The big doctor is black and white

Chapter 221 Some fate, wonderful (1)

Jiang Qingchi calmed down his heartbeat, his face was tense, and his mouth was also tense.

This way, he looks cute.

Shen Chaosheng sighed, and finally revealed Jiangbeiyuan's abnormality...

ten seconds later.

Jiang Qingchi reacted, walked over with big strides, and pinched Shen Chaosheng's neck directly, "I really want to strangle you to death! Do you say this kind of thing is serious? You say it's a big deal? Do you know that I How much did I think about it! I was almost convulsed with fright!"

Shen Chaosheng easily opened Jiang Qingchi's hand, with narrow eyebrows and a smile in his eyes, "Actually, it's true, this is indeed a very serious matter for Jiang."

Jiang Qingchi silently rolled his eyes facing the ceiling above.

Guess what Shen Chaosheng said to him just now?

He said that Jiangbeiyuan had a strip at the corner of his eye——

wrinkle.

Then Jiangbeiyuan felt that the sky was falling.

……

Bathroom, quiet and silent.

A handsome face was reflected in the mirror. His skin was very fair, his facial features were superbly contoured, and his thin and sharp lips were firmly pressed together. The only thing that was a bit inconsistent was that a piece of white tape was pasted on the corner of the man's right eye. .

Jiangbeiyuan took a deep breath, facing the mirror, and slowly tore off the white tape.

While doing this, he closed his eyes and exhaled anxiously for air.

It's like performing a grand ceremony.

3, 2, 1—

The moment he opened his eyes, Jiangbeiyuan's eyes widened immediately.

still?

It is still there?
Why are you still there?
How much he wished it was his illusion or hallucination, or dreaming, and after waking up, that damned wrinkle that shouldn't have appeared on his face would just disappear and get lost, it has nothing to do with him wherever he rolls, anyway Don't come to him.

Jiangbeiyuan turned on the faucet and washed his face vigorously.

I can't wait to rub that wrinkle down completely.

Little drops of water dripped down Jiangbeiyuan's jet-black hair and along the contour of his jawline. He put his hands on the sink and wiped the water on his face.

Look at yourself in the mirror again.

What a perfect face, it was defeated by a wrinkle that shouldn't have appeared.

It's like time has stood still.

Until, a low-pitched laughter came from behind, "Hahahaha" as if he couldn't hide it after holding it in for a long time.

"Get out—" Jiang Beiyuan glanced over, his sharp peach eyes glowing with a bit of coldness.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have retreated a long time ago, or left in a hurry, and those who know current affairs are heroes.

But who is Jiang Qingchi, Jiang Beiyuan's son.

"Dad, your expression just now looks like you're fighting in a tunnel, and you treat death like home."

Jiang Qingchi said without fear of death, and put an arm on Jiangbeiyuan's shoulder. Jiangbeiyuan wanted to turn him away, but the responsive Jiang Qingchi avoided him.

Jiang Qingchi changed direction and put his left arm on Jiangbeiyuan's right shoulder.

"Dad, isn't it normal to have wrinkles? Besides, I haven't seen any signs of age on your face."

"Here," Jiang Beiyuan narrowed his eyes, pointing his finger at the bottom of his right eye, near the end of his eye, "Can't you see?"

Jiang Qingchi moved his face closer.

Harmful! ! !
"If you don't squint your eyes or raise your eyebrows, you won't be able to see at all!"

"Get out." Jiang Beiyuan rubbed his aching temple, with an expression of "I'm annoying now, don't rely on me".

(End of this chapter)