At this time, the two were sitting on the bench, behind which were extras and young nurses walking around. The air conditioner could be turned on here, and the temperature was good, but of course he was wearing less clothes, a floral shirt, a leather jacket, and a hat.

"Record OK!"

“The lights are fine!”

“action!”

The camera was very close, and the lens framed the two of them's faces, giving a large close-up.

Chu Qing leaned forward, put his arms on his legs, looked at him with his eyes slanted, and said with a bitter face: "Do you know what bad luck is? As soon as the massage lady came in, she looked like that, exactly the same as Brother Chen's dog, of course I don't want her anymore."

Liang Chaowei, who was next to him, raised his head and squeezed the ice bag to apply it on his forehead, with blood stains between his fingers. He was not listening at all, expressionless, obviously in a bad mood. Only when he looked at the other person would a trace of color pop up in his eyes, although it was a disgusting color.

"When the second person comes in, it will be even more unlucky. He looks exactly like Brother Chen. Think about it, I can't stand it no matter how much I don't care!"

Chu Qing continued, very focused, no matter whether he raised his head or bent down, his vision was always inseparable.

One is that no matter what you say, I don’t want to listen; the other is that no matter whether you want to listen or not, I just want to speak. The two of them sat side by side and actually felt a strange feeling of joy.

"She dared to ask me if she is beautiful. Of course I said she is not beautiful. Then she grabbed her and I called you. Who knows that it is even more unlucky. Every time you smash someone's things, I have to pay them for them. So, if the massage lady is not serious, it will be unlucky!"

Speaking of this, Chu Qing got up, pulled his arm again, and suddenly interrupted: "Let's go, go to the operating room."

Photographer Lai Yaohui quickly carried the machine and followed the two of them, constantly regressing and continuing to shoot in front.

"Brother Ren, I told you to do something, don't you have to be so upset, right? For so many years, you have always complained that I don't give you something, and that's how it's like that. If you want to do things so much, why don't you be a policeman?"

Chu Qing was taller than Liang Chaowei, but he shrank, and he looked almost the same. One continued to tilt his head and apply ice cubes, and the other continued to turn his head and stare. Both of them were shaking their shoulders, and their steps were getting bigger, smaller, smaller, or larger... Through the waiting room through the corridor, the process of more than ten meters was constantly adjusted secretly, and finally reached five meters in front of the elevator, and finally adjusted to the same level.

The appearance, face, temperament, and clothing seem to be different. But the two guys' styles at this moment, and the fit from head to toe are all very good patients, but the one on the left is depression and the one on the right is bipolar.

"Do you know why I am the only one younger brother, Brother Ren?"

The camera moved behind him and took pictures of the two people's backs. Chu Qing finally turned his head back, looked at the elevator door, and said, "There is nothing else, I just like you to concentrate on your work. Alas, it is important to concentrate on your work... Also, don't tell me what happened today like Brother Chen, he hates being fooled..."

Liang Chaowei couldn't bear it anymore, so he raised his right hand and slapped it on the wall, saying the first sentence of the scene: "You spare me, okay?"

"Click! Pass!"

Liu Weiqiang smiled rarely, expressing his satisfaction.

As soon as this prelude was released, the subsequent plot became natural and did not appear abrupt. And I also mentioned it in a vague way, Aqiang and Chen Yongren had different attitudes towards each other.

Chen Yongren's feelings for Aqiang are very complicated, disgusted, contempt, or a little sympathy. In short, he doesn't have much friendship and is considered an ordinary friend to die.

Because his concept of right and wrong is particularly strong, black is black, white is white, I am a soldier, you are a thief, so there is no question of intercourse.

As for Aqiang, it would be much simpler and he must be regarded as a brother. Why?

Now!

"I just accepted you as a little brother. There is nothing else, I just like you to concentrate on your work."

Focus on doing things...

In essence, Aqiang believed that Chen Yongren and himself were the same.

(I was so sleepy that I didn't know what I was writing... I asked for votes by the way, and I will still have two updates tomorrow.)
Chapter completed!