MTL - Quick Transmigration: I’m Almost Dead-Chapter 129 Hello Director (3)

After Chen finished the sentence, his head changed his angle to the neck, waiting for the so-called long story, he wanted to know how long it could be.

The eyes of the script were slightly stunned and motionless.

Chen shouted again, "Hey Director?"

The script is still like that, and it will be ready.

Chen Zai, "..."

He looked at the phone and waited to go to the cafeteria to eat Dongpo elbow.

"Doctor Chen."

When he heard the sound in his ear, Chen brushed his head again. "You said, Director."

The script has not moved.

Chen has come up with a very high professional quality. "You can rest assured that you are out of this door. I will not disclose the patient's condition to whom."

The book was a little laughed.

Chen made an inexplicable fight.

"I couldn't stand it before, and I hardened it a few times in the last day."

The tone of the script is not fast or slow, and there is no such thing as a slight embarrassment. It seems to be talking about other people’s affairs. It has nothing to do with him. "Does Dr. Chen know what is the reason?"

Chen is a bit awkward.

The amount of information is so great that this person has not been raised in the past, and now he is holding up one day.

There are problems in the past and the present, and there is still no fixed number in the future. It is very poor.

Chen has more sympathy in his eyes. He remembers that the information he has mastered does not mention this embarrassment, and he does not know what is going on.

He asked the system, "Is there a small bug?"

The system says, "No."

Chen snorted and said, "How do I feel that you are gnashing your teeth?"

The system says, "illusion."

Chen was shocked again. "I have a big slot. There is a sneer in my head. You are laughing, it must be you!"

The system says, "I am data."

Chen Zai, "...OK, that is my hallucination."

The brain is so messy and broken.

He went to see the man, "Hey, can you elaborate on it?"

The book is on the forehead. "I can harden for a long time every time, I am very upset."

I am also very upset, you let me think about it, Chen and Zhang pull the hair, "Hey, what do you think about what is specified, or who is the designated person? Or for no reason, anytime, anywhere?"

The script says, "Only one person."

Oh, I understand, that person was sent by God to save your children. Chen’s eyes swept to one place. He swallowed his mouth, not a child, but a big friend.

The book is smirking, and the light is dark and unclear. "Look, I am hard now."

Chen continues to swallow, what do you mean? I don't understand.

A book called for help, "This is the fourth time today, Dr. Chen, you help me."

How can I help you, I have some of you, I don’t have any of you, Chen is clear and clear, "Hey, hey director..."

"This, I think that your immediate priority is to solve it, and we will talk about it."

The book sighs, "Can't solve it."

Chen’s acting and IQ are falling out of the ground. “Why?”

The book looked at him and said that it was nothing special. "I don't know."

Chen’s eyebrows are knotted. “You can try to find someone who can make you hard. If you see it, there will be a solution.”

The book was laughing, and the peach blossoms were in full bloom. "So I came to see Dr. Chen."

Chen is also forced.

The book stood up from the seat, and the hand leaned over the table and said in a serious tone. "Doctor Chen, you can help me check what is going on."

Said, the script went to the back of the curtain.

Chen is in the chair, is he wrong? The meaning of the book before and after, is it only hard for him?

"When did I get so strong? Why didn't I know..."

Chen asked the system nervously what he was going to do.

The system said, "Pray."

Chen rolled his eyes again. He pinched his ten fingers. He might have to use them later, and he was arguing. He would finish the work early and go to dinner.

After some construction in my heart, Chen opened the curtain again. Unexpectedly, it seemed to be unexpected. He saw the legendary king of birds.

At this moment, Chen couldn't help but think that after many years, he would remember today, remembering this plain ordinary evening, remembering the heroic appearance of the bird king.

Chen did not know what he was.

The book is seen in the eye.

Surprise, excitement, excitement, eagerness, shyness... Those emotions are all smashed and applied to the face of the youth.

Chen suddenly realized that there was a sense of crisis, and it was fierce. The air around him exploded, and the sizzling sounded.

He stepped back, "Hey, you...you...what are you doing? This is...the trough! You||he||mother|| give the old man a hand! Ah-"

Chen and the gecko were crushed on the wall, and the script was exhaled in his ear. "Doctor Chen, do you usually check the patient like this?"

"You let me go first."

Chen’s hands were back-cut, and he gnashed his teeth. “Hey, don’t bring this play!”

"How do you play it?" The book licked his ear. "So?"

Chen Zai, "..."

The trough is lying in the trough, what is wrong with this, why is the target becoming this ghost?

He is scared of urine.

"Hey, Director, I see that you are in good health and there are no problems. Really, you can go."

"How can there be no problem?"

The hot breath of the book was sprayed on the neck of the youth. He sighed. "Doctor Chen, you are not careful enough."

Chen is crying again. He doesn't understand anything. This situation will not be dealt with at all.

"I am a man, you need it, I can't help you."

The book shook his head and said, "Doctor Chen’s memory is not so good. If I say it outside, are you left ear and right ear?"

"No, Director, I am not familiar with you... Ah, it hurts, and you are yours..."

Chen’s neck was bitten and it was super painful. He wanted to beat people. “Hey, Director, this is the hospital. You spread it like this, and the impact is not good.”

The book scented his breath, "Doctor Chen said."

Chen reluctantly, and he heard the man say, "That can only be wronged by Dr. Chen."

The next moment, his mouth was caught by a palm.

The man's breathing is very heavy, such as the same behemoth, looking at the prey of his mouth, thinking about whether to eat hands, arms, or legs.

The back neck is kissed, it is the kind of force that 啃||food, Chen can not call out, the tears of painful tears, this person is too annoying.

He was dizzy, he seemed to hear the man shouting over and over again, meditating, whispering, "Little liar."

Hey, it turned out to be the wrong person.

Chen’s back was heavy, and the man fell up and did not move.

At the same time, the hand on the mouth hangs down weakly.

Chen felt that he was not right, regardless of the back neck and neck of the quick delamination. He turned his head back. "Hey Director? Don't play."

The man did not respond.

Chen put his hand to the back and pushed it. He slammed and the man fell to the ground.

"..."

Chen’s brain was blank for a long time. He knelt down and called a few times and went to shoot the man’s cheek.

"Hey, wake up."

The man’s brow is locked and unconscious.

Chen also mischievously poked his nose with his fingers, and went up, turning into pigs in minutes.

"Fuck, I have no complaints with you, you want to kill me!"

Even if you are pro, it’s so embarrassing.

Surprisingly, this person is obviously bullying him, and he has a gentle illusion.

Chen pulled the man up too, too heavy, just like a dead pig.

It took him a lot of work to get people into the bed, tired and sweaty.

"444, what is the goal?"

The system asked, "What?"

Chen added, "He suddenly started to kiss me. If it was suddenly fainted, I am now being shackled and not far from death."

The system is silent.

Chen is very panicked. "You talk."

The system said, "There is a loophole in the data, which is more troublesome."

Chen quickly asked, "Does it not affect my mission?"

The system says, "All hosts will be affected by large and small."

Chen whimpered, "Don't say anything, promise me, hurry to fix the loopholes?"

The system said, "It is already being processed."

After that, there is no more.

Chen saw that the man was breathing evenly and was asleep. It was estimated that he could not wake up for a while. He shook the white coat and shrank his neck.

After work, the corridor was quiet, not even a personal photo.

Chen went to the corner and went back without worry. When he wanted to open the door, he paused, forget it, or tell the surgeon.

He was a little bit guilty. When a man pressed him, he was crazy, as if he was punishing a disobedient child.

At that time, Chen couldn’t tell what he felt, and he knew his own fart|| shares could not be saved.

Not long after, several people came to the surgery, Jiang Meiren also, they saw the director lying in bed, very surprised.

Chen added, "The director came to talk to me. We talked and said, he was unconscious and didn't know what was going on."

He will only study birds, people will be unconscious, and it is not clear where the body is going wrong.

Jiang Meiren shouted in the past, "Director?"

She frowned, followed by several other people who took the script.

Chen breathed a sigh of relief, OK, nothing.

The episode was made, and Chen did not have the heart to eat Dongpo's elbow. He just took some food and absent-mindedly finished eating back to the dormitory.

In the general cleaning, Dr. Zhou has already swept a lot of cockroaches from the small corners of the dormitory. It seems that he has to get rid of the generations of 蟑螂.

Chen took a chair and sat. "Doctor Zhou, are you okay?"

"never mind."

Dr. Zhou took the broom and swept it under the bed to sweep out a lot of dirty things.

"Dr. Chen, my temper is not so good these days. If there is something wrong, please forgive me."

Chen said that there is nothing, he said, "The past is the past, and Dr. Zhou can figure it out. This is a good thing."

Dr. Zhou turned his head and he asked strangely, "Dr. Chen, what are you doing with your neck?"

Chen added, "It's so cold."

Dr. Zhou is even more weird. "Cold?"

Chen added, "Cold, too cold, I feel that cold air is coming."

Dr. Zhou, who is sweaty, "..."

Chen shrank his neck and narrowed his neck to the bathroom. He stood up straight and let his neck and shoulders return to their original distance.

There are a trace of |暧||昧| on the neck of the young man in the mirror. Many of them are blood marks, and they are terrible.

Chen broke his mouth, and he found that he couldn’t cover those marks anyway.

After rubbing the book in the bathroom several times, Chen shrank his neck and went out. "Doctor Zhou, do you have a turtleneck sweater that you don't wear?"

Dr. Zhou said, "You wait, I will find it."

He went to the closet and pulled out a dark blue sweater from inside. "I bought it at the time, I didn't pass it all at once. It has been put for a few years. It tastes a bit and the style is old. Dr. Chen doesn't mind. If you can, wear it."

I don't mind if I don't mind, I don't mind at all. Chen is almost in tears. He has to change the sweater.

The neck is covered, but it is so hot.

And the sweater is still slim, close to the neck and chest.

Chen breathed again, like an oxygen-deficient fish, and had a nightmare all night.

He dreamed of a big monster, madly chasing him running, the monster also carrying a super invincible huge bird, the feathers are red, very arrogant.

Chen was overwhelmed by the monster, and the bird flew up to eat him.

The next day, Chen and Dr. Zhou met with a group of people in the first floor lobby.

He knew at a glance that the madman had lost his memory.

Dr. Zhou greeted him, "Hey, Director."

The script passed by them, and the footsteps kept going, and the long legs were kept under the white coat.

Chen’s mouth is pumping, which is really enough.

Today, Chen can rest for a long time. He plans to go to the city in the afternoon and ask Dr. Zhou if he wants to bring anything.

Dr. Zhou said, "If you go to the pedestrian street, you will bring me ten dollars with a small sugar-fried chestnut."

"Good." Chen thought of a few pots of ivy that he bought online. "Doctor Zhou, you can help me look back. I don't know how it is going to be a lot of leaves."

Dr. Zhou said.

Chen packed up and went out to the hospital. He was singing a song and killed one on the left.

Mom, what do you want to do?

Chen is still alert.

The book opened a pair of Chen’s sweater collars, and looked at the exposed marks with traces of horror. “Who is this?”

Chen rolled his eyes again. "A bastard."

The tone of the script is cold, "Is it Dr. Zhou?"

Chen Zai, "..."

The face of the script is terrible. "Is he forced, or are you willing?"

When it’s over, Chen is angry again. “Turn off your ass!”

Mom||Forcing, he is very skeptical now that there is a problem with the ruby ​​that day, it is the ghost of this person, not his own.

I don’t remember what I did, how awkward.

The fist of the script is pinched, and the forehead is violent. "What do you say?"

Chen is afraid of swallowing saliva, "Hey, I am only a colleague with you."

The embarrassing book suddenly laughed, and the laughter was creepy. "Can Dr. Chen tell me who made your neck?"

Chen can't control himself. "You just got it!"