The search workload was huge, and they could not find Fang Zicheng's whereabouts anytime soon.
Qiao Jiusheng felt increasingly uneasy.
Mother and son were connected. She kept feeling that something had happened to Fang Zicheng.
Qiao Jiusheng grabbed Fang Yusheng's hand and felt cold all over. She gritted her teeth and told Fang Yusheng word by word, "I can feel that the child is in great pain now." Qiao Jiusheng gripped her heart tightly and cried in pain.
"Yusheng, Iron Egg is injured. Iron Egg is in pain." Qiao Jiusheng cried and hammered her chest. She murmured in pain, "Yusheng, he's in so much pain. I'm in so much pain too."
Fang Yusheng's heart ached.
He pressed Qiao Jiusheng into his arms and did not say a word.
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In the night, a black car drove out of Binjiang City's downtown area and drove towards Binjiang City's trash terminal.
