When the incident happened, Wu Hao was still angry. Every trivial thing in life could make him frown, and the phone kept ringing. In fact, he didn't want to forgive him so quickly, but after so many years of relationship, there was really no need to take Qiao.
He picked up the phone and said angrily: "Hello."
"Mr. Wu Hao, this is the First City Hospital. Mr. Yuan Lang had a traffic accident. As his emergency contact, please go to the hospital as soon as possible to complete the procedures."
"What, what happened to him? Is he okay now?"
"Sorry, Mr. Yuan Lang has passed away..."
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