Wei Shuyi clicked his tongue. “The fetus is missing.” His brows furrowed, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face. “Someone actually stole the fetus. That’s strange.”
“There are all kinds of weird people,” Fang Yusheng said.
Wei Shuyi’s phone rang. The call was from the Medical University. He rejected the call, bade farewell to Qiao Jiusheng and Fang Yusheng, then called back the number.
Looking at his back, Qiao Jiusheng said to Fang Yusheng, “Who would steal a fetal corpse?”
Thinking of some rumors, Qiao Jiusheng could not help but touch her arms.
“Could anyone have… eaten it?” She felt nauseous.
Fang Yusheng patted her head. “Don’t think too much.”
They got into the car. Qiao Jiusheng was in charge of driving while Fang Yusheng sent Qi Bufan a message.
[Investigate how many fetuses were born and how many died in the First Hospital today. Focus on finding dead fetuses with deformed left feet.]
Qi Bufan was puzzled, but he still did as he was told.
When the car arrived at the house, Fang Yusheng’s phone rang.
He let Qiao Jiusheng get out of the car and remained seated in the car to talk on the phone.
“Sir, eight fetuses were born in the hospital today, but only one was stillborn. This stillborn…” Qi Bufan sounded surprised.
Before he could continue, Fang Yusheng said, “It’s Fang Mu’s child.”
Qi Bufan was silent for a second, then said, “That’s right.”
Fang Yusheng added, “The stillborn was stolen.”
Qi Bufan thought that Fang Yu was crazy. “Yeah, the hospital still hid it. They only said that they brought it to cremate.”
“Find out who stole that baby.”
Fang Yusheng did not believe that someone had stolen the stillborn and ate it.
“Okay.”
Fang Yusheng returned to the house and went upstairs to find Qiao Jiusheng.
Qiao Jiusheng was exceptionally silent tonight. She did not even take a shower and just lay on the bed, covering herself with a thick blanket. Fang Yusheng looked at her and guessed what she was thinking. His heart ached for her.
Anyone would find it difficult to comply with a sister like Qiao Jiuyin.
In less than an hour and a half, Qi Bufan returned with some news.
Fang Yusheng covered Qiao Jiusheng with the blanket and walked downstairs.
Qi Bufan saw him and handed him a stack of photos.
“This person armed herself and entered the hospital. She stole the fetus. I followed the traffic surveillance and found her address. I went to her place to investigate. She’s a witch.” Qi Bufan pointed at the old woman who was wearing a headscarf and had white hair in the photo. He said to Fang Yusheng, “I wonder what she’s going to do with the fetus.”
Some witches could make Gurman Tongs. Qi Bufan guessed that this witch was going to make Gurman Tongs.
But Fang Yusheng did not think so.
He tapped his fingers on the table and thought for a moment. Suddenly, he said to Qi Bufan, “Check if this witch has any connection to Qiao Jiuyin.”
Qi Bufan felt that Fang Yusheng was looking for trouble, but he still did as he was told.
The next day, Qiao Jiusheng woke up with a pain in her head.
She sat by the bed for a while before changing and going downstairs.
Fang Yusheng calmly sat at the coffee table under the roof. The specks of light from the trees landed on him and shone. He had worn a light yellow shirt with his sleeves rolled up, revealing a small section of his fair arms.
Men with fair skin looked feminine, but not him.
Qiao Jiusheng stared at him for a long time.
Although it was early, just staring at him made her stomach warm.