He frowned, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Wei Zhen's number.

The phone was dialed, and after a few seconds, Wei Zhen's tired voice came.

"How is Ziqiu?"

"Wei Zhen, where did the blood come from?" Fu Shiting walked to a secluded corner and asked sharply, "You should know what I'm asking!"

Yinyin is with Wei Zhen almost every day.

Therefore, the blood that Wei Zhen brought was most likely from Yin Yin.

Wei Zhen didn't want to lie or tell him the result directly.

"Fu Shiting, I don't think there is a relationship of trust between the two of us." Wei Zhen said calmly, "Will you believe what I say? I explained that An An and I are clear-cut before. Have you ever believed me?"

Fu Shiting: "One yard is one yard."

"I'm very tired today," Wei Zhen didn't want to continue talking to him. "If you want to ask if the blood is Yin Yin, you can ask Yin Yin. She will definitely answer your question."

"Do you think I won't ask her? It's very late, I don't want to disturb her rest." Fu Shiting said.

"Yes, it's very late now, I have to rest too." Wei Zhen put pressure on him before hanging up the phone, "I'm afraid the blood I sent to the hospital tonight is not enough. You need to get more blood as soon as possible. Ziqiu's illness should not be delayed for too long."

"Do you think I don't want to save my son?" After Fu Shiting said this, the next words were choked in his throat and could not come out.

He knew that Wei Zhen was also trying to help find the blood source, so he couldn't get mad at Wei Zhen.

The two remained silent. After a while, Wei Zhen said, "Fu Shiting, An An's wound should not be rushed. You should be optimistic about her."

"understood."

"I'm hanging up." Wei Zhen sighed secretly.

He knew that Fu Shiting was having a hard time now. Not only have to take on the responsibility of a father, but also face the pain of losing his son at any time, not only that, but also Qin Anan...

Once Ziqiu has an accident, his relationship with Qin An'an will also suffer a huge blow.

After the call, Fu Shiting opened the address book and found Yin Yin's number.

It's past ten o'clock in the evening now, and Yinyin usually falls asleep at this point.

Well, I'll ask again tomorrow.

Just when he put away his phone and was going to see Ziqiu, the phone screen lit up.

He looked at Yin Yin's call, and his heart beat faster.

Is there a telepathy? She hadn't slept so late.

He answered the phone: "Yin Yin, why are you still not sleeping?"

"Brother, I have a dream about Ziqiu... How is Ziqiu? I'm so worried about him!"

"Wei Zhen brought a bag of blood tonight. He's giving blood to Ziqiu now." Fu Shiting said and asked, "Yin Yin, is the blood that Wei Zhen brought yours?"

Yin Yin would never lie to him, so he was very nervous about her answer.

"It's not mine." Yin Yin asked, "Could it be that my blood can save Ziqiu? Brother, if I..."

Hearing Yinyin's words, he hurriedly said, "No. Your blood cannot save Ziqiu. You are not in good health and cannot donate blood. You must keep in mind what I said."

As usual, Yin Yin replied obediently: "Brother, it's very late, you have to sleep well. If you don't sleep, your health will also become very bad."

"I'll see if Ziqiu will wake up tonight. If he wakes up, I'll go to sleep immediately." Fu Shiting felt much more relaxed, "Yinyin, go to sleep! If you're afraid, turn on the light and sleep."

"Well. Brother, can I go to the hospital tomorrow? I'm worried about Ziqiu."

"Come if you want."

"Okay, I'll be there tomorrow morning." JrNovels.com