Chapter 399： Excessive brain supplementation is a disease

the next day.

The morning light was faint, and the person lying on the bed woke up, his complexion recovered a little, and he was no longer as weak as last night, but he still didn't seem to be in good condition.

After Yan Zhixu finished washing up, he picked up the phone on the bedside table.

As soon as it was opened, Weibo pushed her several hot searches.

Seeing Jin Huiqiao's name, he did not hesitate to log on to Weibo. Most of the hot searches were news about the car accident in Lan City.

#Jinhuiqiao is hospitalized

# Jin Huiqiao's agent appeared in Lan City Hospital

#Mayor Lu appeared at Jiu'an Hospital

# "From Zero" has been edited, and the director announced that it will start broadcasting after the press conference

# Maopu Goddess's Hu photographer officially resigned

...

Yan Zhixu casually clicked into a hot search with a few pictures of the scene of the car accident.

The nanny car collided with the valuable Porsche, and both cars were badly damaged and even rolled on the ground for a few laps.

The car caught fire and the flames raged. Just by looking at the pictures, you can imagine how tragic the car accident was.

Yan Zhixu stared at the photo on the phone screen. The dead baby, about two or three years old, was floating above the nanny car.

He still had a smile on his face and clapped his hands together, as if he saw something funny.

"The backlash is very fast."

The feed that this kid needs, Jin Huiqiao, can't afford it anymore, and the owner will continue to be backlashed.

Yan Zhixu casually flipped through the comments for a while, then exited Weibo with a murmur.

Turn off the phone, hold it in hand, and walk downstairs with a pair of slippers.

When I came to the living room, I saw Yan Jinxiu sitting on the sofa, who had finished the final exam.

He had Erlang's legs crossed, his hair was a little messy, he was playing games with his mobile phone in his hands, and occasionally swearing in his mouth.

After playing a game, and seeing that he was the losing MVP, his unruly face was gloomy.

"Fuck!"

He cursed, pouted his lips and left his phone on the sofa depressed, looking up at Yan Zhixu who was sitting in front of him.

"Fuck!"

Sitting on the sofa, his body was unstable, he slipped down inadvertently, and fell on the cold floor.

Yan Zhixu raised his eyebrows, licked his lower molars with his tongue, and said in a somewhat mocking tone, "Little brother, you don't have to give me such a big gift in the early morning."

I don't care about her joking.

Yan Jinxiu stood up from the ground and patted off the dust that did not exist on his body.

His brows were furrowed, and his tone was unpleasant.

"Have you run into a ghost? Why did you look so pale in one night?"

"This pale face looks like being squeezed | dried up, shouldn't it be a little white-faced male ghost?"

He was complaining, but he still walked in front of Yan Zhixu, raised his hand and stroked her forehead to compare the temperature.

The body temperature is normal and there is no fever and no signs of a cold. Why is he so weak all of a sudden?

Yan Zhixu patted off Yan Jinxiu's hand, "Excessive brain supplementation is a disease."

He didn't want to die, and continued to ask, "Are you really okay?"

"Um."

Yan Zhixu nodded, stood up from the sofa, walked into the kitchen, brought out the breakfast prepared by Wang Ma, and sat on the table to eat.

Today, Wang Ma made hot little wontons with tender and delicious meat filling.

A small handful of chopped green onion was sprinkled in the bowl, which looked appetizing.

"..."

Yan Jinxiu scratched his hair, and his already messy hair was scratched like a messy chicken coop.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it's okay, but the idiot sister has a natural demeanor and doesn't seem to be lying.

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't come up with anything, my stomach made a protesting hunger sound, and I went to the kitchen to get a copy of the same type of wonton.