The Mercedes-Benz G, which was speeding on the road, suddenly stopped in place.
As a result, several following cars behind him were unable to avoid the situation, and they rear-ended each other one after another. The shouts and car sirens suddenly mixed together on the street.
Lu Fan glanced at the situation in the rearview mirror and was about to get out of the car to deal with it.
However, Zhong Boyong's next words made him freeze on the spot.
"After my Zi Yan woke up today, he seemed like a different person. Not only did he not remember anything about the past, he even had no memory of why he appeared in the garden."
Zhong Boyong's tone was full of deep worry: "I'm worried that her memory will continue to deteriorate. If it reaches the early stage, she won't even recognize me as her father. I'm really..."
"etc."
Lu Fan hurriedly asked: "What do you mean by continuing to degrade? Do you mean that Zi Yan can still remember you now, but he just can't remember certain things?"
"Yes, her current memory loss probably started when she became unwell five years ago. She has no memory of the people and events in the past five years."
"And not only do I have no impression, my memory from three years ago is also somewhat vague."
Zhong Boyong sighed: "Fortunately, my life is saved. I'm calling Brother Lu tonight. First, I want to ask Brother Lu if there is any solution here."
"The second one is to remind Brother Lu to always pay attention to the physical and mental conditions of his younger siblings."
"My Zi Yan only started to lose his memory after he fainted and woke up two days ago. I think if I had prepared in advance and taken precautions earlier, maybe I wouldn't be in this situation today..."
Although Zhong Boyong was reminding Lu Fan, his pleading was already very obvious.
Lu Fan was about to speak, but the car window was surrounded by people, and the sounds of banging on the glass made him wake up.
"I have something to do now, so I'll call you later, that's all."
Lu Fan hung up the phone, sat in the driver's seat and took a deep breath, then opened the door and got out of the car.
"How the hell do you drive? Do you have eyes? Are you so good at braking?"
"When the road is your home, you can drive however you want. Driving a big G is a big deal, isn't it? You are so awesome, why can't you go to heaven?"
"Drawing it up, I just picked up the new car, what the heck are you doing..."
When this group of rear-end drivers were yelling and cursing, demanding compensation from Lu Fan.
Lu Fan silently walked to the back of the car, opened the trunk, took out a black travel bag that was full of things in the trunk, opened the zipper, and threw it directly on the ground.
"There are two million here, you can take it and divide it, I'm sorry."
Under everyone's shocked eyes, Lu Fan left a large bag of money, turned around, got in the car and left.
The money in the bag could no longer be concealed, and bundles fell to the ground like garbage...
The Mercedes-Benz G was galloping all the way. Lu Fan had a cigarette in his mouth and a deep look in his eyes... Fainting, amnesia, and memory loss. This is not like the manipulation of the Ma family. The acupuncture point between the feet cannot affect people's memory. Only the blood spell.
It can swallow people's essence and blood, control people's nerves, make them forget their past, and gradually transform into the puppet of the head-dropping master...
"Amnesia..."
Lu Fan murmured these two words and suddenly felt shuddering.
He didn't even dare to think about how terrifying this would be if it happened to Tang Huanxi. To him, it was no different than the sky falling!
"It must never happen to her, it must never..."
The Mercedes-Benz quickly stopped at the foot of Baihua Building.
Lu Fan got out of the car and looked up at the brightly lit building. It was still some time before Tang Huanxi got off work. He thought about it and finally dialed the phone to Lu Fuqing.
In traditional Chinese medicine, amnesia falls within the treatment scope of hysteria.
And as the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect, he is the only descendant in this world.
The person who really gave him this set of acupuncture techniques was Lu Fuqing!
He must figure this matter out. He must never let what happened to Zhong Ziyan happen to Tang Huanxi, even if there is only the slightest chance!
"Hello, the number you dialed has been shut down..."
Downtime?
Lu Fan held the phone and his eyes flashed with dullness.
Since leaving Jinling, he has never contacted Lu Fuqing. He thought that Lu Fuqing would find a way to get rid of Ma Yingfeng's control and then take the initiative to contact him. Unexpectedly, even the phone was shut down after such a long period of no contact.
Lu Fan hesitated for a moment and sent a message to Li Zi, in the name of inviting Tang Huanxi to have a late-night snack, asking Li Zi how long it would take before Tang Huanxi came downstairs and if there was anything wrong with his mood. A beautiful figure had already walked out of the door of the building.
Appear.
Lu Fan hurriedly put down the phone and came over, looking at the flawless face of the goddess CEO when he was about to speak.
The goddess CEO glanced at him suspiciously and asked in an indifferent tone: "Who are you looking for?"