"Mm." Ji Cheng responded softly.
Ming Xiaowei initially felt a bit embarrassed, but in the end, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep under the same blanket Ji Cheng had used.
When Auntie Zhang arrived, she saw her young mistress acting inconsiderate again—actually competing with a patient for the bed?
"Xiao Cheng, you see how unruly my young mistress is. If she was tired, she should have gone home to sleep. I’m sorry for troubling you." Auntie Zhang placed the lunchbox she was carrying on the coffee table and gave Ji Cheng an apologetic smile.
"It’s fine. I was the one who told her to sleep here. Besides, my leg is healing well. The doctor said I can go home to recuperate in a couple of days."
"That’s good to hear." Auntie Zhang was about to say more when she noticed her young mistress stirring.
Ming Xiaowei abruptly sat up, stretching with a long yawn.
In her dream, Zhao Qinghan had been chasing her with a knife, nearly scaring her to death.
So terrifying.
"Young mistress, I brought food for both of you. Since you’re awake, let’s eat."
Auntie Zhang felt inexplicably guilty, wondering if her earlier words had been overheard. It probably sounded like she was siding with an outsider.
"Oh, okay." Ming Xiaowei rubbed her sleepy eyes and hopped off the hospital bed.
"You should sit down," she said to Ji Cheng.
Ji Cheng instinctively tried to stand, but her body swayed unsteadily. Luckily, Ming Xiaowei caught her in time—otherwise, a fall could have been disastrous.
"Are you okay?" Ming Xiaowei asked urgently.
"I’m fine." Ji Cheng lightly touched her forehead before replying calmly.
Ming Xiaowei quickly helped her back onto the bed, making sure Ji Cheng was comfortably propped against the pillows. Auntie Zhang set up the small table beside the bed and placed Ji Cheng’s lunchbox on it.
Ming Xiaowei stole a few glances—the food looked and smelled delicious, a far cry from the bland meals Ji Cheng had been eating before.
"After we eat, I’ll head home. I have classes tomorrow," Ming Xiaowei told Ji Cheng.
Meanwhile, Zhao Qinghan forcibly roused the Loli System.
"You’ve been sleeping for so long—aren’t you recovered yet? People online are still tearing me apart." Zhao Qinghan had checked her Weibo while eating and nearly choked on her rage.
The Loli System almost couldn’t catch its breath.
Was this petty issue really worth disturbing her? Didn’t her agency have a PR team?
"No, I’m still recovering from taking that hit for you. I need more rest. Handle these trivial matters yourself." The Loli System’s patience, once endless, had been worn thin by Zhao Qinghan.
Transforming into human form in her organization was far harder than elsewhere. She’d endured countless humiliations to achieve it.
So annoying!
This was the first time the Loli System had snapped at Zhao Qinghan, leaving her feeling oddly unsettled. But before she could ask anything else, the system had already slipped back into slumber.
Damn it!
No one could be relied on.
Zhao Qinghan clenched her teeth. Proud and stubborn, she refused to bow to the old man of the Zhao family.
Just as she was brainstorming ways to salvage her crumbling reputation, the doorbell rang.
Startled, Zhao Qinghan crept to the door, a small flame flickering in her palm—only to find several men in suits standing outside.
Were they from her agency?
If they were reporters, they wouldn’t look like this. The residential complex wouldn’t let the media in anyway.
"Who are you?" Zhao Qinghan demanded coldly.
"Hello, we’re from Huatian Entertainment. Regarding the recent online controversy, we’d like to discuss a few matters with you." The speaker was a woman in a beige suit.
Zhao Qinghan scrutinized them for a long moment before opening the door.
Yet, in less than five seconds, the cold barrel of a gun was pressed against her forehead.
It had been a while since she’d felt this—the chilling threat to her life.
"You—"
"We’ve received reports that you possess extraordinary abilities. You’ll need to come with us." The woman flashed an ID card.
Zhao Qinghan didn’t recognize the insignia, but the words "Blade Hunters Organization" were visible at the bottom.
She didn’t get a clear look.
If that was the case… did that mean these people all had supernatural powers too?
Zhao Qinghan steadied herself, pressing her lips into a tight line.
"Fine."
She’d go. Maybe this was the better path.
Her ambitions had never truly been in the entertainment industry.
"Zhao Qinghan was taken away by a supernatural organization." When Si relayed the news to Ming Xiaowei, she was still scrolling through trending topics on Weibo.
The earlier incident had blown up, with countless people jumping in to expose past scandals—along with fresh dirt on Zhao Qinghan.
Even the shows and companies she’d worked with were scrambling to distance themselves from her.
"What?" Ming Xiaowei blinked in disbelief.
Seriously? After all her scheming, the female lead just waltzed off?
"Is this supernatural organization some kind of secret group?" Ming Xiaowei gritted her teeth. If so, things just got a lot more complicated.
Zhao Qinghan was undeniably powerful. As a former general from the apocalypse, her combat skills far surpassed this world’s standards.
"That’s correct. We’ll have to wait and see. I’ll keep an eye on things for you. Her agency will likely cut ties with her completely." Si sounded equally frustrated.
This was still tied to the hospital incident.
The miraculous recovery of those men had baffled doctors. They claimed Zhao Qinghan had threatened them, causing them to faint—remembering nothing afterward.
The story trended briefly before being scrubbed from the internet, thanks to the Blade Hunters’ intervention. The organization had taken an interest, interrogating the men at the hospital.
Tracking down Zhao Qinghan’s records was no challenge for them, nor was entering her residential complex.
Whether she was a celebrity or embroiled in scandal meant nothing to them.
"If this supernatural organization follows typical novel tropes, doesn’t that make it even harder to send Zhao Qinghan to a mental institution?"
Ming Xiaowei wanted to whimper.
"You could always join them too," Si suggested, though he immediately regretted it.
The original Ming Xiaowei had no supernatural abilities, and joining such an organization would mean severing ties with family—hardly the future she’d wanted.
"No way. If I leave, the real Ming Xiaowei would be stuck without powers. Plus, poking around secret organizations is a surefire way to get yourself killed."
But then—
"Didn’t those guys say their miraculous healing was linked to Zhao Qinghan?" A sly grin spread across Ming Xiaowei’s face.
This was the trap she’d set.
She’d guessed a world like this wouldn’t have just one person with powers. Now that her hunch was confirmed, the mission had gotten trickier—but sending the female lead to a mental hospital might not be impossible after all.
"Exactly. The Blade Hunters believe Zhao Qinghan possesses an unprecedented ability to restore people to perfect health."
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