wouldn’t have known for the rest of her life that her children were still alive.

Gu Zhou’s expression grew more and more serious.
He said thoughtfully, “What a coincidence.
When Nian’er gave birth, other pregnant women gave birth to dead babies because of difficulties.
It’s impossible for there to be so many coincidences in this world.
All coincidences should have been planned by someone with ulterior motives.”

Qin Chuan nodded and said in agreement, “If I’m not wrong, that person wanted to disguise a fake as the real deal.
He wanted to get Sister Nian’s children.
Actually, it’s possible to disguise a difficult childbirth.”


Qiao Nian frowned and nodded.
She said heavily, “Yes, difficult labor can be disguised.
For example, the mother could have had pregnancy poisoning, high blood pressure, an aged placenta or an umbilical cord around the neck of the fetus.
When the fetus lacks oxygen, there are many ways to fake difficult labor.
Many factors can cause amniotic fluid to be inhaled into the respiratory tract and lungs.”

“Yes.” Qin Chuan frowned and sighed helplessly.
“In order to replace Sister Nian’s children, they sacrificed the lives of two children.”

Qin Chuan paused for a moment and continued, “I’m not sure if those two children had the same mother or two different mothers.
If the adults died in childbirth, those people were very vicious! This is bascially murder!”

As soon as Qin Chuan finished speaking, the private room fell silent.

Those people had done such heartless things.
They must have set up a very big scheme.

Qiao Nian felt especially terrible now.
She still vaguely remembered the despair after giving birth.
She had been in good health back then, so she was still alive.

She still remembered what Gu Zhou had said about Wang Lin.
After Wang Lin gave birth, she was lying on the operating table covered in blood.


She remembered that Wang Lin had died in childbirth.

An idea flashed across Qiao Nian’s mind.
She suddenly looked up at Gu Zhou and said eagerly, “I remember now.
Wang Lin gave birth on the same day as me, but she died in childbirth!”

Gu Zhou nodded.

“In other words, Wang Lin was really pregnant at that time.
The children on her operating bed were my children.
Then where did her children go?” Qiao Nian asked.

Gu Zhou frowned and quickly understood what Qiao Nian meant.
“Are you saying that one or both of the dead babies might belong to Wang Lin?”

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