This Deji pot sticker shop is not a fan of it. Even people from other countries who have eaten Debak’s pot stickers and buns will definitely be repeat customers.

Dibuck has long been used to it. When he sees people entering the pot sticker shop, he has become a conditioned reflex.

"You asked me to buy pot stickers, you are a great doctor. When did you become a waiter who sells pot stickers and buns?"

Dybala glanced at him coldly, and her tone was a little unhappy.

Seeing that Dybala was angry, Dybala immediately explained: "Little brother... In the morning, I want to go find you after get off work..."

"Later, I suddenly wanted to eat pot stickers and buns, so I came to the pot stickers shop run by my friend and then check out his dad!"

Dybak felt that the script he wrote was fine, and he couldn't help but wonder, how did the little brother Dybala know that he was here?

Dybala looked at Dybala's father and said, "Isn't this the father of the hero who saved people? Doctor Dybala, when did you have such a friend?"

The entire pot sticker shop was silent, and everyone looked at Dibuck with strange eyes. He really called Dibuck!

Xiao Zamao secretly admired her, "Awesome, such a rich young man, is he a famous rich third generation in New York?"

One of the gangsters suddenly remembered something and attached it to the leader Xiao Zamao's ears and said: "He is the son of the director of Dean Hospital. This Debuck is the hospital's famous attending doctor."

Dibuck was a little surprised at first, but then he wondered, how did the little brother find him here?

He must have had an urgent matter, so he came here to find him. Yes, when he left the hospital gate...

When I saw the female assistant of my uncle Di's family, I asked him where he was going? Dibak casually said, going to the Deji Pot Sticker Store near Central Street.

Seeing that Dibak was covering him tightly, the female assistant thought he was going out to buy pot stickers, so she didn't ask and quickly walked into the hospital hall.

Dibak thought that it must be the female assistant of uncle Di's family who told him that he had come to this pot sticker shop.

Dibuck looked at the Hummer off-road vehicle parked outside again. He immediately guessed something, and felt that the Di family was too rich.

It's easy to deal with now. Isn't it a matter of minutes to repay a loan of hundreds of thousands of yuan to my father...

"Little...brother, don't I want to eat pot stickers here? I'll also come and see my friend's father..."

"By the way, his name is also Dibak. This is his father. I was just kidding you."

Dibuck smiled embarrassedly, calling him brother again, really kind...

He continued, "I owe these people some small money. Give me my bank card so I can withdraw the money back to others."

"Bank card, your bank card? Didn't your sister Qiuxi give it to you? She is your housekeeper?" Dybala asked in surprise.

"Ah? Then I'm putting all my savings in the bank card. Did she help me keep them? Let her get some for me to return them."

Dibak was a little puzzled and thought, maybe it was because he just woke up, did Sister Xia Qiuxi forget it?

Dybala waved his hand calmly and said, "A moment, just call her and tell her!"

At this time, the pot sticker shop became quieter, and everyone's eyes looked at Dibak even more strange.

Xiao Zamao admired her even more. Idol, he is obviously a famous doctor, but he really wants to help the people who sell pot stickers to death pay.

"Young man, thank you for your kindness. You don't have to help me pay back the money. I can handle it myself." Dibuck's father hurriedly helped him out.

"Uncle Di, I am Dibuck's good brother. I can't write two Dibucks in one stroke. We both share the same names and surnames, which means we are too destined to be together."

"His name is Dibak, and I'm also called Dibak. I will definitely pay you back the money."

"Give me some time, I'll go find my sister to ask for a bank card." Dibuck said, thorning.

He has a short mouth, since Dybala is a rich three generations...

Now I am embarrassed to ask my brother for money, so I can only go to Xia Qiuxi to ask my bank card to help my father pay back the money in the afternoon.

Then Dibak wrote an IOU, pressed his handprint, and handed it to Xiao Zamao.

Xiao Zamao saw that Dybuck's little brother Dybala drove such a good car, and he was the son of the director of Dean Hospital.

Moreover, Dibak is also a doctor in this hospital, and he is not worried that he will not pay back the money.

Xiao Zamao left with his men. Before leaving, he looked at the limited edition Hummer that Dybala drove.

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The little maids all left, and Daddy Di said to Dibuck: "Young man, why are you doing this?"

"I can pay back these debts myself. In this world, there are thousands of people with names and surnames, so don't care too much."

At this time, Daddy's red and swollen eyes were a little wet. I remember that his son had never mentioned it to him. He had such a good friend who was of the same name as him...

"This is what I should do. Uncle Di, Dibuck is gone. I will be your own son from now on. I will give you a care for the elderly and see you off."

Dibak's eyes couldn't help but feel a little wet. His father was clearly in front of him, but he couldn't recognize him. It was a great rebellion and unfilial piety to let him bear this pain for nothing.

"Dad Di, I'll see you tomorrow." Before tears could come out, Dibuck left a word and walked out the door quickly.

When he walked to the door, he suddenly stopped again. He choked and said, "Dad Di, if there is any knowledge in the Izumi, he will definitely not want you to commit suicide."

"You should cherish your life. You are still young. You must live well and live his share, and the longer you live, the better!"

After saying that, Dibak never hesitated anymore and walked out of the pot sticker shop.

Dad Di was shocked and stared at Dibuck's back in a daze.

Dybala glanced at Dybala, without saying a word, turned around and walked out with Dybala.

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After getting on the bus, the little brother Dybala said unhappily: "I don't object to you if you want to be a good person..."

"But you just woke up a few days ago and came here to pay the money for others. At least you have to say to me and my dad..."

"Do you know how much favor we father and son spent to find the nursing home to take you in for you?"

"Sorry, I won't know next time. By the way, I'm going to go to Sister Qiuxi to get my passbook."

Dibak's tone suddenly became a little cold, and at this moment, all he was concerned about was his father.

Dybala was a little angry: "It's okay to pay back the money tomorrow... Besides, you should do good things and pay back the money for others."

"I just went to the hospital to find you. A patient you cured before came. It seemed that he was a child who was an official in the state government..."
Chapter completed!