After returning home in the evening, Meng Jingwei washed up and drank her medicine with a cup of hot water.
The previous accident had resulted in her pregnancy, and this time, she absolutely could not make the same mistake again.
It was just that that scoundrel, Qing Muyye, was truly not human.
After tidying everything up, Meng Jingwei lay on the bed, browsed her phone for a while, and then fell asleep, feeling drowsy.
The next morning, she woke up early, made millet porridge, stir-fried small greens, packed them into lunch boxes, and rode her bike to Shengde Hospital.
Normally, she could only cook and deliver meals to her foster mother at noon and in the afternoon. However, recently, she finished work at midnight, so she had free time in the morning to cook and deliver food to her foster mother.
Riding her electric scooter, she carried the lunch boxes to Shengde Hospital.
Entering the ward in the inpatient building, her foster mother, dressed in a dark blue floral chiffon shirt and black pants, was washing her foster father's face.
Her hair was already completely silver, and time had left its marks on her face, making the wrinkles more noticeable.
"Sigh, old man, why haven't you woken up yet? You're enjoying yourself lying in bed, but pity our daughter. She has to brave the wind and rain every day, and besides working, she also has to cook three meals a day for me. It breaks my heart."
Du Juan, her foster mother, murmured as she helped her foster father, Meng Tianhua, wipe his face.
Meng Jingwei's nose tingled, but she walked in with a smile, "Mom, why are you heartbroken? I'm idle anyway. Come and eat."
She placed the insulated box on the table, took the face towel from her foster mother's hand, and carried the basin to the bathroom.
"Jingwei, don't cook for me anymore. I'll just eat a steamed bun in the morning."
Shengde Hospital was a high-end private hospital, and the surrounding food was naturally very expensive. To save money, Du Juan basically only ate steamed buns for all three meals.
Meng Jingwei naturally couldn't bear to see her foster mother working so hard every day.
"Mom, hurry up and eat, or the food will get cold."
Meng Jingwei walked out of the bathroom, flashing a brilliant smile as if nothing had happened, "How has my dad been recently?"
"His fingers twitch from time to time, but I don't know when he'll wake up. Sigh..."
Du Juan sighed, unscrewed the insulated box, and started eating the millet porridge.
Meng Jingwei didn't stand idle either; she sat by the bed massaging Meng Tianhua.
"See, your dad is reacting too. I've been thinking, I want to take him back to our hometown in the next couple of days."
Halfway through the meal, Du Juan looked at Meng Jingwei, "Look at your face, you were such a beautiful girl before. Just to treat me and your dad, you had to endure humiliation in front of the Li family and even disguise yourself as ugly. Mom, Mom... I feel sorry for you."
Although they had transferred to Shengde Hospital, her foster parents still believed that this hospital was owned by the Li family.
"If you make yourself look like this, how will you find a partner?"
Finally, Du Juan added, her eyes already reddened with tears.
"Oh my, Mom, why do you keep saying that? I've told you so many times, the Li family just doesn't want outsiders to know that I look like Li Yun'er. I disguised myself as ugly for convenience at work; it saves trouble and effort. Hahaha..."
Meng Jingwei giggled playfully.
"That won't do either!"
Du Juan pretended to be angry, "Your dad is lying in bed every day, and I'm so stifled here. In a couple of days, I'll take this old man back to our hometown."
How could she not want to treat Meng Tianhua?
After all, he was getting old. She and her husband, Meng Tianhua, relied on each other, and she was truly afraid that he wouldn't wake up from this sleep.
However, Du Juan couldn't bear to see her daughter suffer.
"Mom, if you want to go back, you can go back and rest for a while. I can find a caregiver for the hospital."
"Oh, you stubborn girl, this is settled then."
"Mom..."
"What mom? Instead of spending time here, you should hurry up and find a partner."
"So, if I find a partner, you'll agree to let my dad stay in the hospital?"
She suddenly realized something: her mother was worried that she was too busy and, with such an 'ugly' face, it would be difficult to find a partner.
The mindset of elderly people in rural areas was indeed not as open-minded as those in the city. Therefore, they hoped she would find a boyfriend and a good home soon.
"Yes, but you don't have a boyfriend."
"Who says? I've had a boyfriend for a long time, I just didn't tell you."
"You're fooling me again. Even I can't stand looking at your ugly face, who could possibly like you."
"Alright, I'll bring my boyfriend to meet you tomorrow."
Meng Jingwei smiled at her foster mother, thinking to herself, where would she conjure up a boyfriend for her mother?
After leaving the hospital, Meng Jingwei continued to work as a delivery person and went to Night Scene Club to work at 5 PM sharp.
She changed into her security uniform. After a meeting at the security department, the security team began patrolling their posts.
Meng Jingwei found Chen Zhuo and nudged him with her arm, "Hey, Xiao Zhuo, can I discuss something with you?"
"What is it, Sister Wei?"
Chen Zhuo asked.
"That... are you busy tomorrow or the day after? Help me with something."
"Oh, I can't. My foster godfather is hospitalized, and I just asked for leave from the manager. I have to go back tomorrow."
"Oh, then it's nothing."
Meng Jingwei pouted and went to find two other colleagues she was relatively close to. However, one had just had a baby and was unavailable; the other was having relationship problems with his girlfriend and dared not agree. Meng Jingwei felt extremely frustrated.
She couldn't help but complain to the three of them, "You're all busy, who am I going to find to pretend to be my boyfriend to meet my mom?"
As soon as she finished speaking, someone walked up to her, put an arm around her shoulder, and said, "Pretend to be your boyfriend? Call me for such a good thing."
Xiao Cheng appeared from nowhere.
"Yo, Young Master Xiao is capable."
"That's right, Sister Wei. Look at Young Master Xiao, he's handsome and elegant. Bringing him to see your mom will be very impressive."
"Young Master Xiao, please help Sister Wei. My buddies and I happen to be busy these two days."
The three friendly security guards said to Xiao Cheng.
Because Meng Jingwei knew that once she brought a boyfriend to the hospital, she would likely have to bring him to meet her foster mother later, so they really couldn't get away.
Xiao Cheng glanced at Meng Jingwei, frowned, and clicked his tongue, "Are you looking down on me? Pretending to be a boyfriend, I'm best at it. But, what's in it for me?"
Meng Jingwei couldn't find anyone suitable, so she could only agree to the 'delivered' Xiao Cheng.
After thinking for a moment, she said, "After it's done, I'll treat you to skewers."
"Deal."
"Alright, I'll call you tomorrow at noon."
After making the arrangement with Xiao Cheng, Meng Jingwei started her work. Xiao Cheng, as usual, called a few of his rascally friends to sing karaoke in the private room.
The next day at noon.
Meng Jingwei prepared lunch for her foster mother and was about to leave with the lunch box when she called Xiao Cheng, "I'm ready to go, waiting for you at Shengde Hospital."
Half an hour later, when Meng Jingwei arrived at the entrance of Shengde Hospital, she saw Xiao Cheng, dressed in a suit, with his hair slicked back, wearing sunglasses, leaning against a sports car and smoking a cigarette, waiting for her.
She parked her electric scooter and walked towards Xiao Cheng, unable to help but complain, "You're dressed so ostentatiously, my mom will recognize you as a fake at a glance."