As the focus of attention, Meng Jingwei and Xiao Cheng were currently sitting at a roadside stall, eating skewers.
"Your parents have returned to their hometown. When do you plan to start working at my company?"
Xiao Cheng, holding a lamb skewer, asked Meng Jingwei while eating.
As the young master of the Xiao family, one of the four major families in Lancheng, he had deigned to eat at such a simple roadside stall, but his demeanor still exuded a noble aura, making him seem out of place among the people around him enjoying skewers.
"What does your company do?"
Meng Jingwei looked at Xiao Cheng. He was wearing a floral shirt and floral pants, with sunglasses on. His elbow was propped on the car window, and he held the steering wheel with one hand. Although his attire was casual and flashy, it did not detract from his devilishly handsome, ethereal beauty.
Admittedly, Xiao Cheng was very handsome, the ruggedly handsome type, exuding a "bad boy" aura from his core.
"I'm asking you."
"I'm studying marketing management."
"Then you can come to my company's project department and learn something."
"Can I?"
"I'm the boss of the company, I make the decisions."
Xiao Cheng raised his eyebrows at her and smiled triumphantly.
Little did he know, Meng Jingwei's question of "can I?" was about whether she could truly learn something at his company.
The young woman also smiled, using tea as a substitute for wine, and clinked glasses with him. "Then here's to my future boss. I'll be relying on you from now on."
They talked and laughed.
It seemed that Meng Jingwei only felt truly relaxed and happy when she was with Xiao Cheng.
After the meal, they both went home.
Having been busy for several days, Meng Jingwei felt exceptionally tired. She locked her door, washed up, and then fell into a deep sleep.
The next day.
Waking up early, Meng Jingwei changed into sportswear and went for a morning run.
Morning runs had been her habit in the past, but since her adoptive father fell into a coma, she had shouldered the pressure of supporting her adoptive parents and covering other hospital expenses, forcing her to work desperately to earn money every day.
Now that her adoptive parents had safely returned to their hometown, her burden was significantly lighter, and she had resumed her former habit of morning runs.
After running along the river in the park for more than half an hour, as she sat by the roadside to rest, she suddenly saw a crowd gathering not far away.
"Oh dear, what's going on over there? I'll go take a look."
"It seems an old lady has fainted."
"Oh no, how could this happen."
People walking by in front of her muttered a few words, and Meng Jingwei also got up to see what was happening.
It was early morning, and the park was filled with elderly ladies and gentlemen exercising. Seeing the commotion, they all gathered around.
Meng Jingwei stood on her tiptoes to get a look. She saw an elderly person dressed in a Tai Chi uniform lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth, in a very dangerous condition.
However, none of the onlookers dared to offer assistance. Only one elderly gentleman called 120.
Meng Jingwei took out her phone, started recording a video, and then squeezed through the crowd. "Excuse me, excuse me."
She walked to the front of the collapsed old lady, placed her phone aside, and while turning the elderly person over, she said to the crowd, "The patient is foaming at the mouth and needs ventilation. Don't crowd too close."
After speaking, she looked down at the unconscious old lady and was surprised to find that it was...
Old Madam Qing!
"Grandma Qing?!"
Meng Jingwei was extremely shocked. She never expected to encounter Old Madam Qing here, let alone in such a manner.
But the situation was critical and left no room for hesitation.
She immediately turned Old Madam Qing's head to the side and reached out to untie the knot on the collar of Old Madam Qing's Tai Chi uniform, trying to ensure her breathing was smooth.
Then, she pressed on the Zhongwan and Hegu acupoints on Old Madam Qing's back to stimulate the acupoints.
"The young lady knows her?"
"She's foaming at the mouth. Be careful. If something happens, it might bring a lot of trouble."
"Don't worry about saving her, I'll testify for you if anything happens."
"Young lady, you're amazing."
...
The elderly gentlemen and ladies watching from the side praised her.
But after a few minutes, Old Madam Qing began to convulse again.
The situation escalated rapidly, but Meng Jingwei remained very calm. She took off her hair tie, rolled it up, and placed it in Old Madam Qing's mouth to prevent her from biting her tongue.
In this situation, she didn't care if the hair tie had sweat stains on it.
Then she continued to press on Old Madam Qing's Zhongwan and Hegu acupoints, breaking out in a heavy sweat, but quietly waiting for the ambulance to arrive.
"That's too scary."
"Who says it isn't? She was foaming at the mouth and convulsing."
"Young lady, can you handle it? How come she started convulsing while you were attending to her?"
"If you don't understand, don't give orders blindly."
...
Meng Jingwei pressed on the acupoints for a long time, but Old Madam Qing showed no signs of waking up. Instead, the onlookers began to doubt Meng Jingwei.
She ignored them and continued to press on the acupoints.
Ten minutes later, the ambulance finally arrived and took Old Madam Qing to the hospital. Meng Jingwei followed all the way.
At the hospital, Old Madam Qing was sent to the emergency room. Although Meng Jingwei didn't want to see Qing Muye again, after much consideration, she proactively called that scoundrel.
The call was quickly answered, "What is it?"
"Grandma Qing collapsed while exercising in the park, she was foaming at the mouth and convulsing, her condition is very dangerous. Hurry over. She's at Central Hospital."
On the phone, Meng Jingwei briefly explained the situation to Qing Muye.
"Okay, I'll be there right away."
Qing Muye was puzzled and didn't understand why Meng Jingwei was with his grandmother, but he didn't ask further and immediately drove to the hospital.
Half an hour later, he found Meng Jingwei sitting in the emergency room corridor outside the operating room.
"How is Grandma?"
Qing Muye stood in front of her and questioned her.
Meng Jingwei, who was looking down at the ground, raised her head upon hearing him. The first thing she saw was Qing Muye, dressed in a black silk pajamas. His sharply defined handsome face was filled with worry, and his usually meticulously styled hair was uncharacteristically a little messy.
Even so, it did not diminish his handsomeness in the slightest.
"She's already in the emergency room,"
Meng Jingwei replied.
The man's slightly slanted eyebrows furrowed. "How did you end up with Grandma?"
His icy eyes fixed on her, his sharp gaze carrying a hint of scrutiny.
Meng Jingwei's expression darkened. Sensing his suspicion, she felt quite annoyed. "It was just a chance encounter. Since you're here, I'll be leaving."
She truly didn't want to spend another minute with Qing Muye.
However, as she tried to leave, Qing Muye grabbed her arm. "Want to leave? You'll have to wait until Grandma wakes up."
The implication was: who knew if Grandma's collapse was directly related to her.
"You..."
Meng Jingwei was exasperated, and suddenly felt that recording with her phone and then saving the person was an extremely correct decision.
Just as she was about to take out her phone to show Qing Muye, the door of the emergency room suddenly opened.
Qing Muye immediately let go of Meng Jingwei and walked towards the doctor. "Doctor, how is my grandmother?"