Chapter 133: The Poor Dagger

Chen Jia pulled Yang Congcong all the way to his dormitory, closed the door, and asked eagerly: "Congcong, tell me honestly, what's going on?" ”

"What's going on? Didn't Shumei tell you, we were just joking. Yang Congcong pretended to be crazy and stupid, giggled and giggled, and set up a meat head formation with Chen Jia.

Chen Jia knew in her heart that Yang Congcong was already wary of her, so she simply gave up the questioning, politely asked Yang Congcong to sit down, took a cup of hot tea and handed it to her.

"Congcong, how is your health lately?" Chen Jia seemed to ask casually, but a pair of eyes stared at Yang Congcong's lower body, and there was infinite meaning in his eyes.

Yang Congcong subconsciously covered his crotch, and his voice had a mania that was exposed: "I'm in good health, I'm eating and sleeping soundly." Suddenly, he raised his face and asked, "What do you mean by this?" ”

"It's not interesting, it's just that I care about you." Chen Jia smiled faintly, slapped Yang Congcong's thigh with his right hand, Yang Congcong's whole body shook violently, and looked at Chen Jia in horror.

Chen Jia put away her smile and said seriously: "Don't worry, there are some things I won't say, even in front of you, I won't open my mouth to ask easily, after all, it's a personal **!" ”

Chen Jia's tail voice was very long, trembling and rushing straight to Yang Congcong's death hole.

Yang Congcong jumped up like a monkey burning his buttocks, panting heavily, and shouted with a white face: "Chen Jia, don't cheat on the old lady, the old lady has never seen anything unseemly." ”

Although Yang Congcong's voice was very high, he didn't have any confidence, as if he was dying.

"I know in my heart whether there is a bad **, and you know it in your heart, don't worry, I have already said it, I will never tell anyone."

Chen Jia's voice was very flat, but it resounded in Yang Congcong's mind like thunder, and for a while, her face showed an expression of gritted teeth:

"Tell me the what the hell is the old lady doing?"

"Let's not talk about it, lest we both be embarrassed." Chen Jia's voice was still very low, and there was a hint of concern in his tone.

"You'll have to make it clear to me today." Yang Congcong's voice was like a jammed tape, and when he shouted to the highest voice, he was hoarse and almost speechless.

"Well, that's what you forced me to say."

Chen Jia walked up to Yang Congcong slowly and methodically, staring at her eyes for a long time, Yang Congcong became more and more unsettled, his face was sweating, and his body was shaking backwards and forwards.

"Dr. Wei Jiude Wei talked to me some time ago, let me pay attention to your body." Chen Jia spoke with her mouth close to Yang Congcong's ear, trying to keep her voice as low as possible.

Yang Congcong's body leaned back suddenly, and Chen Jia supported her waist in time, otherwise, Yang Congcong would definitely be an upside-down onion.

Chen Jia helped Yang Congcong, slowly put her on the sofa, moved the teacup to Yang Congcong, and sat opposite Yang Congcong quietly, looking at her quietly.

Yang Congcong suddenly felt that a yin wind blew in through the wall, and she shivered with cold, and at this time, she really understood the meaning of the sentence that there is no impermeable wall.

It happened half a year ago, and at that time Yang Congcong's heart was very depressed, so his life was very erosive, and if he was not careful, he was inexplicably hit by a dart.

Although the men who came and went around him during that time were like a marquee, Yang Congcong dared to be sure that this kind of thing must be caused by the guy with a few pieces of vitiligo on his neck, Yang Congcong was secretly ruthless, if he saw him again, he would have to be torn and eaten.

Yang Congcong had to secretly buy some Jie'er Yin and treat it for a long time, but the condition not only did not improve, but worsened, and seeing that her face was about to show timidity, she had to find Wei Jiude according to the small advertisement on the telephone pole.

Wei Jiude's clinic was in a dilapidated alley, the alley was very narrow, and Yang Congcong came to Wei Jiude's clinic sneakily with a big mask.

Wei Jiude's eyes rolled upward, like a blind donkey, and while giving Yang Congcong a medical look, he sighed:

"If you have this kind of disease and suffer, then it is really miserable, I dare not take a bath, I have to carry someone on my back when I go to the toilet, I can't even grin my teeth when I feel uncomfortable, I really break my teeth and swallow it in my stomach."

After a while, after the treatment was completed, Wei Jiude explained to Yang Congcong how to use the medicine, and then said: "I may be more guilty these days, I really can't help but snort twice, if others ask, you will say that you have hemorrhoids." ”

"Doesn't it mean that only men get hemorrhoids? Do women know? Yang Congcong asked with wide eyes.

Wei Jiude smiled and said teasingly: "Men can rot the corners of their mouths, but women can't?" ”

Yang Congcong knows that Wei Jiude is kind-hearted, people like him will never casually disclose the patient's **, aside from medical ethics, if he is full of nonsense, who dares to come to him to see the disease, isn't that equivalent to smashing his own job?

But how did Chen Jia know about this, Yang Congcong trembled in her heart, she knew very well the consequences of this kind of ** being spread, let alone catching Hua Qing, she was a slut like Ma Han, and she would sneer at her when she heard this kind of thing.

Yang Congcong was about to collapse.

After a long time, Yang Congcong's face calmed down a little, Chen Jia stood up, circled around the sofa, and then leaned on the door and looked out, before he said slowly: "Don't worry, God knows this matter, you know it, I know, and I will never let the third person know." ”

Yang Congcong nodded blankly, his eyes full of despair.

"Why I'm reluctant to say this, it's because I'm afraid that you will have a psychological burden, after all, you are still a big girl who has not married, if this kind of thing is known to others, maybe how to coax it."

Although Chen Jia's words were full of concern, to Yang Congcong's ears, it was more like a threat, she really couldn't hold it anymore, so she had to tell Chen Jia what happened tonight.

Chen Jia was a little confused, how could Wan Xin attack Hua Qing at this time? Does she really want to create a chance for herself?

No way!

Chen Jia immediately shook her head, she knows Wan Xin too well, she is already very good if she doesn't fall into the well, and she will definitely not create a chance, now she is making trouble to Huaqing, is it too early?

This question, it is estimated that Yang Congcong also has the answer there.

Yang Congcong hesitated and refused to speak, she was like a drowning person who was dying and struggling, hoping to grasp Hua Qing's straw, but she was afraid that Chen Jia would hit her with a stick and completely overturn her hope of life.

"Congcong, you are a smart person, you should know how to deal with a crisis." Although Chen Jia's face was calm, his words were full of naked, naked, naked threats.

Yang Congcong looked at Chen Jia in despair, at that moment, her spirit completely collapsed, and in desperation, she could only choose to betray Wan Xin.

"Congcong, thank you for confessing all this to me, at a critical moment, I still have to rely on a good sister like you." Chen Jia patted Yang Congcong's shoulder affectionately and continued, "I hope you will always stand with me. ”

What do you mean?

Yang Congcong looked at Chen Jia stunned.

"Now is the critical juncture of the election of the assistant president, if you report to Li Sha that Hua Qing has defiled you, I am sure that I will be able to secure the position of this assistant, you are a smart person, I hope you can make a smart choice at this time."

Yang Congcong's shoulders shook violently.

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