Rong Yan didn’t participate in the interrogations on either side at all; she stood in the courtyard without entering any of the rooms.
When she had left earlier, she had already packed two sets of clothes in her backpack, not bothering with the thicker ones.
She didn’t plan to take anything else with her afterward, since she no longer wanted any of these things.
However, she remembered the ID card.
Her eyes flickered; it seemed she wouldn’t need to go looking for it herself.
The interrogations on both sides went very smoothly.
Ms. Li and Rong Shuiniu weren’t particularly strong-willed, plus they were inexperienced in the ways of the world.
They couldn’t withstand the scrutiny and spilled everything.
It turned out that when she had felt pain in her belly many years ago, just by chance, the midwife had gone to another village to deliver a baby.
To ensure the safety of the child in her womb, her family had no choice but to send her to the town health clinic to give birth.
That day, coincidentally,
there was another woman in the same room who was also about to give birth.
They shared the same delivery room and even entered at the same time.
But her delivery was smooth; the baby was born and she was in good condition, whereas the other woman fainted after giving birth.
Ironically, the health clinic was small with very few doctors and nurses, and at that time, they had to attend to another woman with severe postpartum hemorrhage.
Thus, the doctors and nurses rushed to help in the other room, and they were left in the delivery room, not yet moved out.
At that moment, seeing the other woman dressed so nicely, she felt a crooked thought and took advantage of the fact that the medical staff were all busy with the delivery next door; she swapped the newborns’ swaddling clothes.


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