Zheng Qinqin, though she had stepped back, found her wariness of Zhao Yan greatly diminished.
After her death, she indeed had not seen her child. Kuaishu Ge.
Logically, a mother and child lost together would carry immense resentment.
From beginning to end, she had not sensed any trace of the child.
"Is my child really still alive?" Zheng Qinqin's voice had softened considerably.
"She is definitely alive. If you wish, I can help you investigate, and they will all help you investigate," Zhao Yan said.
Zheng Qinqin's soul trembled, and she retracted her Yin energy.
As Zheng Qinqin withdrew her malevolence, the temperature in the room warmed considerably.
Lan Jing, following Captain Liu, looked surprised, having expected a fierce battle with Zheng Qinqin.
It now seemed the matter was resolved.
"Brother Lan, Captain Liu, please help me check the hospitals in Jing City for infants admitted recently," Zhao Yan requested.
Lan Jing nodded, "Understood, Miss Zhao. We will arrange for police resources to investigate."
There were quite a few infants admitted on the same day. Zhao Yan, with Zheng Qinqin, went to check them one by one.
"Miss Zhao, you were too reckless just now. How could you dare to walk forward? Zheng Qinqin's Yin energy vortex was immense. If her hand had been quicker, it would have pierced your neck."
The more he spoke, the more Lan Jing felt a chill of fear.
"Her life was filled with darkness. Perhaps I can become a ray of light in her life."
"Brother Lan, let's go. Is this the seventh hospital?" Zhao Yan asked.
Lan Jing replied, "Yes, this is the seventh hospital. There's another hospital about three kilometers nearby. If we don't find her here, we'll go there next."
Zhao Yan hummed in agreement.
Zheng Qinqin floated forward. As she neared the nursery, her expression became filled with anxiety.
She pointed to the Yin energy on her face and asked Zhao Yan nervously, "Miss Zhao, will I scare my child looking like this?"
"No, you are very beautiful."
This was not a compliment; Zheng Qinqin was indeed a beautiful woman.
Lan Jing followed behind the doctor. Before entering, they underwent full disinfection.
As Zheng Qinqin entered, she suddenly sensed something and quickly flew away.
She arrived at an incubator where a cute baby girl was sucking her thumb.
"The child was brought in by an elderly woman. When she arrived, she was covered in blood and was a premature baby. If she had arrived a few minutes later, the child would not have survived."
"Oh, and that elderly woman disappeared after bringing the child to the hospital. Who here is the child's family?"
Zhao Yan looked towards Zheng Qinqin. Zheng Qinqin gazed at the infant with immense tenderness, reaching out her hand, which passed through the infant's face.
The infant seemed to sense something, extending her own hand and grasping at the air.
The large and small palms met.
Zhao Yan smiled. Seeing the doctor's furrowed brow, Lan Jing beside her chuckled, "We can be considered as such."
"Considered as what?" the doctor asked.
"Right, the elderly woman's deposit for the medical fees is almost depleted. Please make the payment soon."
"Understood, I'll go pay now," Lan Jing said.
Zhao Yan added, "This shouldn't be handled solely by Brother Lan. Whatever the medical fees are, we'll split them fifty-fifty."
Lan Jing waved his hand, "Miss Zhao, why are you being so polite with me?"
Seeing Lan Jing's firm stance, Zhao Yan smiled and didn't insist on paying.
Zheng Qinqin continued to play with the infant, her malevolent aura completely gone.
The baby giggled happily.
"That's strange. As soon as you arrived, this child started laughing non-stop. When she was brought in, her cries were so loud, like a loudspeaker," the nurse exclaimed, not seeing Zhao Yan and the others interacting with the baby.
Suddenly, a gust of Yin wind blew, the lights overhead flickered, and then went out.
"Why did the power go out?" people in the room exclaimed.
Zhao Yan was taken aback, sensing two strong currents of Yin energy entering the room.
With the appearance of the two Yin energies, Zhao Yan's expression turned solemn. Two men appeared before her.
Their clothes bore the characters "Yin Cha" on their chests.
"Zheng Qinqin, your lifespan has ended. You have used resentment to harm the living, violating the laws of Yin and Yang."
"Quickly, accompany us to the Underworld to report!"
The ghost officers threw out an iron chain, which tightly bound Zheng Qinqin's hand.
Zheng Qinqin looked at the infant, her face filled with reluctance, and pleaded, "Esteemed Ghost Officers, could you grant me ten minutes? I have only just reunited with my child."
"Impossible. Violating the time limit would incur punishment from the Underworld Officials. Come with us now."
"If the two Yin Cha refuse, then I will have no choice but to fight back," Zheng Qinqin stated firmly.
Even facing Yin Cha far stronger than herself, Zheng Qinqin showed no fear.
The atmosphere became tense. Zhao Yan let out a laugh and quickly stepped forward, her laughter easing the stiff atmosphere. She took out some spirit money from her bag.
"Respected sirs, please be accommodating. This mother and daughter have only just reunited. Let them have a little more time."
"Just ten minutes. If after ten minutes she still refuses to leave, I will personally apprehend her."
Zhao Yan handed over the spirit money, lowering her voice, "Later, I will host a banquet for you both. Good wine and food will be plentiful."
"Besides, Zheng Qinqin possesses a great deal of malevolence. If a fight ensues, you gentlemen might sustain some injuries."
The two Yin Cha looked at the thick stack of spirit money Zhao Yan offered. After a moment of contemplation, they said, "We acknowledge your sincerity and will grant you this favor. However, you only have ten minutes. If she still refuses to leave after that, do not force us to act."
Zhao Yan nodded, "I guarantee it will not exceed ten minutes."
Zheng Qinqin looked deeply moved. In her twenty-odd years of life, she had never met anyone like Zhao Yan.
"Miss Zhao, if I had met you sooner, I would not have despaired."
"If only I had met you earlier."
Zhao Yan gently patted Zheng Qinqin's back, though her hand passed through Zheng Qinqin's back.
Zheng Qinqin turned and walked towards the infant, continuing to play with the girl.
Normally, ghosts cannot shed tears, but Zheng Qinqin shed tears of blood.
She leaned down, her face passing through the glass, and gently kissed the infant's cheek.
The infant seemed to sense something, letting out a happy giggle.
When the ten minutes were up, as Zheng Qinqin moved away, the infant began to cry loudly, her hands waving in the air as if trying to grasp something.
"My child, Mother hopes you will live your life well."
"If there is a next life, can I be your mother again?"
"Mother loves you."
Zheng Qinqin cast a reluctant glance back, then was led away by the ghost officers.
"Miss Zhao, I hope you can entrust my child to my mother."
"If possible, I hope you can give her a name."