"Where's Fangfang?"

It was only two o'clock when Liang Jun returned home. Liang Erbao should still be in kindergarten at this time, so the house seemed particularly quiet.

The nanny was also a little surprised to see Liang Jun coming back. She quickly put down the vegetables she was preparing and wiped her hands on her apron.

"My wife went out this morning. It seems she went to have dinner with some friends."

Liang Jun just nodded and walked quickly upstairs. He didn't even need to ask whether Liang Haoran was at home, because that kid would never go out.

Liang Jun stood at the door of his son's room, panting slightly, knocked on the door gently, and waited for him to come and open the door for him.

"Haoran, it's dad."

After waiting for a while, there was no movement in the house. Liang Jun knocked on the door again, but still no movement.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the phrase "the look of having lost a child", and his heart began to tremble.

He slammed the door hard, each bang getting louder than the last.

"Haoran! Open the door, it's Dad!"

"Haoran, open the door!"

But he knocked for a long time and there was no movement in the house.

Liang Jun didn't bother to knock on the door again. He strode to the small living room on the second floor and rummaged through the cabinet with trembling hands. He finally found a bunch of keys. These were spare keys to all the rooms on the second floor, just in case.

Liang Jun ran to the door of Liang Haoran's room again. His hands were shaking so badly that he tried three times before he successfully inserted the key into the keyhole.

With a "click", the door was opened.

Nothing could be seen clearly in the dim room, but Liang Jun could still smell a faint smell of blood in the air.

He turned on the light and saw Liang Haoran sitting on the ground against the wall, his arm drooping limply on the ground, with a small pool of dark red blood gathered at his wrist.

“Haoran!!”

The Liang army's eyes were bloodshot.

The fear in his heart came true. He felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained away. He stumbled over and helped Liang Haoran up.

"Haoran, wake up, Haoran!"

"Open your eyes quickly and look, it's Daddy!"

"Wake up, Haoran!"

Liang Jun was so panicked that his mind went blank. At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind: the fate of losing his son had come true!

So what he thought of at this time was not calling an ambulance, but calling He Dalong.

"What should I do? What should I do? Haoran cut his wrists. Brother Dalong, Haoran committed suicide. Wuu ...

When Liang Jun heard He Dalong's voice coming from the other end of the phone, he could no longer hold back his tears and burst into tears.

This sentence also scared He Dalong, who was still a little confused on the opposite side.

"Hurry up and find something to strangle his wound. See if the child is still breathing. Call an ambulance! In case there's still hope!"

"Ambulance? Oh ambulance!!"

"Hurry, hurry, ambulance!"

Liang Jun hung up the phone and immediately called the emergency number. After giving the address, he was told that it might take fifteen minutes for them to arrive and asked him to prepare to open the door.

Liang Jun felt that fifteen minutes was too long, and even one minute could cost his son's life.

He looked around the room, found a clean towel and tied up Liang Haoran's wrist, which was still bleeding. He didn't know where he got the strength from, but he actually picked him up.

Although Liang Jun was in the building materials business and would occasionally go over to help out, he had been living a life of luxury for many years and rarely needed to use physical strength.

Liang Haoran is a young man in his twenties, 185cm tall. Although he is thinner and paler than his peers due to illness, he still weighs 140 to 150kg.

Liang Jun carried the person downstairs with difficulty. The nanny who heard the noise immediately came over. When she saw Liang Haoran's pale face, she immediately understood everything. She hurriedly helped to open the door, and then followed him downstairs to the hospital.

Liang Jun drove very fast. Fortunately, it was not rush hour and there were not many cars on the road. He ran through all the red lights and arrived at the nearest Medical University Affiliated Hospital in just ten minutes.

After some rescue, the doctor said that it was fortunate that Liang Haoran was sent to the hospital in time and his life was saved.

After hearing the news, Liang Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He suddenly collapsed in the hospital corridor, feeling that he had no strength left in his body. His arms were sore from having exerted too much force just now that it was difficult to lift them up.

I was holding on with just one breath before, but now that the breath is gone, fatigue immediately comes over me.

After confirming that Liang Haoran's life was saved, Liang Jun now had only one thing on his mind: he had to find that master!