However, Lan Zeyu was glad that she was inexplicably sleeping by the stupid little girl last night.

Until now, when I was about to drink Mengpo soup, I still couldn't figure out whether there was that, that... that... it was no longer important. What was important was that - I was going to die! I was going to die...

With a "bang", Lan Zeyu slammed on the big truck, and she fell like a turtle.

Lan Zeyu's teeth hurt, with blood flowing from teeth. Her stomach seemed to hurt.

Is this the territory of King Yama?

Lan Zeyu reached out and tried to pat the "floor" under his body. The floor made a "clang clang" sound. Lan Zeyu suddenly realized that the floor in the underworld was rusty iron!

Lan Zeyu never felt so relieved.

Death is just that.

Lan Zeyu really wanted to see what the underworld looked like, and stood up excitedly-

"Ga—"

Just as Lan Zeyu got up from the "floor", he felt dizzy in his head. Before he could stand firm, he fell off the "floor" with a "bang", lying on the ground, with a nose full of dust.

Lan Zeyu was drowsy and tried hard to open her eyes. When she saw that this was not an asphalt road?

In the underworld, is this thing?

Sure enough, the times are developing, and the three realms are progressing! Good! Good times...

"You guy! Are you blind! You can't watch the road when riding a bicycle?!"

Just when Lan Zeyu was lying on the asphalt road and smelling the oil with a special rosin smell, at the same time, Lan Zeyu was extremely excited and sighing—

It seemed that there were unfriendly and rude swearing in the air.

Alas - I don’t have quality! The spiritual civilization in the underworld still cannot keep up.

"Boy! Just get out of the way if you have nothing to do! We will deliver the goods in a hurry! All the gods and gods are like urging death!"

Delivery? All kinds of gods?

No! Is there a god who invites me to go to the door?

Or is Black and White Impermanence trying to capture the souls of those whose life has ended to the eighteen levels of hell?

don't want!

Although I, Lan Zeyu, did something that was always abandoned last night, don’t go to hell!

"No, no..."

"My brain is broken! Let's go! The company is waiting for this batch of molds to start construction! It has been delayed. When I meet this kind of local bun, I don't understand the traffic rules. Be careful in the future! Go around! After delivering the goods, there is still a private job with a lot of money in the morning..."

Private job?

What is private work? Lan Zeyu said she doesn’t understand.

Lan Zeyu shook her head. The languages ​​of these people from the underworld are still somewhat different from those in the world.

Lan Zeyu shook her head again, it was not important.

Land buns?

Lan Zeyu thought she was the smartest and most fashionable one in the countryside. When she heard this, she was full of anger and jumped up from the ground. At first glance, a big truck was ripping off with exhaust gas and rumbling away.

no!

The two people we were talking to just now were not black and white impermanence?

This asphalt road is not the asphalt road in the underworld?

What's wrong? What happened?

Wait and wait—

Lan Zeyu raised her hand and patted her head, it hurt!

I remembered it! The rusty iron "floor" in the underworld just now was the roof of the big truck!

Lan Zeyu recalled the thrilling moment just now, and she was so scared that she trembled all over.

Lan Zeyu quickly touched her body. Fortunately, except for a little headache, other parts are fine.

We rural people cross mountains and ridges every day, and this physique is not something that can be covered!

"Young man, are you okay?"

Suddenly, a traffic policeman pushed the crooked shared bicycle and walked towards Lan Zeyu, and the two fast food boxes that were pressing were still hung on the handlebars.

This car can continue to rotate! Judging from the folding marks of the shared bicycle, it has been repaired by the traffic police.

Seeing two fast food boxes, Lan Zeyu suddenly remembered that Chi Xubin was still in the hospital for rescue!

Without saying a word, Lan Zeyu took the shared bicycle, jumped up, and rushed to Jixing Hospital.

Lan Zeyu took off the two fast food boxes and saw that it was empty. When the white plastic bag was broken, there was no piece of fried noodles in the market.

Lan Zeyu felt as if she was losing her parents, holding two fast food boxes sadly, and walked towards the unrecyclable trash can with caution.

He threw it gently, left reluctantly, and entered the lobby of Jixing Hospital.

The lobby of Jixing Hospital is coming and going, and people are rushing to death, as if they are rushing to death. This is not the point, the point is - good guy! Jixing Hospital is bigger than a village, and Lan Zeyu doesn't know where Chi Xubin is.

Lan Zeyu stood in the middle of the lobby, looked around, and saw three words: Inquiry platform.

Lan Zeyu smiled slightly, walked over, stood in front of the counter, looked at the beautiful nurse's sister, and asked respectfully: "Miss, where is the emergency department to rescue patients?"

The nurse sister at the questioning desk looked at Lan Zeyu in surprise.

I couldn't speak for a long time, and then I put on a word.

"President Lan, are you robbed?"

no!

What did the nurse sister say?

In this city, is it called the president if you call anyone?

Not right! She knows that my surname is Lan Zeyu?

Strange!

Could it be that I just went to the gate of hell and got into evil?

Lan Zeyu raised her hand and touched her head. She must have broken her head, so she misinterpreted the nurse's sister's meaning, or the brain waves were blocked, and refraction occurred during the process of receiving the other party's meaning.

It doesn’t matter, it’s me, Lan Zeyu, who was in a car accident and left behind sequelae.

"Miss, I'm not robbed."

"Then President Lan, you must be a beggar playing a mobile game role, right?"

beggar?

How can this beautiful nurse sister discriminate against people?

"Please tell me where is the student who was stabbed by a knife that I just sent in?"

Lan Zeyu put away her smile and looked serious.

After this change of face, the nurse became nervous and apologized in panic. She immediately walked out of the counter and took Lan Zeyu to the emergency clinic very politely.

"President Lan, the wounded is still in emergency treatment. Please move to the VIP lounge to rest."

The nurse sister lowered her head, bent her *** in a curve of ninety degrees. Her tone of speaking was almost admiration and admiration, and a little fear and tension.

What is a VIP room?

Lan Zeyu thought about it for a few seconds, changed to a smiling face, and replied: "Thank you, no need."

A trace of unexpected doubt flashed in the nurse's eyes, and then he responded softly: "Okay, President Lan, please sit here."

After the nurse said that, she quickly left.

This Lan Zehan is always so serious, he is so familiar with him, and he is still fierce. Isn’t he just a rich and second generation? Who cares! Except for my mother who wants to work in the Lan family, I don’t ask for the Lan family, so what are you trying to do? (To be continued)
Chapter completed!