In the kitchen, Zhou Ping was holding the bread he had just taken out of the refrigerator, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't realize that a green bag was swollen on his forehead.

It doesn't matter if you drop a bag, the important thing is that it's a Sunday and the bread is still there.

This made him eat a bad stomach, and he had to be taken to the hospital by an ambulance, and the bread that cost more than 7,000 knives is still there!

"This damn garbage!"

Zhou Ping cursed, but in a blink of an eye, he laughed like a fool, picked up the bread and kissed it fiercely.

"It's so cute......"

"Haha, it's so nice to have time restarting!"

Zhou Ping muttered to himself as he tore open the package, took a bite, and suddenly, his expression froze.

Just the previous Sunday morning, it was this loaf of bread that made him doubt his life and get a bill that left him speechless.

Phew!

Thinking of this, Zhou Ping hurriedly vomited the bread, and then hurriedly rushed into the bathroom to brush his teeth and rinse his mouth.

When there was no other taste in the mouth except the smell of toothpaste, Zhou Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

"It shouldn't be so unlucky now. I'm still having diarrhea!"

Back in the living room, turning on the computer, Zhou Ping began to search for information about Asian architecture, preparing to make a proposal that would be more in line with Stephen's standards.

But before the two lines were finished, Zhou Ping couldn't sit still.

"Since time can be restarted again, what about me thinking about work for Mao?"

Thinking of this, Zhou Ping danced excitedly.

After changing his clothes, returning to the bathroom, taking care of a handsome hairstyle, and looking at the angular face through the mirror, Zhou Ping felt that he had the potential to be a star.

However, when I lifted my hair, the painting style changed abruptly, and the big bag on my forehead was particularly eye-catching.

"Paralyzed, why am I so careless?"

"Forget it, everything will be restarted in two days anyway, so don't get so excited. ”

Zhou Ping is like a madman at the moment, entertaining himself at home alone, talking to himself, everything comes too suddenly because of happiness.

He would even occasionally pinch himself hard, and then grin with his teeth in pain, and the pain would prove that he was not dreaming.

After the excitement, Zhou Ping calmed down a little.

The forehead is swollen with a big bag, which is a very important thing to affect the image, and if you go out to wave, the first impression on the girl will be greatly reduced.

It's not a good time to go out and surf today, go to the supermarket and buy something to come back and stock up? You must know that even the last loaf of bread in the refrigerator has expired.

Because time restarted again, money became the most meaningless number again, so Zhou Ping could squander it without any scruples.

No, when he came home from the supermarket with a few large tote bags, the entire refrigerator was stuffed to the brim.

Take a look at the time again, it's more than eleven o'clock, and I just casually paddled it in the supermarket before, so I can consider having an early lunch.

When it comes to eating, the first thing that comes to Zhou Ping's mind is Lucy.

This girl was used by Zhou Ping to understand her before, and she was fooled, but in the last reincarnation of the first two days, she didn't go to see her, so now Lucy doesn't know Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping could have moved out of the previous rhetoric and fooled Lucy again.

However, considering that the large bag on his forehead affected the charm value, Zhou Ping gave up this plan for the time being.

What's more......

Zhou Ping squinted, the steak restaurant near the hospital before tasted pretty good.

As soon as he said go, Zhou Ping went straight downstairs and took a taxi straight to the steakhouse.

It was almost half past eleven when I arrived at the restaurant, and the business of this restaurant was very good, and it was almost full.

After all, the general public is the mainstream of society, and it is difficult to enjoy delicious and affordable food.

"What do you need, sir?"

It's unrealistic to have a Michelin-starred restaurant in this kind of restaurant, except that the waiter is a seriously out of shape aunt, but also because the price of the dishes here is basically around 10 to 30 US dollars, and the entire menu will definitely not add up to more than 2,000 US dollars.

If Zhou Ping really clicked it all over again, the people around him would not think that he was a local tyrant, but would only think that he was a fool.

However, Zhou Ping still ordered a few hundred dollars of food, which he usually likes to eat, and he wants to try all the things he likes to eat, and the taste made by this restaurant.

Seafood soup, sirloin steak, filet mignon, grilled wings...... Looking at the various delicacies sent to him, Zhou Ping ate happily without any image.

He felt that his appetite seemed to be better than before, and he didn't know if it was a delusion or because the restaurant did taste good.

Soon, the faint discussion around made Zhou Ping know that all this was not an illusion.

"Oh my God, look at that, that Asian kid has eaten almost five people's portions by himself, and there are quite a few steaks on the table. ”

"Oh my God, seeing that he is still in such a good shape, I really envy this kind of guy who can eat and not gain weight, he is so lucky!"

"This idiot, in fact, should go to the buffet, he can eat more food for the same price, and he can definitely eat back the money. ”

......

Regarding the discussion of the diners around him, Zhou Ping glanced at his mouth, it seems that everyone really has the heart of gossip.

Feeling that his stomach was already full, although he felt that he could eat again, Zhou Ping still put down the tableware.

After taking a sip of milk tea, he got up and was about to walk out of the restaurant, when Zhou Ping paused, and a somewhat familiar person appeared in front of him.

It was a middle-aged man, who was coughing vigorously with a red face at the moment, and the fat woman next to him was looking at him anxiously, talking about something.

Isn't this the unlucky ghost who vomited blood and died last time when I was checking out at the hospital, and I saw that I was still queuing up and didn't have time to see a doctor?

It doesn't matter if you don't see it, now that you see it, Zhou Ping felt that he needed to remind the other party, so he walked over.

"Hey, I think you'd better go to the next hospital for an emergency now, his symptoms should be stuck in the trachea. ”

The fat woman looked at Zhou Ping and said angrily.

"What? Hang the emergency? Young man, you say it lightly, do you know how much it costs to hang an emergency, are you trying to empty our wallets?"

"But his condition is very serious, if he doesn't go to the emergency department, his life is likely to be in danger, I have seen people in similar trouble, because there is no emergency department and finally ......"

"You're from Huaxia, aren't you?" the fat woman asked suddenly.

"yes, what's wrong?" Zhou Ping replied subconsciously.

"Hmph, I saw on the Internet that there is a profession called medical care in your country, has it all been spread to the United States?"

The woman's unceremonious words made Zhou Ping's face darken, and his kind reminder was regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs.