My Abstinent Girlfriend (18)

No matter who this person was, she had to find a way to repay the money.

But...

Could it be Little Wei?

Ji Cheng shook her head. Probably not. Though Little Wei’s family was well-off, she was still just a kid. How could she possibly come up with 700,000 or 800,000 yuan all at once?

Ji Cheng arrived at the hospital ward. In the center bed lay her grandmother, who had been under Doctor Li’s care. Ji Cheng hadn’t visited her in days.

When Grandma Ji saw Ji Cheng, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Child, you didn’t do anything foolish, did you?"

She was aware of the surgery expenses.

"Of course not. Besides, Doctor Li said it was a woman who gave the money. I’m not stupid—why would I do something reckless?" Ji Cheng quickly grasped Grandma Ji’s hand, her eyes softening with a helpless yet tender smile.

"Grandma, I’ll pay back every cent of that money. Just focus on recovering here. I’m studying economics at a top university—I’ll earn plenty in the future, buy a big house, and take care of you. Don’t worry."

She patted Grandma Ji’s hand reassuringly.

"Good, that’s my girl—strong and determined, just like a true Ji. And that useless father of yours… still no word from him?"

As soon as Grandma Ji spoke, a familiar figure appeared in her clouded vision.

Her unfilial son.

"You—" Grandma Ji froze when she noticed the woman standing beside him.

Ji Cheng instinctively turned to look.

Her father, whom she hadn’t been able to reach for so long, now stood there in a sharp suit, a young and beautiful woman at his side. In her arms slept a peacefully dozing baby.

"Xiao Cheng, Daddy’s back. Aren’t you happy?" Father Ji stepped forward, reaching to ruffle his daughter’s hair, but Ji Cheng dodged his touch.

"Who is she?" Ji Cheng’s eyes reddened as she stared at the woman beside him.

The scene felt all too familiar.

Just like when her mother had abandoned her—except back then, Zhao Qinghan had been older than her.

"This? Oh, this is your little brother. I told your aunt all about how well you’re doing in school, so she wouldn’t worry. That’s why she came to meet you." Father Ji grinned, his eyes crinkling with delight.

"Ha. Wishing you all the happiness." A scalding tear rolled down Ji Cheng’s cheek. Without waiting for Grandma Ji to speak, she bolted from the room.

How wonderful.

Some people got to marry their first love. Others, after heartbreak, could abandon their own mother’s well-being, run off with a pretty woman, and even have a child.

Everyone was happy. Everyone had their own family.

So from the very beginning, Ji Cheng was the one who didn’t belong.

Maybe there was no point in her even being alive.

The world around her blurred into noise and chaos. She couldn’t hear anything—just distant shouts and curses.

When the electric scooter slammed into her, her mind went blank.

What a shame. She never got to apologize to Little Wei.

The thought flickered and vanished.

Ming Xiaowei was jolted awake by Si’s frantic voice.

"Your Ji Cheng—she got hit by a car."

Ming Xiaowei shot upright in bed, disbelief written across her face.

"You’re joking. I was just talking nonsense earlier. She’s a grown-up—how could she not even watch for bikes while crossing the street?"

"It’s true. And after rereading the book last night, I finally found a clue. In the original story, Ji Cheng dies. That’s why the main couple’s marriage goes smoothly."

Ming Xiaowei’s chest tightened.

"How did she die?"

Si shook his head. "No details—just a passing mention. But she’s not at that point yet. This time, it was an electric scooter."

After all, Ji Cheng wasn’t a key character.

"Which hospital?" Ming Xiaowei demanded.

Si gave the name, and without another word—ignoring the pain in her leg—Ming Xiaowei dashed out of the villa. Luckily, she found a cab nearby and rushed to the hospital.

Watching her, Si couldn’t help but doubt whether her emotions had truly been dulled by the system.

In both worlds, she showed not a single trace of detachment.

And in this one, her concern for Ji Cheng was especially intense.

Why?

Si couldn’t figure it out.

When Ming Xiaowei arrived at the hospital, she spotted a man and woman with a baby waiting outside the operating room.

"Who are they?"

"Father Ji came back. Brought a woman—and as you can see, they even have a kid now," Si quickly explained.

Holy hell.

Ming Xiaowei couldn't even find the energy to mock this melodramatic plot. But then again, this was a novel world—such tropes were practically standard.

If only the damn author had given her Ji Cheng a decent family, they could’ve had kids of their own by now.

Trash writer. Go die in a ditch.

"That girl—she wouldn’t even listen to me, just ran off like that. So dangerous! Thank goodness it was just an electric scooter. Imagine if it’d been something worse!" Father Ji grumbled.

Didn’t he realize surgery costs money?

Before he could say more, a young girl limped over and dropped into a chair opposite them.

Ming Xiaowei’s leg was killing her.

The earlier collision with the coffee table had only made things worse.

She’d taken leave precisely because her leg couldn’t keep up with her usual whirlwind pace.

The woman studied Ming Xiaowei for a long moment before hesitantly approaching.

"You’re… Ji Cheng’s friend?"

"Yeah. Did you cover the surgery fees?" Ming Xiaowei asked through gritted teeth, fighting the pain.

"We did," the woman sighed.

Ming Xiaowei pressed her lips together, saying nothing. The woman didn’t seem malicious, but Ji Cheng had already been betrayed by her mother once. And even if Father Ji wanted to remarry, he should’ve at least given Ji Cheng a heads-up.

Ji Cheng wasn’t unreasonable—springing a new sibling on her like this was just cruel.

"By the way, I heard Ji Cheng does really well in school. Is that true?" The woman sat beside Ming Xiaowei, glancing fondly at her peacefully sleeping son in the stroller.

"Yeah. She’s class president. And she’s supporting her grandmother’s medical bills."

At that, Ming Xiaowei’s eyes stung. If Ji Cheng hadn’t been so exhausted, she wouldn’t have fallen asleep the moment she hit the bed.

Why did her Ji Cheng have to bear such a heavy burden?

Mention of Grandma Ji’s treatment made the woman shift uncomfortably.

"I… only found out about that recently. But Ji Cheng should be fine. Don’t worry."

Ming Xiaowei stayed silent. Soon, the surgery concluded.

The doctor emerged, delivering a lengthy update.

No major issues—just a fractured leg, mild concussion, and some minor injuries requiring stitches.

"Put her in a private room. I’ll cover the cost," Ming Xiaowei suddenly interjected.

Father Ji and the woman exchanged surprised glances but eventually agreed.

No way was Ming Xiaowei letting Ji Cheng suffer in a crowded ward.

What's more, she still had her staff—if it weren't for Ji Cheng's accident, she might have completely forgotten about it.

Zhao Qinghan was a celebrity, so the main storyline had been progressing slowly this time. But as soon as something happened to Ji Cheng, Zhao Qinghan's appearance quickly followed. After all, Father Ji didn’t want to shoulder the surgery fees alone, especially since Ji Cheng had originally been raised by Zhao Qinghan's mother.

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