The big doctor is black and white

Chapter 287 [Farewell] There is no Jiangbeiyuan in Ningcheng (23)

"Otherwise, I'd like to catch up with you and ask if you can live until the day I die?"

"When will you die?" Xiao Chuchen gritted his teeth.

"As you wish, I'll probably die tomorrow." Jiangbeiyuan's voice was as lazy as if he was talking about the usual weather.

"Is the dying person so calm?"

Xiao Chuchen didn't believe it at all.

After all, the man in front of him didn't look like what a dying person should look like.

Jiang Beiyuan leaned forward slightly, his hand was on the glass, and the ring finger of his right hand was wearing a platinum ring, which was dazzling and bright, so he flicked Xiao Chuchen's eyes through the glass.

"The villain is a relative, even if I die, I have a clear conscience."

Xiao Chuchen sneered.

"Are you here to humiliate me today? Why am I so unbelievable."

The voice just fell.

next second.

The man who was acting as if nothing had happened before suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Red blood stained the corners of his mouth, he just calmly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood off his lips.

It's bright red, shocking.

There was still a little blood on the corner of his mouth.

With the tip of Jiang Beiyuan's tongue, he licked the red color into his throat, and when he raised his eyes, a touch of stunning beauty entered his eyes, brightening them up.

"For you, there is nothing to be ashamed of. If you fight with me again in the next life, remember to do it earlier. If it comes to my daughter-in-law again, I will cut off your head first."

Xiao Chuchen's breathing was unsteady.

His shortness of breath was not because of Jiangbeiyuan's threat.

It was because of the blood Jiangbeiyuan vomited.

Just now, he really saw him vomit blood.

"You...you..." Xiao Chuchen wanted to say something, but his voice seemed to be stuck deep in his throat.

He watched Jiang Beiyuan staggered up, his back gradually shrunk under his eyes, but the man's back was still straight, never bent or bent.

Xiao Chuchen clenched his fist, then let go, and smiled to himself, "Dead Jiang Ting, you are going to die, how is this possible."

……

At around 6 o'clock in the evening, Jiang's house in Ningcheng.

The study room was lit with mugwort, white smoke was faintly floating, and the wind made the curtains rustle.

Jiang Beiyuan and Shen Chaosheng were playing chess.

"I went to England to see San'er. Brother Jiang San was afraid of delaying my work, so he insisted on telling me to come back. I have already consulted the doctor. San'er will be discharged from the hospital next week. I will personally pick him up and return to Ningcheng. Mr. Jiang You don't have to worry about it."

"Ah."

Jiangbeiyuan's mind was on the chessboard, but it seemed that he was not on the chessboard.

He braced his cheekbones, held the chess piece between his two fingers, and slowly made a move, sighing Ruoyouwuwu.

"The dilemma, the dead situation, can't be broken."

"..." Shen Chaosheng also put his mind back on the chessboard, and slowly frowned...

He didn't know why Jiangbeiyuan's self-defeating mode of playing chess was.

"Gousheng, how do you think you can break this situation?"

"The general can go out." Shen Chaosheng replied seriously.

"The general doesn't want to kill, he's too lazy to move, what should we do?"

Hearing this, Shen Chaosheng's brows frowned even tighter: "The general is the leader of the soldiers. If the general is gone, what do you say?"

"The general has experienced the soldiers, even if the general is gone, the soldiers can still be alone."

"What does Mr. Jiang want to express today?"

"It's nothing, just play casually." Jiang Beiyuan said, waving his hand, and said happily: "Come to Jiang Nian to find me tomorrow afternoon, I have something for you."

"Can't I give it now?" Shen Chaosheng asked.

(End of this chapter)