Half an hour later, the Western University Infirmary.

"It's not a big deal!"

The doctor, a woman in her forties wearing glasses, said after hitting Song Shan's wound a few times: "The wound is not big, no stitches, but you should also pay attention, don't get wet, just change the dressing on time!"

"Thank you, doctor!"

Song Shan politely thanked him.

The doctor opened the curtain and walked out, Fang Nanyi was sitting outside waiting, she was the one who sent Song Shan to the infirmary, and the person who hit her did not throw her face away, which can be regarded as her a little conscience.

"Nanyi, so nervous, is he your boyfriend?" The doctor seemed to be very familiar with Fang Nanyi, and asked jokingly while cleaning up the cotton that had just been medicated.

"No!" Although Fang Nanyi was wearing a sportswear, he had a little more liveliness, but his voice was as cold as ever: "When I was riding a bicycle, I accidentally bumped into him!"

She naturally recognized Song Shan, Song Shan still gave her a deep impression at the beginning, a young boy, carrying a Ru kiln lotus warm bowl to sell at the door, which more or less aroused her curiosity.

"You can really do it, how many times have you hit this when you're driving, either hitting a tree or hitting a wall, that's good, if you don't drive, you can hit people on a bicycle?"

When the doctor heard this, he immediately shook his head and said directly.

"He was careless, he couldn't hear the bell, and he was stunned and didn't know what to think!"

When Fang Nanyi heard this, his pretty face turned crimson, and he defended for a while.

"Luckily it's a bike, he's lucky!"

The doctor said: "I also have to thank Old Man Yue, if he hadn't restricted you from riding a bicycle on campus last time, and you weren't allowed to drive, his little life would not be guaranteed, you still listen to Aunt Ming, find a driver, don't drive by yourself, don't ride by yourself, how many times has this happened!"

Song Shan listened for a while, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

It's dangerous, it's dangerous.

This is still a super female killer on the road, if it weren't for the bicycle, if he was hit by this girl's other cars, would he have become the shortest-lived reborn.

"Aunt Ming, what nonsense!"

Fang Nanyi said seriously: "I'm just a little unfamiliar with cycling, next time it's fine!"

"You!"

The doctor shook his head and didn't comment.

With the doctor's prescription, Song Shan walked out of the infirmary, he looked at his watch, it was almost six o'clock, it was dark quickly, and there was a small residual sun left in the sky.

"Where are you going, I'll send you!"

Fang Nanyi also walked out and took the initiative to say.

She still felt a little guilty about hurting someone.

"Send me, just use this car?" Song Shan heard this, glanced around, and finally looked at the pink Giant, which was similar to the one Song Jin bought before, all of them were women's pink bicycles.

"Look down on me!" Fang Nanyi was unhappy: "I was just careless just now, but in fact, my driving skills are actually pretty good!"

"No thanks, I thank you!"

Although the current temptation of beautiful women is great, small lives are more important.

"No, I hurt you, it's my fault, I can't be irresponsible!" Fang Nanyi was more stubborn and said, "Say, where to go, I'll send you back!"

"Since you are so resolute, I am disrespectful!"

Song Shan looked ahead, this campus is not small, the College of Agriculture is at the West Gate, and it is still a little far to walk out: "I'll take you!"

"That's fine!"

Fang Nanyi thought about it for a while, this man is tall and big, and she may not be able to carry it.

Song Shan walked down, swung the front of the bike, and then checked it, it seems that the car accident just now only deformed the sand cover under the bicycle, and it did not bring great damage to the bicycle.

He sat in the saddle, his feet were a little long, and he was a little uncomfortable to step on, but he was okay.

Fang Nanyi also sat in the back seat.

A pink bicycle is speeding along the university campus in the last rays of the sunset.

"Isn't that the goddess of archaeology?"

"The thorny rose?"

"Who's riding the bike?"

"Boyfriend?"

"No, such a dangerous woman also has a boyfriend, ten go to confess, nine become jokes, and one becomes a madman, who is so fearless!"

"But I envy him!"

The bicycle passed through the aisle of the campus, which attracted a lot of onlookers, Fang Nanyi's appearance, coupled with her unique temperament, surpassed the maturity of the students in the school, and of course she was a goddess at school.

"Are you from this school?" Song Shan also felt the burning gaze around him, and he was a little nervous in his heart, when he was in college in his previous life, when he soaked Lin Xi, who was at the school flower level, he was also noticed like this.

"Hmm!" Song Shan rode a little fast, Fang Nanyi pinched the corner of his clothes, and replied, "Department of Archaeology, graduate student!"

"Staying in school for graduate school?"

"Special Enrollment for Graduate School!"

"Damn, there is such a good thing!"

"Who made this girl lucky!"

"Aren't you the boss of Baofang?" Song Shan was a little strange: "Why do you still have to go to school?"

"Students can't be bosses, bosses are not cultivated in a day, I'm a treasure connoisseur, I don't have any knowledge, isn't it a joke for others?" Fang Nanyi said.

"That's right!"

Song Shan took a moment, but thought that there was no contradiction in this problem, and it was not a new thing for college students to start a business, especially in this era, the characters who came out in later generations all stepped out of the footsteps of entrepreneurship from this period, and many of them were college students.

"By the way, is that Ruyao Lotus Warm Bowl still there?" Song Shan suddenly asked.

"Want to redeem it?"

Fang Nanyi squinted his small eyes.

"There is such a plan!" Song Shan nodded.

"It's impossible!" Fang Nanyi shook his head: "It's sent to Yanjing, I can't borrow it if I want to make a show!"

"It's a pity!" Song Shan sighed, after all, it is the treasure of the clan, when there was no money at the beginning, he was forced to be helpless, now the development of grain and oil in Jiangshan is not bad, if you tell Song Jiang, this is a treasure left by the ancestors, let Song Jiang redeem it and worship it above the ancestral hall, Song Jiang will not object.

"It's such a pity, why did you sell it in the first place?" Fang Nanyi asked.

"Because I'm poor!"

"Poor?"

"Of course, otherwise whoever risks being blamed by the ancestors to become a treasure left by the ancestors, but if people are poor and can't eat, their wives and children can sell it, just a bowl, you can't eat, you can't drink, and if you sell it, it's nothing, and the ancestors will forgive me!"

Song Shan shrugged: "But now that I have money, I naturally want to make up for my regrets!"

"That's right!"

Fang Nanyi agreed with this statement, but he couldn't help it: "But even if you have money, if this bowl goes out, it will go out, those collectors, take these treasures as their lives, and they can't get it back if they have money!"

"I know!"

Song Shan only regretted it, and he didn't have too much unwillingness.

Soon they were at the door of the West Gate.

"I'll just wait for the bus here, thank you!"

Song Shan got out of the car and said with a smile.

"If there is anything wrong with the wound on your forehead, you can call me!" Fang Nanyi took out a business card, handed it to Song Shan, and said instructively.

This is a handwritten business card.

There are no positions.

There is only one name and one phone number.

Fang Nanyi.

Very delicate words.

"Okay!"

Song Shan put the business card in his coat pocket.

Fang Nanyi rode away with a gust of wind.

Song Shan stood at the door, waiting for more than ten minutes before a taxi came, and when he returned to the Yinlong Hotel, it was already more than seven o'clock in the evening.

I just rolled on the ground and got a little dirty.

He just took a shower first.

There was a bandaged wound on his forehead, and it was troublesome to take a bath and wash his hair, so he pondered for a while, then he didn't wash his hair first, the shower cap was covered, and it shouldn't get wet.

When he took off his shirt, he subconsciously touched his chest, and what he could usually touch was empty.

He looked down and saw that Xiao Shiding was gone, leaving only an empty red rope.

"What's going on?"

Song Shan frowned: "It's gone!"

"It shouldn't be!"

He looked at the knot on the red rope, which was originally hanging the two tripod ears of the small stone tripod, but the knot was not broken or opened, and on the neat knot, the small stone tripod that should have been hanging was gone.

Song Shan sat down and thought about it carefully, he didn't pay much attention to it just now, but his memory was not bad, and he could go through the whole memory in his mind.