Nightmare Assault

Chapter 171: Division

Fatty didn’t seem to understand the Doctor. He looked at the latter with confusion. When he finally reacted, he felt like cracking open. “What?” Fatty let slip.

“Alright. I still have something to do, so I’ll go now.” Jiang Cheng hurriedly escaped from the bedroom. Fatty was left behind with a beauty in the qipao.

“Wait.” The calm voice said. Jiang Cheng hurriedly pushed open the bedroom door but he instantly froze. He unwillingly turned around to look at the beauty. Fatty was also observing her, but he didn’t dare to look at her directly, only from the side of his eyes. His throat moved.

The woman stood beside Jiang Cheng’s old mattress. Her frost-like face suddenly melted with a smile. “Join me.” Fatty, who heard that, felt his cheeks burn. His heart jumped faster than drums.

Jiang Cheng hesitated a long time at the door. In the end, he walked back unwillingly. The woman watched him. The brightness in his eyes made spring even pale in colour. Fatty was stunned. However, to Fatty’s confusion, the Doctor didn’t look happy, but he looked like he was about to be executed. Perhaps… Jiang Cheng didn’t like to be forced.

If not… Then, the Doctor… His pupils trembled, and he was reminded of the stamina issue the Doctor often mentioned. Could that be a sign of boasting to hide one’s weaknesses?

With that thought in mind, Fatty started to pity the Doctor. Before Fatty could figure it out, Jiang Cheng stopped beside him. After taking a deep breath, he told the woman, “My body is not good lately,” He added, “Take it easy.”

The woman smiled brighter, “I’ll try.”

Fatty felt his blood boil. However, the next second, Fatty’s blood chilled. The woman in the qipao didn’t even look at him and chopped Fatty’s neck with her hand. Fatty’s eyes darkened, and he forgot about everything. Jiang Cheng looked at Fatty, who landed on the mattress with a thud, and he tutted.

The woman stared at Jiang Cheng. Her eyes glowed with charm. With the dim environment and the woman’s figure-hugging qipao, Jiang Cheng… felt nothing in his heart.

The woman stared at him and shrugged with disinterest. She raised her hand again.

“Wait!” Jiang Cheng made a pause gesture with his hands.

The woman really stopped. Then, she put her hand down. She looked at Jiang Cheng as if waiting for him to speak his mind. Jiang Cheng turned his neck to the right side and sighed, “This side is better.”

The next second, he also fell on the mattress… Right on top of Fatty.

The next morning, Jiang Cheng was woken up by a blood-curdling scream. The voice entered his left ear and exited his right, shattering his brain. The thing that entered Jiang Cheng’s eyes was a naked Fatty. The latter covered his fair skin and looked at Jiang Cheng in fear.

If Fatty weren’t Fatty, based on the normal script, Jiang Cheng would be pulling over the pillow to lay on it. He’d light a cigarette and then said slowly, “Things have already happened…” However, this was not a script. It was the reality. Therefore, Jiang Cheng shot Fatty a harsh look. The latter astutely shut his mouth.

Jiang Cheng was in the same state of undress. However, he had the blanket wrapped around him so he didn’t look so exposed.

“Clean up.” Jiang Cheng ordered normally, “Put on your clothes and get out of my bed.”

Fatty looked at him like he deserved an explanation after the thing that had happened to him.

The room was chilly, so Fatty rushed to put on his clothes. When he was almost dressed, Jiang Cheng got up. As Jiang Cheng pulled off the blanket, Fatty’s eyes focused. He saw a qipao inside the mattress! It was the one worn by the beauty yesterday!

Jiang Cheng didn’t care about it. He rolled up the qipao and tossed it into the clothes basket at the side. Fatty stood on tip-toe and saw many similar qipaos inside the basket. Fatty suddenly remembered cellular division in biology. He disagreed with his biology teacher, who said that only cells could commit cellular division. After all, he felt like he had split open and divided at that moment.

The next second, Jiang Cheng, who was dressed, pulled him back to reality, “Don’t overthink it. Nothing you see is real.” He paused, “That is how I console myself. Then, you’ll get used to it.”

Fatty widened his eyes, “Does she treat you like this often?”

Jiang Cheng thought about it, “Not that often. About once every month. Normally, it’s when she comes to check the accounts at the end of the month. If she discovers anything unusual, this will happen.

“Then, she’ll use the opportunity to rummage through the office to see where I’ve hidden the stuff.”

Fatty, “???”

“Alright,” Jiang Cheng looked at Fatty, “If you have the free time, take care of yourself.”

Fatty frowned with confusion.

Jiang Cheng pointed at his neck and asked, “Does it not hurt?”

The question reactivated the pain receptors in Fatty. He reached for his neck and realised it was swollen. It was so swollen that he couldn’t even turn his neck. He had gotten a stiff neck from bad sleeping posture before, but this was much worse. It was so painful that Fatty groaned continuously.

One of their necks was titled to the left and the other to the right. They helped each other down the stairs. Each step was torture.

After they reached downstairs, Jiang Cheng abandoned Fatty and walked into the kitchen. Then, he came out with a large bag. He turned over the bag, and the boxes of medicine tumbled out. Fatty instantly recognised this as the Doctor’s stockpile.

Jiang Cheng accurately pulled out an anti-inflammatory patch from the pile. He opened the package and stuck it on Fatty’s neck.

The refreshing scent of mint spread out. Fatty instantly felt better. Jiang Cheng stared at Fatty for a moment and then unwillingly opened another pack. The reason was that one patch was not enough to cover Fatty’s neck.

“Doctor,” Fatty unwound on the couch and moaned with comfort, “Aren’t you going to use one?”

“I’ll wait.” Jiang Cheng cleaned up the pile of medicine. “The medicine that hasn’t expired is in another bag.”