章節 1695: Yang Ziyu's Rescue Fails

"Crazy!" Wen Haowen hung up the phone angrily and could not help cursing in a low voice.

At this point, Wen Haowen was completely sober. He actually talked to a crazy person for such a long time… his ears seemed to echo Ning Shuqian's sharp, insane, crazy, and weird voice.

His mobile phone rang again.

Wen Haowen picked up the phone and scolded without hesitation. "Did I not tell you to not call again…"

His roar came to a halt. The call was from the hospital.

Yang Ziyu fell down the stairs, was in a critical condition, and was now being rescued in the hospital!

Wen Haowen was stunned.

He involuntarily thought about Ning Shuqian's crazy words from before.

"I went to see your son—"

"I pushed Yang Ziyu gently—"

"So much blood—"

"For my son—"

Wen Haowen shuddered and could not stop hiccuping. He seemed to sink into a boundless dream.

His son, the son who finally came after much hard work…