Yaoyao smiled and didn't say anything. The best relationship between the two is that you are making trouble and I am laughing.

Zhang Bufan was busy treating his illness in the hospital, and had long forgotten his agreement with Song Qing, "Where are you Dr. Zhang?"

“Dr. Zhang?

What Dr. Zhang?

There are several Dr. Zhang in our hospital.”

A young nurse said impatiently, "I'm busy, don't delay my work."

"Hey, wait a moment, I'll look for Dr. Zhang Bufan, you guys."

"Do you have a reservation?"

Song Qing thought for a while, nodded, and then shook her head, "I don't know if it's a reservation."

"If you have it, you have it, if you don't, forget it, don't make trouble here, you'd better leave quickly.

I'll have a surgery to help me later, and I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

Song Qing was a little disappointed. No one answered the phone call to Zhang Bufan. He was in the operation at this time and had no time to take care of him.

Song Qing kept sitting there waiting, thinking that he would come out even if Zhang Bufan got off work at the latest.

After Zhang Bufan had the operation, it was already very late. He was about to go home to rest when he found that Song Qing was sitting on the chair and was about to fall asleep. Then he remembered the agreement with Song Qing.

Looking at the confused Song Qing, Zhang Bufan hurried over, "Song Qing, Song Qing, I'm so embarrassed. I asked you to wait for me for so long. There are too many surgeries today. I don't have time to watch the phone, so I forgot the promise with you."

Song Qing stretched and looked indifferent, "Oh, our Dr. Zhang is finally free."

"Let's go, I'll treat you and go to our office."

Zhang Bufan suggested.

"I think it's okay today. You are so tired and haven't eaten yet. How about I treat you to a meal?"

"This is not good, I promised to treat you today."

"It's okay, isn't there a special situation?"

As soon as Song Qing finished speaking, she heard Zhang Bufan's stomach scream.

"Haha, what am I talking about? I'm still quarrel with me here. Let's go and have a meal."

Song Qing took Zhang Bufan to a nearby restaurant.

“The noodles here are very delicious, don’t dislike them.

"Song Qing was afraid that Zhang Bufan would not be used to such places.

"Why? I often come to eat nearby, but I really don't know about this noodle restaurant. Try it and see how delicious you said."

"Haha, boss, let's have two bowls of noodles."

"Girl, it's you again."

"Yes, uncle, business is good today."

"This is all a blessing for you regular guests."

The boss said modestly.

"Where is it? The noodles made by the boss are delicious. Why don't I bring my friends to eat again?"

Song Qing said proudly.

Zhang Bufan also stepped forward to say hello, "Hello, boss."

He looked up and down at the boss, thinking that this boss looked ordinary and would taste like cooking.

The store was very quiet, everyone was eating their own food. A man shouted in a loud voice, "Boss, come on a bowl of noodles."

Everyone around them also looked over. The man's face was a bit fierce and clear. He could tell at a glance that he was not a good person.

The man said fiercely, "What are you looking at!"

"Who is that?"

"That's right, it's really overbearing."

The young couple turned their heads and whispered, but the restaurant was so big that it was easy for men to hear it.

The man passed by Zhang Bufan, carrying a cold wind on his body and came to the couple, "What?

What did you just say?"

The husband on the other end was about to stand up and say something, but the man inserted a knife into the table. The young couple was so scared that they shivered all over.

"It's better to be careful next time you speak."

After the man said that, he saw that the young couple did not respond and added this sentence, "Did you hear it?"

"I heard it, I heard it."

The man then pulled the knife and walked towards his desk.

Zhang Bufan was a little disgusted with it and deliberately stretched out his feet. The man didn't pay attention to his feet and was accidentally tripped. Fortunately, he supported the ground with one hand, otherwise he would have to fall and eat shit.

The others couldn't help laughing. The young couple was so sad that they were in a silence and looked like they didn't dare to laugh.

The man became scared and looked around fiercely. Zhang Bufan was having a meal as if nothing had happened. He walked in front of Zhang Bufan.

Zhang Bufan is still like nothing, "Song Qing, this noodles tastes good, you really got it right."

Song Qing didn't understand the current situation, but she felt something was wrong with the atmosphere. She looked up and looked exactly the man's eyes, and then lowered her head with guilt, "Uh, yes, yes."

Even speaking a little stuttered.

After the man met Song Qing's eyes, his eyes never left Song Qing. His mind also fell from Zhang Bufan and walked to Song Qing, "Girl, he looks good. Isn't it a pity to be with such a coward?"

After hearing this, Zhang Bufan did not answer. He continued to eat noodles and said to Song Qing, "Eat quickly, there will be something wrong in a while."

When the man saw that these two people ignored him, he became angry all of a sudden, "I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me!"

Zhang Bufan smiled and said politely, "Are you talking to us?"

Sorry, I was too focused on eating and didn’t notice it.”

Everyone inside noticed that Zhang Bufan deliberately tripped the person, and said he was happy in his heart.

"You boy, don't pretend to be here."

The man inserted the knife into the table. He realized that he could not insert it any longer. Then he realized that Zhang Bufan had held his wrist and he couldn't move even harder. "You boy, what does this mean? Are you sincerely going to oppose me?"

"I don't dare, isn't you going to stab me with a knife?

I can't react at all, can you be a fool?"

Zhang Bufan's tone was relaxed, and he didn't look scared at all.

"You see so many people watching, I can't lie, right? Besides, you are still holding a knife in your hand, I'm right."

Zhang Bufan deliberately lowered his posture, looking wronged, which made people laugh and cry.

The man felt speechless and tried hard to insert the knife down, but Zhang Bufan couldn't move his wrist.

Song Qing looked at the man's appearance and couldn't help laughing. Zhang Bufan took the man's wrist and stabbed it to the side, looking anxious, "Oh, I'm scared to death, help, help, this person is going to stab me to death, scared to death."

Everyone inside could hear Zhang Bufan saying this on purpose, but he was a little worried about him, but no one dared to act rashly. This man seemed to be difficult to mess with and didn't dare to go forward and fight to the death.

At this time, a man came in at the door, wearing an ordinary person's clothes. He saw the man stabbing Zhang Bufan and shouted, "Stop!"
Chapter completed!