: Ghost Face
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 238: Beep
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1158- Jumping into the river
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 937: The Eight Gates Banners
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1157- End of the street
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 10.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 612: Allowing It Once or Twice
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
“How come all your friends have horrible endings?” Jiang Cheng asked. He remembered Fatty mentioning his friends being run over by a car, being cheated on and jumping from a building. This was highly unusual.
“Doctor, don’t say that.” Fatty reached his arm out of the blanket to scratch his head embarrassedly. Then, he shoved his arm back under the blanket, “I have lost contact with some of my friends, so I have no idea how they are doing now.”
Jiang Cheng said seriously, “You better don’t reach out to them. You’ll find it hard to explain when you find out all of them are already dead.”
Fatty, “...”
After a few more sit-ups, Jiang Cheng stood up. He removed the tank top he wore, balled it back and threw it to the side. He looked thin, and he had defined abs and muscles. He was not like the gym rats who had bulging muscles, but he was well-proportioned.
Fatty looked at him until his eyes glowed. He was extremely envious. Jiang Cheng posed before the mirror and studied his body. He narrowed his eyes and then turned around to smack himself on his butt. Seeing how his butt bounced, he revealed a mysterious smile.
This reminded Fatty of what the Doctor said when they were in the school mission.
“Fatty,” The Doctor asked him, “Don’t you think I look like a lazy angel?”
Fatty felt like something was wrong with the Doctor. He seemed to be extremely satisfied with certain parts of his body.
A few minutes later, the Doctor received a call. Fatty noticed how excited he was. The Doctor kept nodding, and his eyes were practically glowing. Fatty rarely saw the Doctor like this. Most of the time, he was sedated and tired.
So far, only one person could elicit such a reaction from the Doctor. She was the Doctor’s boss and the true owner of this psychiatrist's office, Lin Wan Er. The Doctor was powerless before the beauty in the qipao. She dealt with Fatty alongside the Doctor. She even took his small change with her.
Could it really be her?
Just as Fatty tried to perk up his ears to eavesdrop, Jiang Cheng ended the call.
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