He had just entered when he encountered a pair of resentful eyes.
"Was it you who harmed me? I will make sure you all go to prison!"
Guan Xinzhi stared at them hatefully, and upon seeing Dr. Chen's face, she said to Qin Zhao, "That man is the fortune teller who sold me the red rope copper coin!"
The middle-aged woman saw Guan Xinzhi's flat belly and turned pale.
"Where is the child? Weren't you pregnant?"
"Pregnant? That was a ghost! It wasn't my child at all!"
"That was my grandson! Give me back my grandson!"
The middle-aged woman, emotionally charged, rushed over and shook Guan Xinzhi's body.
Dr. Chen, dressed in a white coat, sensed that something was wrong. He warily glanced at Qin Zhao and turned to run away.
Suddenly, a transparent barrier appeared on the door, blocking his path.
"Summoning souls from the underworld and harming mortals, you really have some nerve!"
"You've caught me, so don't blame me for being rude!"
Dr. Chen looked at Qin Zhao with a fierce gaze.
