Douluo: You call this a toy

"Doctor Yang, Lao Song is already on his way to the restaurant."

The visitor was none other than Zeng Tao, who came into the house saying hello.

Yang Fan stood up and was about to leave when Xiaolian came over, glanced at Zeng Tao, and asked, "You invited Brother Yang to dinner, right?"

Zeng Tao was slightly startled. He didn't expect to meet such a beautiful girl. He nodded, "Doctor Yang cured my disease. I deserve a meal."

"Xiao Lian, the fish has been cleaned, do you want to sprinkle some salt on it?"

As the voice fell, Deng Caiwen also walked over.

A flash of light flashed in Zeng Tao's eyes, why is there another beautiful woman?

"They are?"

"Staff."

Afraid of misunderstanding, Yang Fan subconsciously replied.

Just at this moment, the bedroom door opened and Liu Xueru walked out of the bedroom.

Zeng Tao went away after hearing the reputation, and his eyes froze. He had seen countless women, but he had never seen such a beautiful woman.

"your friend?"

Walking closer, Liu Xueru glanced at Zeng Tao.

"Hello, my name is Zeng Tao. I am a patient of Dr. Yang. He cured my disease. To express my gratitude, I specially invited him to dinner tonight."

Zeng Tao looked calm and not only introduced himself, but also explained his intention.

"Drink less and come back earlier."

A soft voice that had never been heard before.

Yang Fan felt warm in his heart, "I'll be back after dinner."

"Are you Dr. Yang's lover? How about we go together?"

Zeng Tao invited.

Liu Xueru rarely denied it, "I still have something to do, so I won't go."

"Stir-fried little rooster and pickled fish, don't forget to save some for me."

Yang Fan and Zeng Tao got in the car and left.

"Wow, that Mr. Zeng is so cool and handsome."

Xiaolian looked obsessed.

"Why don't you let Brother Yang help you get married?"

Since being stabbed, Deng Caiwen has no good impressions of other men except Yang Fan.

"As long as you give me a few million, you can consider it. Although I am a bit old, I am mature and stable, and I definitely know how to care for people."

Xiaolian is like a nymphomaniac, turning her beautiful eyes and dreaming of spring.

Liu Xueru ignored the bickering between the two. Her eyes were darkened. She had keenly caught the way Zeng Tao looked at her. Although it was fleeting, it did not escape her eyes. The first thing she felt was that the city was quite deep. Associating with such a person, I hope Yang Fan can be more discerning.

Driving out of the community, Zeng Tao said: "Are you married?"?

"No."

"Oh, I have never seen a girl as beautiful as your girlfriend. You are more blessed, so you should cherish her. Unlike me, I am still single in my thirties."

"Are you focusing all your energy on your career?"

Zeng Tao shook his head, "This is one of them. The key is that I haven't met the girl I like yet."

Yang Fan didn't answer, Zeng Tao concentrated on driving.

The phone rang. It was Leng Yao's call. It should be about the autopsy. He hurriedly answered the call.

"The identification results have come out, it's Sun Daben! I have already told Sister Guihua that she may not be in a good mood. Find someone to comfort her."

In the end, this was the result. Yang Fan breathed out slowly, "Thank you."

Immediately, he called his mother, told her the results of the appraisal, and asked her to comfort Sister-in-law Guihua.

Guihua's wife has no one at home, so he has to go back on the day of Da Ben's funeral. Now that he has a driver's license, he plans to pick up the car tomorrow.

Big Regal Restaurant.

Zeng Tao and Yang Fan entered the box. Song Peichang, who arrived early, saw Yang Fan and hurriedly stood up to say hello and let him come to his side.

"Tonight, the three of us will never stop drinking."

Zeng Tao signaled the waiter to open the wine. Song Changpei was generous enough and brought six bottles of Maotai, which were placed on the round table. The strong aroma of wine could be smelled before the bottles were opened.

After filling three glasses with more than two taels, the waiter pushed them in front of the three of them. Zeng Tao urged the dishes to be served and asked the waiter to wait outside the door.

After serving a few side dishes, Song Changpei stood up with a glass of wine, "Dr. Yang, thank you for saving my life. When I felt desperate and life was meaningless, you made me live again. I toast you with this glass of wine." "

He stood, but Yang Fan couldn't sit still. He stood up with the wine, the glasses clinked, Song Changpei poured it into his mouth, his throat wriggled and he swallowed it, and Yang Fan had no choice but to drink it all.

"Dr. Yang is not only good at medical skills, but also generous and cheerful."

Song Changpei grabbed the wine glass and filled it.

He picked up the wine again, "This second glass..."

Zeng Tao interrupted him, "It's not good to drink when your stomach is empty. It's not too late to fill your stomach first and then drink later."

"Yeah, I forgot about it, eat."

Song Changpei slapped his forehead, put down his wine glass, and signaled for food.

Then, he offered Yang Fan a second cup. After two cups, he drank nearly half a catty. If he drank like this, no one would stand up and go out.

Song Changpei had just finished toasting, and Zeng Tao followed up with a toast, also saying some words of thanks. Well, after a round, Yang Fan drank nearly a kilogram.

"Come on, let's go one of three."

Seeing that Yang Fan's eyes were blurred, Bai Tao enthusiastically served the wine again.

In short, Yang Fan did not refuse, and under the frequent toasts from the two of them, he drank more than two kilograms in a short time.

During the dinner, Yang Fan went to the bathroom, but Song Changpei and Zeng Tao were as steady as a mountain, not moving, which shows how good their drinking capacity is.

"Brother Yang, you left your seat first, so you will be fined a drink."

Unknowingly, Zeng Tao changed his title to Yang Fan.

"I can't, my stomach is burning."

This was the first time Yang Fan refused to drink tonight.

"You, your ability to drink is better than... better than mine."

Song Changpei finally couldn't bear it anymore and ran into the bathroom with his mouth covered.

"I'm going to see Lao Song."

Zeng Tao's face turned pale and he walked quickly.

At this time, Yang Fan's cell phone rang. When he saw the number, his expression changed slightly. After hesitating for a few seconds, he hung up.

Soon, I received a message, but unfortunately I didn’t read it.

After Song Changpei and Zeng Tao came out, they drank for a while. Finally, Song Changpei slipped under the table, Yang Fan fell asleep, and Zeng Tao seemed to be fine.

"Brother Yang, are you okay? Let's drink some more."

After calling a few times, Yang Fan didn't respond. Zeng Tao put down his wine glass, filled a bowl of porridge, and drank it like a gentleman.

Then, he looked at the time, picked up Yang Fan, and staggered out of the box.

Zeng Tao said to the waiter outside the door: "Drink, drink too much."

"Sir, do you want to help?"

the waiter asked.

Zeng Tao raised his other arm and put it on the waiter's shoulder, "Thank you."

The waiter's face turned red but she didn't resist. She carried Zeng Tao, and Zeng Tao carried Yang Fan down to the first floor.

"Sir, who will settle your bill?"

The waiter asked again, and then asked the front desk how much she had spent. The cashier at the front desk told her that it had already been paid.

After being sent outside the restaurant, Zeng Tao and Yang Fan got into a taxi and drove away.

"Haha, have a good drink. Brother Yang, where is your home? I forgot."

Yang Fan was shaking and shaking, but Yang Fan didn't react at all.

When we reached a bridge, two bright lights came from ahead.

The driver stepped on the brake and looked at Zeng Tao, "Sir, someone is blocking the road."

"Turn around."

Unfortunately, it was too late. Another car was blocked from behind, very close to me.

"I'm a businessman and I've never offended anyone. They shouldn't be looking for me."

Zeng Tao murmured when he noticed that someone was gathering around him.

"I drive a taxi and I don't have any enemies. Could it be that I'm looking for the person next to you?"

The driver took out the key, opened the door, put his head in his hands, and squatted beside the car.