Moreover, the bigger her belly grew, the more frequently she heard the sound of a child crying at night. In her dreams, she always felt her belly growing heavy; when she opened her eyes in the dream, she'd see a child sitting on her lower abdomen, crying with its back facing her.
Upon hearing this, I nodded quietly. The child in this story cries to the female forensic scientist, while the child in Miss Tang's dream smiles at her. Could there be a deeper meaning to this?
Just at this moment, Qinghan entered, overhearing their conversation, and gave them a glare, prompting them to shut up immediately.
Doctor Du, nearby, also gave them a disapproving look, scolding them for being unworthy of being scientific workers, as they were hopelessly obsessed with supernatural stories and even served as the leaders and moderators of ghost story chat groups.
