Chapter 317: The Creepy B-scan

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

The massive, opulent crystal chandelier cast a cold, pallid light across the living room.

On a cabinet against the wall, various toy cars and LEGO blocks were neatly arranged. Sharp edges of tables and corners were meticulously wrapped with sponges.

If Mrs. Cheng were to have a normal delivery, these items might come in handy in a few months.

Mr. Cheng greeted them tearfully as he hurried over, “Master, Lin Bu Fan, you’re finally here!”

After exchanging a couple of pleasantries, he anxiously led them upstairs to the bedroom.

Mrs. Cheng lay on the bed, her neck down to her feet concealed under thick blankets. A lifeless face resembling a withered husk greeted them. Deep dark circles clung to her eye sockets, and her vacant gaze stared ahead, showing no reaction to their entrance.

Beneath the layers of covers, her swollen belly protruded.

According to the information Lin Bu Fan had provided earlier, Mrs. Cheng was in her twenties, the prime of her youth. Yet, the woman before them appeared as if she were in her forties or fifties, so haggard.

Lu Miao stepped forward, “Mrs. Cheng.”

Mrs. Cheng’s pupils, hearing the voice, didn’t even twitch.

“Don’t mind her appearance, Master. Tingting has been through so much these months, and she’s extremely weak.” Mr. Cheng explained by her side. Lu Miao nodded, unfazed, “I need to examine her condition.”

Mr. Cheng approached and lifted the thick blanket covering her body. He revealed a skeletal figure beneath the blanket, except for her belly, which ballooned like a small hill on her emaciated form, creating a stark contrast.

Her hands and feet were securely bound to the bed with red strings. She looked entirely inhuman, more like a breathing corpse than a person!

Lu Miao gazed at her bound limbs, reached out to feel her pulse on her wrist, and was unexpectedly met with movement—a sign that the baby in Mrs. Cheng’s belly was still alive!

Gently placing her hand on the pregnant belly, she sensed movement and the baby within kicked her hand forcefully, leaving a small indentation on her palm.

Mrs. Cheng let out a muffled groan, a hint of pain visible on her otherwise numb face.

Turning to Mr. Cheng, Lu Miao inquired, “What do you want me to do?”

Mr. Cheng sighed, “Master, here’s what happened. Six months ago, I took Tingting back to our hometown for ancestral rituals. It was summer, and she was already seven months pregnant. Unable to endure the ceremony, she sought shade under a tree nearby.

She claimed to have seen a little girl crying behind a tree. She called the girl over and offered her snacks.

Unbeknownst to us, that was no ordinary little girl; it was a ghost.

After we returned home, the ghost attached itself to her and stayed by her side constantly.

I consulted numerous masters to perform rituals, and suddenly, one day, the ghost vanished.”

“At the time, Tingting and I were relieved, thinking the rituals had finally worked and the ghost was driven away.

However, that night, Tingting suddenly experienced severe abdominal pain. I rushed her to the hospital, and after a B-scan, we saw an extremely bizarre scene.”

At this point, a look of terror crept onto Mr. Cheng’s face. He opened the drawer of the bedside table and retrieved a B-scan report, handing it over to Lu Miao.

Lin Bu Fan also leaned in curiously. The ultrasound was a high-definition 41) scan, making the images remarkably clear.

They saw a tiny figure lying there, clutching a transparent, spherical object, about to bring it to its mouth.

As if sensing the intrusion, the undeveloped eyes of the fetus opened, and it turned its head towards the direction of the probing touch. Its lips curled upwards, revealing a sinister smile.

An expression usually found on an adult’s face now adorned the unborn baby’s, sending shivers down the spine.

“Boss, what’s that thing in its hand?” Lin Bu Fan asked, perplexed.

Lu Miao pointed to a specific spot on the transparent sphere with her fingertip. Lin Bu Fan leaned in to get a closer look, and as she saw it, her scalp went numb, and she drew in a sharp breath.

In the spot where Lu Miao indicated, faintly discernible, were the undeveloped eyes of a pair, and the transparent sphere was none other than a… head!

Mr. Cheng sighed bitterly, “Doctors said there’s a monster in Tingting’s belly. They suggested we terminate the pregnancy, but Tingting refuses to part with the baby. When we returned, we sought help from every spiritual avenue possible. Some masters said that the ghost from before had entered Tingting’s womb, seeking to occupy my son’s body and be born. That’s why she’s been pregnant for so long. If we forcibly remove the fetus, not only would we lose our son, but Tingting’s life would also be at risk. To protect them, we must find someone to exorcise the ghost from my son’s body so that Tingting can safely give birth. ”

As soon as the words “give birth” left her mouth, Mrs. Cheng, who had been unresponsive, suddenly arched her body, her eyes turned bloodshot as she glared fiercely at Mr. Cheng. Her hoarse voice screamed, “Kill this monster! He killed my daughter! I won’t give birth to it. I want to kill him, kill him!”

Mrs. Cheng struggled desperately, attempting to free herself from the ropes binding her hands and feet.

Due to her forceful struggles, her wrists were rubbed raw by the ropes, and traces of blood seeped out.

Yet, it seemed as though she couldn’t feel any pain. She continued to exert all her strength to break free.

Mr. Cheng stepped forward in anguish, gripping her wrists to prevent her from thrashing further. Choking back tears, he spoke, “Tingting has suffered immensely these past months. Her body and mind are at their limits. She’s been speaking incoherently. I’m truly afraid that if this continues…”

Mrs. Cheng, restrained on the bed, couldn’t break free. She glared fiercely at

Mr. Cheng, as if she wanted to devour him. “Cheng Weilin, even if I die, I will never give birth to this monster.”

After saying this, she even tried to bite her own tongue with all her might in an attempt to end her life.

With a single hand gesture, Lu Miao pointed her fingertip toward Mrs. Cheng’s forehead and tapped lightly. The frenzied Mrs. Cheng instantly calmed down.

Mr. Cheng had consulted numerous masters before, but this was the first time he’d witnessed such rapid and effective results!

The previous masters had performed elaborate rituals, using various spiritual tools and even performing dances. Yet, Lu Miao had simply pointed her finger, immediately quieting the frantic Mrs. Cheng.

Mr. Cheng turned to Lu Miao, excitedly grabbing her, “Master, you’re truly extraordinary! Please expel that ghost and save them. As long as you can save them, no matter what you ask of me or how much money you need, I’m willing.”

Lu Miao lowered her gaze slightly, looking at the person on the bed. Mrs. Cheng’s eyes were filled with tears, a gaze of despair fixed upon her.

She nodded, “Alright.”

Mrs. Cheng slowly closed her eyes, a tear rolling down her face, disappearing into her dry, unruly hair.

“That’s great, Master! What do I need to prepare?” Mr. Cheng asked eagerly and

joyfully..