MTL - Quick Transmigration: I’m Almost Dead-Chapter 131 Hello Director (5)

The air pressure in the room is terrible.

Chen hugged himself and shivered. He simply lay down in the bed and rolled the quilt into a nest, which made it safe.

The man has been squatting on the phone, and the progress of the video has come to an end. He drags it back and looks at it again.

Videotape sound.

I read the book and said that I spoke strangely to the youth, very gentle smile, very gentle kiss him, care||touch him...

There was a sigh in the video. "Do you know, I like to lose you most?||Forbidden."

The facial muscles of the 阎书||肉肉, why didn’t he know that his brain was sick?

Personality split? This symptom is not too light.

The book is blind, so what part of his memory is lost, is another personality occupying his body?

I understand this first, but why another personality will be Chen...

If he remembers correctly, the other party will be in the male department after coming to the hospital, and he is not familiar with himself.

How is this going? Another personality||sex||To the problem, I am still in a relationship with my colleagues.

The book is a headache.

Chen has a pair of eyes, the director you look at hundreds of times, you are still in the video, you will not become another person.

I am not afraid to tell you that if I take a picture of the car and the restaurant yesterday, you will be scared.

This is me, that is me, I am, I am all me.

Think about it all crazy.

Chen is still in his heart, director, don't make me angry, otherwise I can make you doubt life.

The cell phone was smashed out, and the man who was staring at the bed was very heavy.

Chen was scared and shook. "You, you, what are you doing?"

He said in a crying voice, "Yesterday, you confessed to me and said that we are together, I promised."

"At night, you took me to the bar to drink. I drank too much. The rest of the things were taken. You read it twice. It’s clear, I didn’t force you, and I didn’t give you any medicine.”

The book slammed an information and asked, "When you drink too much, who did you shoot?"

It’s not good, I said that I’m leaking, and Chen is in a hurry. “You’ve been woken up in the middle.”

He said, "You also saw it, how terrible you are."

"I took this, I didn't want to give you any benefit, I was to give my first commemoration."

Chen added, "Hey, you asked me to call your name, this will not remember it?"

The script is strongly pressed against the temple, which is very painful.

Chen looked at him very uncomfortable, his face was blue, he got up from the quilt and climbed over and asked, "How are you? The head hurts? Is it because I didn't sleep enough last night?"

The script squeezes a word from the teeth, "roll."

Chen turned his face black. "What do you say? Let me roll?"

The book is condescending, and the eyes are covered with clouds.

Chen looked up again, and the mother forced him to be a tall man. He stood on the bed and looked down.

"Last night |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| is it?!"

The face of the book is blue, "What is your ghost? For fear that others don't know if two men have slept?"

Chen sucked his nose, didn't talk, **** || Stocks still hurt.

Really annoying.

This person has changed although it is weird, but not only has a knife, but also sugar. When there is no change, there is no fart.

I knew that I would give him a shelf for the director.

Chen sat down on the bed, so he showed up with a mark || trace||, ass, heroic and righteous, the mission progress is still zero.

This account is lost.

However, the edict that changed last night was very gentle. After all, Chen’s unkempt hair, regardless of the person on the side, went to the bathroom and brushed his face.

The edicts did not consciously go to see, the youth went to the bathroom, the back was white and thin, and the spine was a string of deep red marks that spread all the way to the tailbone.

Is this how much love can be made?

The book is stunned.

Thinking of something, his eyebrows wrinkled, and he touched the phone in the pants on the floor and dialed a number.

"President."

The dean asked, "What time is it, you only call, what happened last night, call you off, everyone is waiting for you."

The script is silent.

The dean seemed to knock on the table. "You are not listening, are you still awake or what?"

"As a doctor, no matter when, you can't make a joke about the patient's life and death."

The book screamed, "I had an accident on my side last night."

He did not elaborate and could not say it.

The dean did not ask any accidents. "The surgery that Xiao Wang took last night, you go back and say hello."

The book said, "Okay."

The dean asked strangely, "Where are you now? How can there be water? Don't tell me, you are not on the way to the hospital, people are still living?"

The book looked at the bathroom and closed the door in the past.

Chen inside was washing his face again. He heard the door closing. He moved his ears, quickly wiped the water off his face and slammed the door to eavesdrop.

The outside script ended the conversation with the dean and called Jiang Meiren. I asked the details of the surgery last night.

Chen saw that the voice was gone, and he opened the door.

The man stood at the window, the back is very Ling | | chaos.

Can understand.

I slept my colleague, but I don't know.

Evil door.

Chen felt that he might have drunk more water last night, all the way up, and eventually all rushed into his mind.

Because he actually stumbled himself, the big toe kicked to the floor, he snorted, his painful eyes shed tears.

The book turned and looked at the youth jumping in the funny.

Chen went back and didn't show him.

The book went to the bathroom, and when I came out, I wore clothes and pants to go. I also found the conscience and called Chen together.

Chen has a big toe pain. If he doesn't want to go, he will act on the plane. "My **** hurts."

The brow of the script was tied and asked impatiently. "What do you want?"

Chen shook his legs. "I want you to hold me."

The script is like a joke, "Are you crazy?"

Chen and Yu are in the past, that is why you drive me crazy!

The book said coldly, "Either go by yourself, or you will stay here."

Chen decided to cry and make troubles. He was disgusted and afraid of himself.

"you've changed!"

Shu, "..."

Chen whimpered, "Yesterday, you took me to dinner, and I was kissed and kissed. I also drunk me to sleep at the hotel. Today, when you wake up, you will murder me, yell me, let me roll."

He was very wronged. He was played like a pug during this time. He slapped for a while, gave him a sugar for a while, and he went crazy again.

"And the day before yesterday, you fainted at me, you haven't forgotten."

The eye of the script is slightly flashing.

Chen pointed at the neck. "The above is all about you. I lied to the surgeons. You didn't talk to me that day. You are trying to adjust||play me, but also lick my neck. ”

"If you didn't suddenly faint, I was taken up by you that day!"

He sighed and said, "I don't know which one is the real you now."

The script is over the head, the facial lines are tight, don't say you, I don't know.

Seeing the man screaming, Chen and Yu Sheng chased, and moved his **** to get the bag on the bedside table. "Look, this is the diamond earrings you bought for me, nine!"

"The manager of that store is the family of a patient you used to. You can't believe it. There are still a few clerk present."

He needs to be quiet and quiet.

The two stalemate for a while, one wants to check the house, the other big toe hurts, and finally one person makes a step, the script reads Chen back.

It’s not a strange thing for a man to carry another man.

But a handsome guy with a long leg and a handsome guy with a strawberry on his face is a bit interesting.

As soon as they got out of the elevator, they attracted the attention of the hotel front desk.

The whole process of the book is dark.

Chen buried his head behind the man's head and tried to overlap, so that he could block it.

He is also very embarrassed.

For the task, this close opportunity cannot but fight for it.

When he arrived at the hospital, Chen went to the dormitory and went to the dean. Then he went to the rounds and went back to the office. He closed the door and opened the computer to search for multiple personalities.

After a while, the script went to the filing cabinet to find a few books and looked up on the sofa.

After a long time, he threw the book aside, took **** to lick the nose, and took a deep breath. It seems that he had to take time out to study the old classmates who split the personality and come out to meet.

On the other side of the dormitory, Chen went back and didn't move. The last night's edict was very gentle to help him clean it. He didn't care.

Dr. Zhou asked for a cup of hot water to go back to the dormitory next door. "Doctor Chen, are you not feeling well?"

Chen added, "The wind blows when I come back in the morning, and my head hurts a bit."

He pointed at the table, "The chestnuts are there."

Dr. Zhou turned to look at it and gave ten dollars to Chen and said thank you.

"I dreamed last night, dreaming that I would eat chestnuts and die."

Chen Zai, "..."

Dr. Zhou peeled a small chestnut and finished eating it. He went to the clinic.

Chen has been grinding for a while before going.

The first patient was a social elite, and the suit was very handsome.

Chen and his **** hurt, sitting uncomfortably, subconsciously moved and moved, "Do you not exceed one minute at a time?"

The social elite is not embarrassed. Calmly said, "I didn't calculate it accurately, but my girlfriend always suspects me, saying that she doesn't feel at all, I am over."

Chen let him go behind the curtain and give him a note ||shoot|| drugs, took a phone count, and it took 10 minutes.

Although it is not comparable to the last night's edict, it is not bad compared with ordinary people.

The elite man seems to be very surprised. "So what is going on here?"

Chen added, "What do you think when you do?"

The elite man said, "I want to work."

He shrugged. "Occasionally I want to buy a mortgage, a car loan."

Chen glanced again. When you look at you, the problem is here. Hey, when you do things, concentrate on it. What do you think about those things that are stressful?

"You are too nervous. Go back and try to take a quick look. You can have 10 minutes just now?"

The elite man asked, "Do you need to take medicine?"

He still feels that he is sick and wants to take medicine.

Chen added, "You should overcome the psychological factors first, or you can't come over again."

The elite man laughed. "I went to another hospital. The doctor gave me a bunch of medicine without saying anything. I haven't seen you like this yet."

"Doctor, thank you."

Chen sent people away. He came to the world to engage in tasks, and he did not expect to make any commission.

At noon, Chen took another call. He left Dr. Zhou to go to the surgery and went to the office of the book. "Are you looking for me?"

The script was sitting on a chair with an ashtray at the table and a lot of cigarette butts inside. "That thing, sorry."

Chen is another.

The book said, "I have no interest in men. You and I have nothing but colleagues."

Chen added, "I have not lost my memory, yesterday you..."

The script was interrupted. "I spoke yesterday."

He licked his lips. "You and I are all adults. Last night, you enjoyed it. There was no persecution. It didn't happen."

Slag man! Chen is angry.

The script is always half-skinned. "I want to say this, go out."

Chen ran over and held his hand on the table. "I like you to be true."

"You didn't feel it to me, swearing, you were last night..."

The script was suddenly picked up by a nerve. He picked up his eyelids and his eyes were dark.

Chen saw the anger from the other side's eyes. He was soaking his mouth. Wouldn't he find that he had a feeling, so he was afraid?

Let's go, give you time to digest slowly, and you will change and look like we have something to play with.

Chen turned his head and left. He walked fast and limped.

The stack of books on the chair stood up, "Don't go!"

There was panic in the voice.

Chen turned back, and, director, you changed again.

Mom||Forcing, you will change like this again, be careful to become mentally ill.

When the goal is over, if the goal is mental illness, then his task must be very difficult.

The script went to close the door and locked it. He looked at Chen again deeply. There was a word that was rolled out of his throat and rolled around the tip of his tongue. "Brother..."

Chen yelled, "What do you call me?"

The elder book no longer said anything, and directly reached out and kissed Chen’s neck and kissed him.

The feeling of suffocation doubled, and Chen was dizzy, and he couldn't stand the pain of his mouth. When he could breathe, he shouted.

Anything in the eyes of the book will spew out at any time. "Do you know the pain?"

Chen held his hands on his knees and breathed in a big mouth. Even if he changed, how could he change him to death every time?

Just how bad it is with him, come to collect debts.

The script brought Chen back into his arms and his arms were tight.

Chen once again realized the pain of being strangled. After two or two times, he was getting used to it.

Outside the door, the sound of knocking on the door was Jiang Meiren.

The book is overcast, "I have something to say later."

Jiang Meiren holds all the examination reports of a patient in her hand. She said, "Director, I have..."

The book has no meaning of pity and jade. "Have your ears smashed?"

Jiang Meiren was shocked and his eyes were red. "Director, are you not comfortable anywhere?"

There is no response inside.

Jiang Meiren stood there for a while, did not hear anything, she turned and left.

During this time, the director is sometimes the same as the individual, and his temperament is more impermanent than before.

The atmosphere in the office is not very good.

The edicts looked down at the people in their arms, "Afraid me?"

Chen shook his head again, "fear."

Lying in the trough, look, he doesn't know what he is doing now, he is mentally retarded.

The book won his face. "You can't be afraid of me."

Chen’s brain is messy. This is the first few books, 123...fourth?

He can't count.

The book was kissed by Chen, and suddenly it was a stop. "Who are you with?"

Chen rolled his eyes again, so tired.

He watched the only remaining point of view and shattered it into slag, and the wind that was blown in by the window blew away, no more.

The book grabbed Chen’s arm and glared at his face. “Who did it?”

Chen’s arm is going to be abolished, and he is also embarrassed. “You did it!”

The body of the book is shocked, and the eyes become weird. "I?"

Chen pushed him away. "It's you, my **** is still hurting now."

The script shouted people to the bottom of the eyelids. "Why do you want to do it with others?"

Chen and black asked the face.

Don't, others?

The eyes of the script are red, and the anger is wronged.

Chen’s head hurts. He looks at the man very poorly. “No, you didn’t understand it, it’s you, not someone else.”

The script asked a strange and horrible words, "Which me?"

Chen had a chill, "You were last night."

The script buryed his face in his neck, his shoulders swaying, and his throat twitching.

At this moment, Chen is also awesome.

Look at my neck, take me to death, kiss me, let me roll, to draw a line with me, are you.

You are such a "my wife carrying me with other men, I was betrayed, I am so sad, I want to kill them" change | | What is the matter?

The book slammed Chen into the small lounge inside, and he went out without saying a word, and locked the door.

Not long after, the book came in with a medicine box.

Chen scared his eyes wide. "What are you doing?"

The book said in a gloomy manner, "I want to make a mark on you, you are mine."

Chen Zai, "???"

He struggled to run and was pushed back. "You don't move, I don't want to hurt you."

Lying in the trough, you have more than one disease.

Chen lay back with the pitiful task, afraid and nervous.

High school has been popular for a while, lettering on his own arm, capital letters of favorite people, pinyin, first name.

There are also more embarrassing, directly engraving a string, such as a boyfriend's own confession, or a lyric.

Young, it is crazy.

That kind of madness is only available in youth.

I don't know how long it took, the book said it.

Chen twisted his neck and looked at it. It was not the "阎" of the script, nor the "book" of the script. It was a "he". He probably used fake eyes.

Well, definitely.