Start crossing from the love apartment

Chapter 492
Before she knew it, Wan Yu had left the love apartment for nearly half a month.

Everyone slowly returned to their usual lives, and Zhanbo settled down in the apartment again.

He started his nine-to-five life again, but everyone can see that Zhanbo seems to have lost his soul, the smiles on his face are getting less and less, his eyes are getting more and more blurred, and the number of times he is in a daze is getting more and more more.

In response to this phenomenon, everyone had to hold a meeting to discuss carefully.

"Now the situation is obvious, and everyone should understand the seriousness of the matter."

In the bar, Yifei looked at everyone seriously, his brows were full of worry.

My younger brother who used to be lively in middle school suddenly turned into this silly look. I knew it would be better to let Zhanbo and Wanyu go to Milan together.

"That's right, if this continues, Zhanbo will lose his face sooner or later." Teacher Zeng said.

"No, I think it should be Alzheimer's disease, and the symptoms are very consistent." Guan Gu has different opinions on this.

"Ah Momo?" Yu Mo asked suspiciously.

"Alzheimer's disease, also known as dementia."

Youyou explained in a simple and clear way, just watching her and Guan Gu flirting with each other, concubine love, female adulterous husband...

It looks like something strange has been mixed in.

"Dementia? How old is Zhanbo, how could he be dementia." Meijia exclaimed in surprise.

"In fact, many geriatric diseases are getting younger now, such as diabetes. Many young people have been diagnosed with diabetes. However, it is definitely a bit outrageous to say that Zhanbo has dementia. Zhanbo is only in his 20s."

Yang San looked at Guan Gu and Yoyo speechlessly, he really didn't know how they came to such a result.

"It doesn't matter whether he has facial paralysis or dementia, in short, if this continues, something big will happen to the Expo."

Yifei frowned, no matter which one is good, if it's just a physical illness, she believes that with Yang San's method, Zhanbo can be cured.

To be afraid is to be afraid that it is a psychological disease. As the saying goes, a heart disease needs medicine from the heart.

At this moment, where can I find a heart medicine for Dr. Zhan Bo?
Wan Yu has just gone to Milan, where can I become a Wan Yu.

Wait, change?

Yifei couldn't help looking at Yang San slowly, it seems that San'er has a medicine that can turn a person into another person, why don't you give Zhanbo a try?

"Then what should we do? Otherwise, let's take turns telling jokes to Zhan Bo, and we should be fine if we smile more." Guan Gu suggested.

"No, for a high-end science student like Zhanbo, ordinary jokes are not very effective. I think you should try the jokes, which are most suitable for the boring type like Zhanbo." Meijia laughed.

"Hey, so my eyebrow dance can also come in handy? That's great, as the saying goes, practice eyebrows for a thousand days, and dance for a while..."

Teacher Zeng raised his eyebrows meanly, as if there was an impromptu eyebrow dance performance.

"Put away you two disgusting caterpillars, I almost vomited up my breakfast." Yifei glared at Teacher Zeng in disgust.

Seeing that there was no result from the discussion, Yifei looked at the time and saw that it was getting late, so he had to announce the adjournment of the meeting.

"Okay, let's distribute the tasks now. From now on, everyone will come up with ten jokes for me. They can't be the ones that are searched on the Internet, and they will be handed in at night the day after tomorrow. Unqualified...huh!"

"........."

Everyone couldn't help being speechless, and looked at Guan Gu sadly, you said you, it's nothing to make a joke, now it's really a joke.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, two days have passed.

Yang San was strolling happily with Yu Mo.

Suddenly, Yang San's cell phone rang.

"Hello, Zi Qiao?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Zi Qiao's urgent cry rang out.

"Hey, San'er, come and save me, I'm about to be amputated."

"Zi Qiao, this joke is a bit cold." Yang San said with a smile.

"It's not a joke, it's true, you won't see me if you don't come."

Yang San narrowed his eyes and smiled calmly.

"This joke is even colder, you have to wait and think about it."

"No, Saner..."

Seeing that Ziqiao was talking endlessly, Yang San hung up the phone without hesitation.

"Zi Qiao? What is he doing? He sounds very anxious." Yu Mo asked suspiciously.

"It's okay, Zi Qiao told me two jokes, but it's a bit cold."

Yang San smiled slightly,
"What joke? Zi Qiao called to tell you a joke?"

Yu Mo looked at Yang San teasingly, why does this kind of treatment always have a flamboyant feeling.

"What are you thinking? It's not Yifei. If we want to make a joke, we can't copy it online, so Ziqiao will tell me a joke whenever he thinks of it in the past two days. My ears are almost callused."

Yang San patted Yu Mo's head dotingly, his whole body was itchy after a day of neglect.

"I have to say that Zi Qiao's cold jokes or jokes are absolutely top-notch, but jokes are not good, especially jokes about boys."

Yang San and Yu Mo chatted and laughed and started shopping again.

Unexpectedly, just after shopping for a short while, another phone call came.

"what?"

Yang San hadn't connected yet, but looked at the number verification displayed on the phone in surprise.

"What's the matter? Zi Qiao has another cold joke?" Yu Mo laughed.

"No, it seems to be a call from the hospital."

Yang San connected suspiciously.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Mr. San'er? This is XXXX Hospital. Mr. Lu Zhanbo just had a car accident and was sent to the hospital..."

"Car accident? Are you kidding me?" Yang San called out in surprise.

"A large truck ran a red light and crashed into the taxi that Mr. Lu Zhanbo was riding in."

Yang San's expression froze immediately.

"Okay, I'll be right over here."

After Yang San hung up the phone, he softly comforted the panicked Yu Mo.

"Xiao Ke."

After comforting Yu Mo, Yang San let out a deep voice.

"Just now there was a car accident at the XX intersection. A large truck ran a red light and hit a taxi."

"The taxi driver and a passenger were sent to XXXX Hospital, and the passenger's registered name was Lu Zhanbo."

Xiao Ke knew exactly what Yang San wanted to ask, as early as when Yang San was still on the phone, he had already checked the truth and explained the matter clearly and briefly.

Not only that, but also sent photos one by one to Yang San's mobile phone.

Among them are the photos of the taxi on the Expo, the moment of the car accident, and the horrific photos of the taxi after the accident...

"This...this...how could this be..."

When Yu Mo, who had just calmed down, saw these photos, he immediately covered his mouth with tears streaming down his face.

Yang San's face was gloomy, and his fingers kept swipe across the phone.

The snapshots of the moment of the car accident, the chaos at the scene after the car accident, the rescue of the wounded after the ambulance, fire engine, and police car arrived at the scene...

Suddenly, Yang San scratched out a picture of Zhanbo sitting on a stretcher being carried into an ambulance...

(End of this chapter)