My Life with Narration

Chapter 574 - 565: As a Villain, I Must Succeed

[Mother and child are safe, C-section, seven pounds six ounces]

[A month premature, mother and daughter are safe, five pounds four ounces]

[19 years old, suffering from uremia, no money for treatment]

[Struck down by illness, these are his last thirty-six hours, the boy is missing his beloved girl]

[A girl about to undergo a heart surgery with a very low success rate tomorrow, she saw online that Lao Xue is about to release a new song, and is praying that she can come back alive to hear her favorite singer’s latest work, but she won’t make it, gone forever]

[Mom just passed away in this hospital, he’s here to handle the paperwork]

[A girl with breast cancer, thankfully it was discovered early, thankfully she has worked well in these two years after graduation, and has savings to cover the surgery costs, everything is just right, everything is fine.]

After Su Qing paid the surgery fee, he didn’t dare to go upstairs, because he already knew the result, and over there at the hospital, they immediately arranged staff to prepare for the surgery after he paid.

At this moment, if nothing unexpected happens, Ding Qiang and his mother should have entered the ward to see their father for the last time.

Of course, they don’t know the result, but the extremely low probability makes them regard this meeting as the last one.

And he himself is walking up layer by layer, not taking the elevator, each floor he goes into, he takes a spin, glancing inside from each ward door.

Meanwhile, lines of narration flashed in his mind, striking his nerves.

It turns out, in places he can’t see, so many people are enduring hardship and fighting against illness.

Although most people have minor ailments, such a big hospital always has some critical patients, some are helpless, some have no money and can only wait for death.

That’s right, waiting for death, when the hospital can’t do anything or when you can’t afford the exorbitant medical fees, you can only wait for death.

In fact, death isn’t the most terrifying, but knowing you’re going to die and being helpless, just waiting for death to come, is the hardest.

Yet, he still saw genuine smiles on the faces of some terminal patients.

No fear or unease, he doesn’t know if they have resigned to fate or genuinely don’t care, seeing things clearly, but either way, he felt quite uncomfortable inside.

The only slightly better place is the maternity ward, each new life filled with laughter and joy, injecting a bit of vitality into this lifeless hospital.

Recalling some of the suicidal individuals he encountered in the police work these past few months, he sometimes just couldn’t understand, what’s wrong with this world, persuading those who want to die to stay alive, yet pushing those who want to live into death.

Who here in the hospital doesn’t want to live? Some because current medical methods can’t help, some because they don’t have the money to continue treatment.

Su Qing walked while processing the information in his mind, feeling somewhat low, sometimes the more you know, the less happy you become.

Because what he knows is not only good news, but also a lot of negative emotions, it has to be said, this hospital really doesn’t suit him, because there’s hardly any good news.

The whole hospital feels like a cycle, from birth to death, moving towards death and then reborn, endlessly cycling, suffering, despair, joy, sorrow, all included.

Unconsciously, he heard familiar sounds of arguing.

"Why do you care what I’m doing here, are you sick?" Wang Xing’s voice came.

"Only incompetent dogs bark, I’m not stooping to your level, but seeing you both here, could it be that Su Qing got some kind of cancer? Oh dear, that would be too bad, so what if he’s an internet celebrity, so what if he’s a Stock God, even with an eighty million investment in a movie, it’s just a gimmick, even if true, I’m afraid he might earn the money but not live to spend it, that would make me really happy!"

Looking in the direction of the voice, Su Qing immediately saw an old classmate, Zhang Chao, who just got married last year with Ning Tong, but now Ning Tong’s belly was slightly bulging, it’s obvious she’s pregnant.

And because of the wedding event last time, Su Qing didn’t give him any face as the host, invited Shen Yi to crash the party, especially Shen Yi’s parting words, it’s fair to say they were at odds with each other, just hadn’t had an outburst.

In particular, later Yang Zhiming impersonated him to scam online, and he personally led people to take him away, although Yang Zhiming later actively admitted his mistake, and his parents paid a lot of money in compensation and apology to smooth things over, but after coming out, Yang Zhiming didn’t shy from badmouthing him, Zhang Chao naturally wouldn’t miss such a good chance, crazily smearing him among high school classmates.

Calling him a pretentious snob, disregarding classmates’ friendships, a petty person, looking down on classmates, almost portraying him as a rich upstart who looks down on old classmates.

In Zhang Chao’s little circle, the name Su Qing was already tainted, anyone who heard would spit twice.

Of course, classmates who were generally on average terms with the two didn’t have such views, after all, who doesn’t know that Zhang Chao and he have been at odds since high school? Besides, siding with you against Su Qing, what’s in it for me?

So apart from Zhang Chao’s little circle, there wasn’t much reaction from other classmates.

"You son of a bitch..."

Being someone who had stood in the same circle as Su Qing since school, Wang Xing couldn’t take it when he heard this. Given the situation at Ding Qiang’s home over the past few days, he had been holding back a lot of anger. He immediately stepped forward, looking like he was about to make a move.

Standing at over 1.8 meters, Wang Xing had quite an intimidating presence, causing Zhang Chao’s face to change instantly.

"What are you trying to do? My wife is pregnant; if anything happens to her, I’ll kill you," Zhang Chao said harshly.

"Hey!"

At this moment, Su Qing spoke up.

Hearing his voice, everyone turned their heads in unison.

"Qingzi..."

Wang Xing wanted to say something but was cut off by Su Qing raising his hand. Then Su Qing looked at Zhang Chao and gave a cold sneer after glancing at Ning Tong’s bulging belly:

"Sorry, but even if you die, I won’t. I’m in great health, but you should keep your temper in check. If you get so mad that you die before your child is even born, wouldn’t that be unfortunate?"

When he saw that Su Qing was fine, coupled with the news he read online recently, he realized it had even made it to the trending topics with significant impact. Especially with the news of the 80 million invested in film production, Zhang Chao’s last bit of familial advantage vanished, making him seem like a clown in comparison. Every time he saw news about Su Qing online, Zhang Chao would gnash his teeth in secret.

This was especially true when he noticed his wife browsing through Su Qing’s news, even if just for a few seconds, making it even more unbearable for him.

"You..."

"Su Qing... we’re all classmates here, isn’t this unnecessary?" Ning Tong felt somewhat disappointed seeing her husband like this; the feeling had emerged back during her wedding. Su Qing’s subsequent presence online only exacerbated it.

Especially in the past couple of days, when I saw our former classmate spending 80 million to invest in a movie, knowing this classmate once had feelings for me, it would be impossible to remain unfazed.

If I had agreed to him back then, or if we had kept in touch during college, could we have ended up together?

If we did end up together, would I have shared in Su Qing’s achievements?

During university, I only wanted someone with good prospects. Later, I found many with good prospects but who didn’t plan to marry me, so I decisively chose Zhang Chao.

Initially, it seemed alright, but with Su Qing’s emergence, the gap between us seemed to widen even more, as if we were not on the same level at all.

After all, Zhang Chao was still just a second-generation rich kid relying on his family, whereas Su Qing had already started building his career.

This comparison only deepened my sense of loss.

"Classmates? Quit joking. Which classmate wishes me dead? Anyway, after the last time, we’re no longer classmates. Also, when he was badmouthing me earlier, I didn’t see you coming out to stop him. Now you want to play peacemaker? Do you deserve it?" Su Qing said coldly, looking at Ning Tong.

Upon hearing this, Ning Tong’s face turned beet red, her chest heaving rapidly. Zhang Chao, seeing this, pointed at Su Qing and shouted, "Su Qing, my wife is pregnant! If you upset her, I’ll make your life hell!"

In response, Su Qing nonchalantly glanced at Zhang Chao and sneered, "Why would I care about a pregnancy that’s not mine? If you’re so worried, better take her home before she gets hit by a car or something. Besides, have you done a paternity test? How do you know it’s yours? That’s interesting."

Faced with his caustic retort, both Ning Tong and Zhang Chao were infuriated, especially Zhang Chao, whose fists were tightly clenched.

Though the two had fought in high school, and Zhang Chao had the upper hand back then—being on the school sports team with many connections—they’ve all graduated now, and with Su Qing’s current status, he’s genuinely intimidated.

"You... you’re just a little man who’s gotten a bit of money and forgotten who he is!" Zhang Chao spat out.

Su Qing wasn’t hurt by it at all. He stepped forward with the demeanor of a nouveau riche and laughed, "Yeah, so what if I have some money now? Unlike someone, just a useless rich kid eating off his family."

"This little man, me, I have to let some people see the face of someone who’s got money now, looking at your expression, damn, it’s satisfying. You think Wang Xing is incapable, and similarly, to me, you’re just trash, including your family condition. What do you have to be proud of?"

Being low-profile is for unfamiliar people. For those who don’t get along with him, he’d never think about being low-profile—tolerating them, letting them go, and looking back in a few years.

He just wanted to be a bit arrogant, a bit flashy—even if it means being a little man getting proud—that’s still getting proud, right? What’s it to you?

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