The sudden turn of events stunned everyone.
Shi Jiayin rushed over and shouted, "Father, Father, what's wrong? Father, Father!"
Shi Zhen had already fainted, completely still.
With reddened eyes, Shi Jiayin glared at Fang Tiancheng with a murderous look, while Fang Tiancheng's first reaction was to distance himself from the situation. "It has nothing to do with me. He collapsed on his own. I didn't do anything!"
The only one who could barely maintain a shred of composure was Wu Rourou. Even though she was trembling with fear—after all, if something really happened to Shi Zhen in her apartment—she wouldn't be able to escape responsibility either.
She quickly said, "Stop talking and call an ambulance!"
She scrambled up from the floor in a panic, rushed into the bedroom, grabbed her phone, and called 911.
The ambulance arrived five minutes later. The paramedics came upstairs, moved Shi Zhen onto the stretcher, and transported him into the ambulance. Shi Jiayin followed along.
