Sleepwalking caused by stress... If we're talking about stress, wouldn't the pressure be greater when she couldn't find her father than after she did?
Miss Tang was hiding with her father in the museum at that time, the safest place underground. Wouldn't that be the most reassuring moment?
However, when it comes to the sound, if it truly exists, hypnosis wouldn't work, and Miss Tang isn't deaf.
So, was the sound just her imagination?
"One hour..." Miss Tang repeated with a frown.
Suddenly, as if recalling something extremely terrifying, she looked down at her abdomen, "It's the little devil!"
Mr. Tang urged her to calm down, possibly thinking she was babbling nonsense, while Miss Tang stared at her belly as if looking at a monster.
I repeatedly confirmed with Little Red whether the fetus in her belly was human, and Little Red's answers were consistently affirmative.
