"Neurotic!" Wen Haowen hung up the phone angrily and couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

At this time, Wen Haowen's alcohol strength completely sobered up, and he actually talked on the phone with a neurotic for a long time, and Ning Shuqian's sharp, crazy, crazy, and weird voice seemed to echo in his ears, and he couldn't help but feel cold all over his body.

At this time, the phone rang again.

As soon as Wen Haowen picked up the phone, he scolded with a slap in his face: "I said don't call again......

The irritable voice stopped abruptly, and the call was from the hospital.

Yang Ziyu fell down the stairs in critical condition and is now being rescued in the hospital!

Wen Haowen was stunned for a moment.

I couldn't help but think of Ning Shuqian's crazy words before.

"I went to see your son—"

"I just nudged Yang Ziyu lightly—"

"That's a lot of blood—"

"Burial for my son—"

Wen Haowen's whole body shuddered, and he couldn't stop shivering, and the whole person seemed to be deeply trapped in the boundless dream demon.

His son, the son he had come to long......

"Ning Shuqian, that slut, how dare you ......" Wen Haowen roared irritably, and his voice was hoarse because of drunkenness, and he roared hoarsely, like an angry beast.

Wen Haowen, who reacted, rushed to the hospital without even changing his clothes.

——

On the way, he called the mental hospital where Ning Shuqian was: "Hello! I am Ning Shuqian's ex-husband Wen Haowen, I want to know Ning Shuqian's specific situation now? ”

At this time, Wen Haowen even had the heart to kill Ning Shuqian.

"Ning Shuqian absconded from the psychiatric hospital at about 8 o'clock this evening, her current whereabouts are unknown, she is a severely mentally ill person, and she has become a threat to society and person, we have cooperated with the police, and are tracking her whereabouts, and strive to bring her back to the psychiatric hospital as soon as possible."

The news provided by the psychiatric hospital made Wen Haowen's heart pound and keep sinking.

Thinking of that strange phone call, Yang Ziyu fell down the stairs, his heart full of uneasiness and fear.

"You can't die well-" Ning Shuqian's strange voice suddenly echoed in her ears.

Wen Haowen's face was pale and ugly, and he couldn't help but start to worry a little that Ning Shuqian would come to him.

She's gone crazy and can do anything.

——

Wen Haowen rushed to the hospital with anxiety and trepidation.

It wasn't until this moment that he really realized that Yang Ziyu fell down the stairs, which meant that the child in her belly might not be saved.

Wen Haowen really panicked now, and grabbed a passing nurse: "Nurse, how is Yang Ziyu's situation now?" ”

At this time, Wen Haowen looked very embarrassed and decadent, his face was still drunk and confused, his half-length hair was messy on the top of his head, he was wearing the suit he wore when he was drunk at night, crumpled on his body, and the white shirt inside was wrinkled like a dried plum vegetable, and the corner of the hem of the clothes tied around his waist was exposed.

Seeing his profligate appearance, the nurse looked a little impatient and said, "I'm still in the operating room, let's wait for the specific situation!" ”

After speaking, he broke free of Wen Haowen and prepared to leave.

Wen Haowen didn't give up, and said eagerly: "Please make sure you do your best to save Yang Ziyu, as long as you can keep the child in her belly, money is not a problem." ”

At this time, Wen Haowen was already in chaos, the six gods had no owner, his mind was in chaos, and all he wanted in his heart was to protect the child in Yang Ziyu's belly at all costs.

"Nerves!" The nurse dropped two words and left.

Recently, Wen Haowen's news has become well-known, and after tearing his wife and daughter, many people disdain him.

——

The door of the operating room was closed, and Wen Haowen's body seemed to have been drained of strength, and he sat on the bench in front of the operating room, waiting anxiously.

Because of drunkenness, Wen Haowen's mental state was not very good, coupled with the anxiety at this time, he couldn't help but feel a splitting headache, he leaned back in the chair, and his whole body was indescribably uncomfortable.

Now, he has been suspended and investigated, and has been hidden by the shareholders' meeting and the board of directors, and the entire Wen's Group is controlled by Wen Wenya, and there is no day to turn over.

If the old man comes to his senses, he will not be spared easily.

The tide is over!

This child is the only thing he relies on at present.

As long as this child is there, even in front of the old man in the future, he will be full of confidence.

Therefore, this child must not have an accident.

Ning Shuqian, you slut, you'd better pray that Yang Ziyu and the child in her belly are okay, otherwise I won't let you go.

——

Wen Haowen's mind was in chaos, and he was extremely anxious.

"Boom—"

The door to the operating room was pushed open, and a nurse stepped out of it.

Wen Haowen hurriedly rushed forward and asked eagerly, "Nurse, how is Yang Ziyu's condition?" Is there anything wrong with the child in her womb, and can she give birth safely? ”

Wen Haowen, who is anxious, is like a husband who is worried about his wife.

"Yang Ziyu fell down the stairs and lost too much blood, missed the best rescue time, and when she was sent to the hospital, she was already dying.

The nurse's tone was a little regretful, she died like this at such a young age.

Wen Haowen was completely stunned: "Dead ...... He's dead! ”

Yang Ziyu is dead?

Wouldn't the child in her womb be the same......

Recognizing this, Wen Haowen's body softened.

It's been nine months, and I'm about to give birth, who knows that one joy will be empty.

Ning Shuqian, that slut.

Wen Haowen had a monstrous hatred in his heart, and he couldn't wait to cut Ning Shuqian with a thousand knives.

The nurse didn't look at him and continued: "However, the child in her womb has good vital signs, and we have contacted the obstetrics and gynecologist to take the fetus for her. ”

This is already a blessing in the midst of misfortune.

Wen Haowen's eyes widened in astonishment, a little incredulous: "What...... What the? ”

Is the child okay?

He almost didn't believe his ears.

The nurse emphasized, "The child is fine. ”

Wen Haowen was stunned for a while, and then he reacted: "Nurse, please be sure to keep the child in Yang Ziyu's belly, money is not a problem, the important thing is to keep the child, you must keep my son, and you can't let him make any mistakes." ”

At this time, Wen Haowen was full of the child in Yang Ziyu's belly, and he simply forgot about Yang Ziyu's ineffective rescue, and even had the excitement and joy on his face after learning that the child was temporarily fine.

From Yang Ziyu's death to the present, he has not cared about asking a word, and his mouth is full of the son who has lost his mother since birth.

Such a heartless attitude made the nurse chill.

Wen Haowen was overjoyed, and walked around in front of the door of the operating room with excitement, eager to see his soon-to-be-born son, immersed in the joy of becoming a father.