The Three Realms of Super Students

Zheng Dachuan said in an extremely charming tone.

"Mr. Zhang, how did you say that you were also the victim of a porcelain incident!"

"This matter, we police must be consistent in the end!"

"Absolutely nothing like parasites in this society is allowed.

With that said, Zheng Dachuan spoke sharply.

There was a look of expression on his face, righteous words, and Tao.

"Mr. Zhang, why don't we go to the hospital now."

"Go and talk to that little red guy who touched your porcelain before."

"Is there any question, Mr. Zhang, about your mental loss and related compensation?"

"..."

Wait, this Zheng Dachuan continued to talk.

Zhang Xiaofan just shook his hand.

Without saying a word, he interrupted the other person's unfinished words and said.

"This problem of mental damages and subsequent compensation is eliminated!"

Then, Zhang Xiaofan took out his mobile phone and looked at the time on the screen.

It was found that it was now almost half past eleven at noon.

On my own side, it has been delayed for almost an hour.

Just when Zhang Xiaofan was watching the time and pondering things.

"Om ... um ... um ..."

At this time, the mobile phone in his hand was shaking at this time.

Zhang Xiaofan glanced, the contact person on this phone was after Sun Xiangyun.

He could not help answering the phone with a bitter smile.

"Ahem ... Master ..."

"I don't know, Master, where are you now?"

"My friend's son, is still waiting for you in the dean's office ..."

At the other end of the phone, a careful and tentative voice came from Sun Xiangyun.

"Well, I encountered something halfway along the way."

"So, it took a while."

It makes sense to be called by Sun Xiangyun on this phone.

At this time, Zhang Xiaofan felt more or less embarrassed.

After all, how does this matter.

Before he himself, he had promised Sun Xiangyun in advance.

Say yes, help him go to the hospital and have a look.

This patient has a strange illness.

But Zhang Xiaofan didn't have a front and back.

Not to mention sitting on the unknown prophet and predicting the future.

Who would have thought that even encountering a moth like a porcelain halfway through him made him meet.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaofan said in a slightly apologetic tone.

"So ... Master Zhang doesn't know what happened to you?"

"Also, have things been resolved there?"

"If it's not resolved, do I need to deal with it now?"

On hearing, Zhang Xiaofan said that he had some trouble halfway.

At this time, Sun Xiangyun directly mentioned his throat.

He hurriedly asked, said quietly.

"No need, things have been resolved on my side."

"Well, let's just say I'm driving first."

"What's the matter, let's talk when I get to the hospital."

After taking this sentence, Zhang Xiaofan hung up the phone and sat directly in the car.

He glanced at Zheng Dachuan, who was still kneeling on the ground and still refused to leave.

Cold voice, said.

"That's it, don't bother me again."

"As for what else do you have to say?"

"Sorry, I'm not interested in listening now ..."