The child took the watch, checked it, and asked in a very professional manner: "When did it stop spinning?"

"When I saw it this afternoon, it had stopped spinning. But I'm sure it was spinning yesterday!"

Huang Mao affirmed: "Let's turn its time back to yesterday."

"Fine."

The child said this, reaching out and pressing the watch.

Under Annan's gaze - the hands of the watch remained motionless for a while, and then suddenly began to reverse. It continued until it pointed to five forty-five, and then finally stopped.

"I'm back to where I was yesterday."

The Tinker replied, "Is there anything else broken?"

"No, no," Huang Mao sat down again with a playful smile, and re-stretched his legs on the table. Then he suddenly thought of it and added: "Thank you, tinker."

At this moment, the door opened again.

A fat pregnant woman who weighed at least 300 pounds complained loudly and squeezed through the door with difficulty: "Doctor, I feel very uncomfortable recently...am I going to give birth?"

"Let me see, ma'am."

The strong man quickly responded in a deep voice.

He pushed the old woman's wheelchair to the table, then turned around and helped the fat pregnant woman to sit at the table. Because she was too fat, she took the seat of two people by herself.

——This strong man is actually a doctor?

Annan was a little surprised.

The strong man gently touched the pregnant woman's abdomen, then retracted his hand calmly: "The due date is tomorrow.

"Eat less today and sleep well tonight... By this time tomorrow, I will almost give birth."

Tomorrow, tomorrow again...

Annan thought.

These people seem to have the ability to control time. And they all seem to have something to do with "tomorrow"...

The old man, the old woman, Huang Mao, the doctor, the tinker, the lady, plus the sister who is cooking.

There should be someone else who is right.
Chapter completed!