Tang, who was suddenly called out, shivered, "Quick, find the material number three, project it onto the background wall."
An old, yellowed planning map was projected before everyone's eyes.
"According to the annotations, this building is the outpatient building, while the second floor of the next building is the maternity ward."
"Dr. Zhao, you must be familiar with this layout, right? So, I want to ask you why you would see the maternity ward scenery from the outpatient department during a shift change?" Yue Qingqing asked, seemingly naive: "Is it the legendary Clairvoyant Eye? Or something like a great transference."
Zhao Danyang felt a sudden darkness overwhelm her.
It's over, everything is over.
The whole game is lost.
She thought that after so many years, all evidence would no longer exist.
Unexpectedly, Yue Qingqing had prepared everything thoroughly in such a short time.
