This is the third time this week. You can come to whatever excitement you are. You can even get a bottle of a drip if you don’t go to work and go to the hospital. It’s not over!

The red light in front of him turned on, Lin Yao loosened the accelerator, slowly stepped on the brakes, and the car stopped in front of the white line. He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, and watched the Cherokee with the rear number 444 slowly leaning over from the rearview mirror. It was still the same as the previous two times, and the car stopped in the lane to his right.

For three consecutive days, he could see this Cherokee parked on his right when he was waiting for the red light at this intersection every day.

Lin Yao still looked right from the car window. Sure enough, the car window was still closed and he couldn't see the fart. He didn't even see clearly whether the man or the woman was sitting in the cab.

However, it was 30 degrees early in the morning, so it was normal to turn on the air conditioner by closing the window. Lin Yao looked forward and back and left and right, and the only one of his cars was the one who opened the window to implement environmental protection to the end.

He is not an active environmentalist. If his car had not had a displacement of 1.3 and would immediately become weak after turning on the air conditioner throttle, he would not have blown the hot air in the hot weather.

It's been five or six years since he got to his hand. I don't know what kind of fake film is on the car window. It feels like there is no film. When the sun is bigger, I feel like I'm thrown into the car window and it's like a fish fillet that has been thrown on the beach. So he throws a piece of lining cloth removed from the mooncake box on the back seat. When the sun is too strong, he clamps it on the car window as a curtain.

That's right, he drove a broken car, and his father got the second-hand Xiao Xiali from where he didn't know where.

Although Lin Yao drove a 1.3-bit Shari, in his eyes, a Cherokee is not a great car, but now it is enough to make him hate him.

After graduating from college, my father hoped that he could go to the company to do it with him, but Lin Yao had no interest in his father's great career. He was not even interested in building a house. Like all the newly graduated college students, he wanted to break free from his parents, especially the "successful" parents, so he rose up to resist and I had the final say in my job.

My father didn't force him too much, but just canceled the graduation gift he promised to him and said, "Isn't it awesome? Make it yourself."

"Isn't it just a broken Cherokee?" Lin Yao felt that he had a unique prospect when he said this. "I don't believe that I can't make it!"

So my dad took the attitude of being your dad after all, and got him a second-hand Xiao Xiali for him to go to and from get off work. The specific source is unknown. Anyway, when Lin Yao first saw the little blue car parked next to the Cayenne of his dad, his eyes almost fell off. He looked at his mom in horror: "This car is the gift my dad gave me?"

"Yes," my mother looked at him happily, "It was Cherokee, don't you want it."

Lin Yao admitted that he was very distressed when facing this car, but in the end he gritted his teeth: "It's great! It's better than driving a little lamb, thank my father for me."

Just like that, Cherokee became a lingering shadow in Lin Yao's heart. Whenever he saw this car on the street, he couldn't help but take a look.

So, when he met the same Cherokee at the same intersection for three consecutive days and found that the owner of the car was very awesome and picked a "dead" license plate for his car, he was so impressed by the car and the stimulation of the car to him was so tear-jerking.

The traffic flow at this intersection is very high, and Lin Yao's direction is not the main road, so the red light is heartbreaking. Lin Yao leaned against the seat and looked at the Cherokee's window on the right, and his thoughts had already floated far away.

The window of the car suddenly slowly lowered, and the face of the person sitting in the driver's seat was exposed bit by bit. Lin Yao did not move. Due to inertia, he still stared at the same direction and saw clearly that it was a young man with sunglasses on his nose. At the same time, he also heard the music in the car, which was quite loud. The California Hotel, this is a repertoire that he has not changed in MP3 since he went to school.

When the other party's eyes finally met him, Lin Yao finally came back to his senses. When he was a little embarrassed and ready to turn his head, the other party's mouth suddenly moved.

Lin Yao couldn't hear what he said, but his mouth was extremely clear, which made him furious in an instant!

What the man said was, it's nonsense.

"Damn! You're the one you are looking at!" Lin Yao cursed. Because the two cars had a serious height difference, he had to raise his face. The other party looked down at him with a squint, which made him extremely angry, so he added, "You're just a bullshit!"

The man didn't know if he heard him or not, and suddenly smiled, gently hooked his sunglasses with his fingers down, looked at him with a squinted look, and the car window slowly closed again.

"My heartbroken!" Lin Yao slapped the steering wheel in anger. When he wanted to take a photo again, the green light was on.

He glanced at the Cherokee next to him and stepped on the accelerator. Xiao Xiali let out a roar and rushed out as soon as he let go of the clutch. Lin Yao turned the steering wheel and quickly squeezed the car to the front of Cherokee. He saw from the rearview mirror that Cherokee had just started and stepped on the brake immediately. He felt very relieved.

This road is an old road with only two lanes. After Lin Yao squeezed into front of Cherokee, the road ahead was actually quite empty, but he only drove in the fourth gear for more than 30 steps forward, and the car could only follow him in a very aggrieved manner.

According to several days of observation, the Cherokee owner's route to work is roughly the same. If he hadn't gone to the hospital to get a bottle drier today, this kid would have to follow him to the High-tech Building to have the chance to overtake.

Lin Yao honked the horn, pressed the double and flashed a few times, and then he turned right and went to the hospital with satisfaction.

As soon as he turned up, his phone rang. The powerful Volunteer March was very refreshing. He stuffed his headphones: "Who."

"Sister Xiao, I'm tender," a thunderous voice came from inside, "What are you doing?"

Tenderness is the swornship in Lin Yao’s game. It is big and thick, and the voice is like a big bell. It plays a female role, and its full name is Tenderness is like water.

"Driving to the hospital, what's the matter?"

"BOSS was stolen," Tenderness hesitated for a moment, "we intercepted the person in the middle of the road, but I saw a friend with a big knife on the opposite side... kill him?"

"Kill." Lin Yao drove his car into the hospital parking lot. There were not many empty spaces early in the morning, and he was a little irritated.

"Dadao's friends are also killed?" Rouqing still hesitated. Dadao is the master of their own gang and is considered the main force of the gang.

"Kill, Big Dao is unhappy and ask him to find me." Lin Yao found a parking space in the corner. Xiao Xiali was just that. She was a small person and could squeeze in anywhere. Last time he squeezed the car into the middle of two parking spaces. Of course, he was later posted a ticket.

When he parked the car and walked into the hospital lobby, the phone rang again. He picked it up and was about to curse someone, but he saw that the caller ID was Lin Zong.

Lin Zong is his biological brother, five years older than him. He has taken Lin Yao over the wall and climbed trees and stole the land since he was a child. He has never done a good thing. He has been Lin Yao's idol until now.

Every time I see Lin Zong’s name, Lin Yao would admire his father’s superb name in his heart.

The names of the two brothers are named "the glorious family and glorious ancestors".

Since Lin Yao knew this, he has been unable to look directly at his name and has been depressed for a long time. Lin Zong said, thank God, he didn't give us two names, or I'm called Lin Guangzong, you have to be called Lin Yaozu.

Yes, with my father's level, this is good. Even if it's a name of one word, at least one is Lin Zu and the other is Lin Zong...

"Brother, what's the matter?" Lin Yao said and quickly moved the phone away, sneezing at the ground.

"Have you gone to the hospital?" Lin Zong said with concern.

"Just arrived." Lin Yao sniffed.

"Let me have lunch here and try new dishes."

"It will be fatal to eat high protein when you have a cold. Are you my biological brother?" Lin Yao said this, but in fact he was quite expecting it. "A resort or an old house?"

Lin Zong has a resort in the suburbs of the city. Recently, he opened a private vegetable restaurant in the old city with a friend who is said to be good at making ancestral dishes. He only accepts five tables of guests every day. The price is very bad, and he has to make an appointment in advance. Lin Yao has eaten it a few times. He can't eat it from ancestral dishes. Anyway, he thinks it is delicious.

"Where are wild vegetables and vegetarian food in the old house, waiting for you at noon." Lin Zong hung up the phone after saying that.

"No need to be Quansu," Lin Yao was a little discouraged at the silent phone call, "It's not Ma..."

As soon as the summer comes, there are many cold patients blowing out air conditioners in the hospital. Lin Yao sat in the injection room and waited for a long time before a young nurse ran over with a bag of some medicine.

"Lin Guangzhai?" The little girl stared at him with a serious face.

"Ah?" Lin Yao didn't react. What's the matter with Lin Guangzhai?

"You're stupid when you have a fever," the little girl handed the medicine bag to him, "Is Lin Guangzhai you?"

"Sister!" Lin Yao glanced at the name on the bag. The words for the medicine were written in a very cursive way. "These two words are a combination, Nian Yao! You can split them for me and I can directly immigrate to Japan."

The little girl looked at it and was amused: "Lin Yao, it's you."

"yes."

"Which hand should I prick?"

The word "thorn" made Lin Yao feel a little trembling. He has been afraid of getting an injection since he was a child. He can take an epidemic prevention injection in elementary school and he can pretend to be constipated in the toilet for half an hour without getting it.

"You can choose which one you like." Lin Yao handed both hands to the little girl.

"The skin is pretty good, so tender, whiter than me," the little girl probably saw that he was a little nervous, teased him, and then patted his left hand, "Just this one."

"Take it." Lin Yao stretched out his hand, leaned against the chair, turned his face to the side, staring at a little boy hanging on the water diagonally opposite. The child looked only seven or eight years old, and was alone. The parents were so kind.

"The blood vessels are a little thin," the little girl took the rubber tube and tied it to his wrist, pinching his hand and patting it, "It's hard to find."

"If you look for it carefully, there will definitely be one." Lin Yao didn't know what to say.

"Okay, that's it." The little girl disinfected him, took the needle and stabbed it in.

In fact, the little girl was good at skill, and Lin Yao didn't feel it hurt much. But before he could praise her, the little girl actually pulled out the needle again!

"What's wrong!" Lin Yao felt that it didn't hurt to pull out the needle, but he felt very scary.

"There is no blood recovery, your blood vessels are too thin," the little girl disinfected his left hand again, "It's time to pierce this one."

"You are more dedicated, I'm so tired." Lin Yao gritted his teeth.

"I'm sorry," the little girl smiled at him embarrassedly, lowered her head and gave her another shot very seriously, "Tsk."

Lin Yao was about to say, "What are you doing?" The little girl actually pulled the needle out again, but she didn't pull it out, but stabbed it in again, then moved it twice, and finally pulled out the needle.

"Dear sister," Lin Yao's face turned green and he looked at the little girl, "Where are you playing the erhu? Are you playing Erquan Yingyue?"

The little girl was embarrassed and wanted to laugh, and her face turned red: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my skills are not up to standard, your blood vessels are too thin, why don't I look at your right hand?"

"Okay, take it." Lin Yao handed over his right hand, and he also took it a pity. It's not like piercing it.

When the little girl stabbed the needle again and failed to get back the blood again, Lin Yao could no longer find anything to say, and just leaned on the chair and looked at her.

The little girl didn't want to laugh anymore, her eyebrows were twisted together, and she pulled out the needle: "I'm so sorry, I'll call an old nurse to prick you."

"You have to be scolded?" Lin Yao looked at the other nurses who were busy. Everyone's expressions were very serious. At first glance, they were all busy and angry.

"It's okay." The little girl bit her lip and turned around to call someone.

Lin Yao felt a little unbearable. This girl probably had just graduated, so why would she get squeaked? He poked the girl's back with his finger: "Forget it, you try again. There is still a chance, it's almost right away from the sieve."

The little girl squatted in front of him with a touching look on her face, her hands staring at him were almost pressed on. This time she finally got the right place. Lin Yao finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the small piece of blood in the syringe. This was the first time he could feel sincerely happy to see his blood.

Lin Yao took out his cell phone and planned to send a text message to ask Rouqing how the battle was. The little boy who had been sitting obediently on the other side suddenly raised his head and shouted at him: "Dad!"
Chapter completed!