"Then why did my child die? Why did he die?"
Bai Haoxue pounded her head hard. What had she overlooked?
"Calm down, relax."
Ji Hanyu tightly gripped Bai Haoxue's hand. "Calm down, don't force yourself."
Ji Hanyu said, "I have two guesses right now, but we need to verify them.
First, our child's death is related to your father."
Bai Haoxue's eyes widened as she stared blankly at Ji Hanyu. "What are you saying? This..."
It's impossible—Bai Haoxue stopped herself from finishing the sentence.
Ji Hanyu said, "Didn't you tell me yesterday? Your father has always been indifferent to you, yet during your pregnancy, he carefully planned a nutritional diet for you and supervised you to eat three meals on time.
That's a suspicious point, and a place to start investigating.
Is it possible that your father tampered with your nutritional meals?"
Bai Haoxue didn't outright deny it was impossible, as she was starting to have doubts herself.
