When Juliana Lewis heard the sound, he frowned and shouted worriedly, "Yuan Han, what's wrong with you? Are you all right?"
Yuan Han: "I... nothing, what is my sister doing?"
Juliana Lewis looked at the traffic jam in front of him. "Nothing, what's wrong with you? I sound uncomfortable when I hear you."
Benson Leach looked sideways at the landing wine, frowning deeply, and his breath was cold.
Yuan Han took a deep breath: "Nothing, sister... busy."
Just a few words later, Juliana Lewis from Yuan Han's voice, heard the pain and discomfort, but he was trying to endure.
"Yuan Han..."
There was a bang.
It seems that something fell to the ground.
Juliana Lewis repeatedly shouted Yuan Han, but there was no response, and the phone didn't hang up.
Juliana Lewis frowned deeply and said to Benson Leach, "Ah Cheng, Yuan Han had an accident. We are going to his house now."
Benson Leach felt uncomfortable: "You can call his agent, or the security guard in his community, 120 will do."