After sending Yang Tian and them away, Qin Lao did not continue to inspect the business situation in Diandu Delhi, but quietly stood in a daze at the door of the private room, and he didn't move for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The four men naturally followed Qin Lao dutifully, adhering to the principle of not listening to incivility and not seeing, and were silent.

The chubby manager naturally accompanied him, taking the time to direct the waiters in the private room to clean up the mess, while observing Qin Lao.

Half paid, the manager finally couldn't help it, "Old Qin, do you know that young man just now?" ”

"Huh?"

Only then did Qin Lao come back to his senses from his thoughts, glanced at the manager, and shook his head with a smile, "I don't know, but he reminds me of an old friend." ”

"Okay, you urge them to clean up, don't use the blood-contaminated plate steamer anymore, just throw it away, it's not bad for this money, I'll go first."

Qin Lao walked out of Diandu Delhi leisurely, and gradually walked away surrounded by four men, the fat manager looked at the door for a while, shook his head, turned around and continued to drill back.

What was he doing just now?

By the way, inspect the kitchen, now let's go on patrol......

"Yang Tian, aren't you going back to school?"

The little fat man watched Yang Tian go to another line at the entrance of the subway station, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Well, I'm going to see my dad."

In the end, the little fat boss and the fourth went back to school with Han Bing and Xie Xin, while Yang Tian took another line to the hospital where his father was hospitalized.

"System? System? ”

The subway takes about ten minutes, and Yang Tian simply began to call the system in his heart.

At the dinner table just now, he not only made an emergency treatment for Brother Deng's sudden nosebleed, but also did a collective science popularization in front of at least twenty people, including vascular anastomosis, the causes and mechanisms of nosebleeds, and the Hippocratic oath, but he never heard the prompt sound of the system.

Having said that, it seems that the system hasn't spoken since he got the Divine Stone that looks like plastic, and he hasn't gotten the reward for the mandatory task of the Divine Stone!

Is the delay of the system so serious this time?

Yang Tian called for a long time and didn't see a response from the system, so he had to roll his eyes, is this system special Aunt again?

That's once a month, and you're once a week!

The system ignores itself, so there is no way, Yang Tianbai is bored with one hand in his pocket, and the other hand grasps the handle, thinking about life in the slightly swaying subway.

Thinking, thinking, he suddenly found a serious problem.

Not the ultimate philosophical question of life, such as where I came from and where am I going, but -- what about the Divine Stone?

Isn't it in the right pocket?

Yang Tian changed his hand and continued to touch his pocket, but there was no one in his left pocket!

Now Yang Tian was completely panicked, this thing was asked for by the system, and there was a god word in the name, and he actually lost it? That's good!

At that moment, Yang Tian looked around his position in the subway car, at this time, it was about half past four, and it was not yet the peak hour of getting off work in Yangcheng, so the carriage was still quite loose, so Yang Tian couldn't find the divine stone.

Decisively got off the bus at the next stop and sat in the opposite direction, Yang Tian followed the original path to find it back, and even chased back the dot Du Delhi and asked the waiter if he had seen a necklace that looked like yellow plastic.

At this time, Qin Lao had already left, but Yang Tian still alarmed the fat manager, because the little girl who happened to be serving tea at the door was the one who cleaned up the mess just now.

The chubby manager rushed over from the kitchen and was confused when he saw Yang Tian's anxious face.

Just half an hour ago, the young man was talking in front of more than twenty people, fearless in the face of blood, straightening his chest in the face of doubts, and now panicking over a necklace made of yellow plastic......

Are these two really the same person?

He must have seen a fake Yang Tian, right?

No matter what, Yang Tian still didn't find the necklace tied to the divine stone in Diandu Delhi, and after calling the little fat man to confirm that all the bits and pieces he had put on except for the big white bear that Han Bing had been holding were gone, Yang Tian finally gave up.

I guess I ran into a thief and stole everything in one go.

Yang Tian sighed silently, the system still ignored him, and he didn't know what was wrong, whether he was angry that he didn't realize that the divine stone was stolen or what.

But it has come to this, and there is no choice but to wait.

Yang Tian re-embarked on the road to the hospital, because he had been tossing back and forth for so long, it was now half past five, and the number of people taking the subway suddenly increased geometrically.

Moreover, from the Tiyu East Road subway station, whether it is to his father's hospital or to the East Hospital, it is from the city center to the suburbs, which is exactly the direction with the most people, Yang Tianhu was in tears, and he was squeezed into a sardine.

The subway during the rush hour is really a terrifying place, especially the transfer station of each line, the crowding is indescribable, Yang Tian squeezed three times and did not squeeze up.

When it came to the fourth trip, he didn't squeeze in, but stood in the front row and was pushed up by the people behind!

At this time, any Tai Chi pusher is useless at all! The people in front of him have been firmly squeezed into a thick wall, and Yang Tian has no vacancy to push him if he wants to!

The combat effectiveness of the crowd squeezing the subway during the rush hour after work is even more powerful than the square dance aunt, those who are fighting are simply weak and good, you have the ability to let them come to Yangcheng to squeeze the subway during the rush hour!

When I arrived at the hospital, it was almost six o'clock, and the ten-minute journey was stunned because Yang Tian had consumed half an hour due to the extra number of people, and when he walked into the hospital, Yang Tian had not recovered from the fear of crowding.

There is never an off-season in the hospital, and there are beds in every vacant seat in the corridor, and patients and their families are patrolling day after day in this small space......

So, the subway is really terrible!

Next time you kill him, don't take the subway during rush hour!

Yang Tian made up his mind in his heart while moving forward with his feelings, passing by countless patients and their families along the way, and then at a certain moment, he was suddenly stunned.

The person who just rubbed shoulders with him was a young man in a short-sleeved T-shirt.

Yang Tian turned his head and looked at his back, this shirt is so familiar......

Hey? Isn't this what the uncle at the ring stall is wearing today?

Yang Tian blinked his eyes and looked at it carefully, as if this figure was also a bit similar?

But this hairstyle is a bit too trendy, it happens to be the style that young people in their twenties like, and that uncle looks like he is in his forties, how can a decent hairstyle be the same as this young man?

But these two people are so different in age, can they look at the same clothes, and they can wear them on the same day, and then they are met by themselves on the same day, is it really a coincidence?

Well, it seems like there's a lot going on today...... I met Shenshi and my rival in love, and I met someone who almost killed myself because of a nosebleed, and then I ran into the management of Diandude to make rounds......

It's a coincidence, huh......

Yang Tian shook his head, smiled, and continued to walk forward, his father was in the ward inside the corridor.