"Take out your health certificate and let me see it," Qu Jincun looked at Molly through his black-rimmed glasses, but the latter was unmoved, took the bowl and went back to the stall to clean up.

Unexpectedly, Qu Jincun chased after him, and also went to the back of the food stall, and then ordered unhurriedly: "Health certificate, I want to see it." ”

Molly seemed to be a little overwhelmed by a "nothing to do" customer like him, she stopped what she was doing, and looked Qu Jincun up and down sideways: "Doctor Qu, you don't seem to work in the Health Administration, do you?" ”

Qu Jincun's lips twitched slightly, but the eyes staring at her were still chasing after her.

Under such a gaze, Molly also accepted it when she saw it, and after a pretended confrontation with him, she took out her health certificate.

Although this street is known as a food stall, but because of the strict management, the environment and sanitation are quite good, every stall owner who can open a restaurant here naturally has a variety of documents and qualifications, Molly saw Qu Jincun so concerned about her health certificate, and thought that he was a cleanliness addict, so he handed over the certificate indispensably.

Who knew that Qu Jincun took her health certificate and stuffed it into his pocket without looking at it.

Here's what he said: "The health certificate belongs to me, and from tomorrow you go to my house to work as a part-time worker -- prepare a supper for me alone every night." ”

Molly was.

She threw away the rubber gloves, clasped her hands, and moved her joints freely, only to hear a very slight sound of bone joint movement, Molly quickly grabbed Qu Jincun's hand.

In Qu Jincun's slightly surprised gaze, Molly began to exert force in her hands - thanks to the long-term physical labor, her grip strength increased, and the joints snapped, she had tested her grip strength in this strategy world, and it was no problem to easily reach 40kg.

Sure enough, in the next second, a trace of pain flashed on Qu Jincun's handsome face, and at this time, he should have either fought back or begged for mercy, but he stared at Molly's eyes, his lips were pursed, and he didn't speak.

Molly could feel that the palm he was pinching was beginning to deform, you must know that Qu Jincun was a master surgeon in the third-level strategy world, and he was all about eating with kung fu in his hands, but he couldn't move now, and his other hand was hanging down at his side, and he didn't mean to tear Molly apart at all.

"Give me back your health card." Molly narrowed her eyes slightly, and whispered in a cold and arrogant whisper.

Qu Jincun snorted slightly, not shocked and annoyed by her sudden attack, nor shaken by the pain in his hands.

He said firmly, "Starting tomorrow night, go make me supper." ”

Originally, Molly's squinted eyes widened now - she knew that Qu Jincun was not tidy, but she didn't expect him to be so tough.

If he really wasted his hand, not to mention that his career as a master surgeon would be over, it would be difficult to say that a layer of psychological blows.

All right......

"You won." Molly indifferently let go of her hand, and began to clean up her slender fingers, which had been pinched by her and were slightly deformed, with blue and white muscles and bones.

Qu Jincun nodded with satisfaction, although the blood from the phalanges began to flow back, it couldn't hide the raw pain, but he was still very happy in his heart.

-- In his life, there has never been a target that he can't attack, never.