The Scumbag Alpha's Plan to Save the Female Lead - Chapter 11

Chapter 11

The two talked until deep into the night, seemingly having endless topics, yet if asked in detail, neither of them would remember exactly what they had said.

One was knowledgeable and always had topics to chat about; the other was thoughtful and meticulous, never letting the conversation drop. Their back-and-forth felt like two old friends who regretted not meeting sooner.

At the fork in the road.

Zhi Qiu stopped Ruan Ye, who intended to walk her home. Sitting in the wheelchair, she looked up slightly at the girl in the school uniform with a ponytail, realizing the other person was looking at her, too.

Zhi Qiu broke the silence: “Your place is less than a few hundred meters away. It’s late, and it’s better for an Omega like you to be cautious.”

She paused, then reminded her with a troubled expression: “If you’re not comfortable living at home, you can tell me, and I can help you find a new place to stay. You know my family is involved in the real estate business, um… I’m not trying to show off that I’m rich, I mean to say…”

Zhi Qiu’s face felt hot. She never actively explained herself to people, and yet the “Truth System” passive ability didn’t trigger this time.

Her lack of eloquence made Zhi Qiu lightly thump the wheelchair in annoyance. The person was Ruan Ye, and she didn’t want Ruan Ye to misunderstand her.

Before she could figure out how to clarify, the youthful, beautiful girl with the ponytail took two big steps and pushed Zhi Qiu’s wheelchair back a little. She feigned annoyance and playfully chided, “Didn’t you say you wanted to be friends with me? How could you think I’m so fragile that I’d mistake a friend’s goodwill for charity?”

Zhi Qiu realized she was joking. Her expression softened slightly, and her tone relaxed: “I’m relieved you see it that way.”

Then, she grasped Ruan Ye’s hand and said seriously, “If you have trouble, you can contact me anytime. We are… friends. Don’t carry everything alone.”

Ruan Ye agreed with a faint smile. Zhi Qiu couldn’t tell if her expression was sad or happy. She somehow felt there was sorrow hidden behind that heartwarming smile.

Ruan Ye stood a few hundred meters from her home, watching Zhi Qiu leave, even after the Zhi family’s driver pulled up, and the black luxury car disappeared into the night.

Perhaps out of pride, or perhaps because she didn’t want her newly made friend to know about her difficult situation, she didn’t tell Zhi Qiu that she had moved.

Under the bright moonlight, a thin figure walked somewhat forlornly along the path beside the street lamp until she disappeared into the hazy night.

After getting into the car, Zhi Qiu felt today had been unexpectedly successful. She let out a long breath and tapped the Truth System before the driver put the wheelchair in the trunk, signaling it to secretly come out.

Master Wang had been the Zhi family’s driver for over ten years and considered himself experienced.

After settling the young lady in the car, he went to deal with the somewhat old wheelchair, and the moment he touched it, confusion surfaced.

The wheelchair the young lady was sitting in now seemed different from the one Miss Yuan brought that day. Where there were once intricate, dense patterns, there were now only a few scraped wooden marks, like old scars.

Speaking of which, Zhi Qiu’s grandmother’s generation also seemed to…

Just then, a voice from inside the car urged him with a hint of impatience.

“What time is it already? If we don’t hurry, Uncle Mu will be waiting at the hospital again.”

The interruption made Wang Kun hastily put the wheelchair into the trunk, no longer observing it closely.

He didn’t notice that the moment the trunk closed, a piece of out-of-season catkin appeared out of thin air in the atmosphere.

The catkin drifted with the wind and blew inside the car.

The car ride to the hospital was quiet. Wang Kun wasn’t surprised, as he had known for a long time that the young lady, like her father, was a reserved person.

Even though she later masked herself with a reputation for promiscuity and infidelity, she was fundamentally decent and had never done anything truly wicked. That was why Director Zhi allowed her to grow up wildly.

In truth, Zhi Qiu was also tired from finding conversation topics for so long. She was thirsty, and the Truth System could conveniently converse with her mentally, achieving the magical effect of relieving boredom without needing to speak much.

Zhi Qiu played with the catkin, pulling it from one end and patching it from the other, molding it into various shapes like clay. She asked casually, “Besides making me tell the truth, do you have any functions I can control?”

The System was unaware that the young, immature Alpha was treating it like a child’s toy. It seriously explained, “I can transform into any item you have owned or currently own, at any time. As long as you own enough things, having me is like having a portable pocket. You can take out anything you need at any time!”

The Truth System had actually mentioned this in the locker room when Fu Jinyan was making things difficult for Ruan Ye.

Zhi Qiu’s memory wasn’t so bad. Aside from passing the time during the car ride, she had another goal.

Knowing this function of the System, she couldn’t help but wonder.

The System could transform into an intangible person, and also into tangible things like a car and a wheelchair. What about animals?

She remembered owning a big, golden dog when she was little.

At this thought, Zhi Qiu, who had been resting, semi-reclined in the car seat with her eyes closed, opened them.

She rubbed her temples and shook her head slightly, inwardly refuting, “My owning a dog when I was little doesn’t mean the original Zhi Qiu did. I must have been in this world so long that my memories are getting confused.”

For the rest of the drive, Zhi Qiu was silent, her thoughts drifting far away, seemingly lost in recollection.

The two silent individuals, each preoccupied with their own thoughts, returned to the hospital.

The private hospital had a dedicated elevator for special patients. Zhi Qiu didn’t let Wang Kun follow her further and returned to the ward alone.

“Uncle Mu,” Zhi Qiu said first upon entering the door.

Knowing she was past the agreed-upon time, she waited quietly when the other party didn’t respond, showing no irritation or anxiety.

Mu Ye knew perfectly well that his friend’s only daughter was feigning good behavior. If he continued to pretend not to see her, it would make him, the elder, seem petty and unforgiving.

He sighed, helplessly saying, “Hurry up and lie back down. I’ll try to finish your examination today. Remember to be back on time next time.”

A few young nurses helped Zhi Qiu from the wheelchair and took her to the lab to draw a blood sample.

Mu Ye had been practicing medicine for twenty years and was cautious in his actions. Even though Zhi Qiu’s injury was a broken leg from a car accident, he knew that professional examination was needed to determine if there was any internal damage.

During the blood draw, Zhi Qiu could feel intense pain in her internal organs, but she just endured it, not even frowning. This slightly reassured Doctor Mu, who was worried about her.

If there was internal organ damage, the pain during a blood draw would be amplified tenfold, causing a violent reaction in the patient.

Everything settled, Mu Ye went to the lab to analyze the blood components. A young nurse applied new medicine to her injured leg. Zhi Qiu lay on the familiar bed, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.

The forgotten wheelchair quietly approached the head of the bed, transforming into a feather, playfully brushing Zhi Qiu’s ear.

The System was about to change back, but the feather’s tail was grabbed by a pair of cool hands.

“You’re a System, you have no attachments, so you have no worries. Why are you so happy all the time?” Zhi Qiu teased.

The feather, which the Truth System had transformed into, flipped over, turning its back on Zhi Qiu, and pouted, thinking, “Idiot. You’re the one with relationship problems, not me. I’m here to help you. Instead of treating me like an ancestor, you’re complaining about me.”

Hiss.

How could it utter such rebellious words?

The Truth System turned around, smiling brightly as it changed the subject, asking worriedly, “Why are your hands so cold?”

The feather in her hand shivered very appropriately, its fluff bristling. Zhi Qiu burst into laughter, as if some small detail had struck her funny bone.

She swung the feather back and forth, laughing as she replied, “Because this body of mine is sick. I won’t live much longer.”

“If you’re sick, then get treated!” Hearing this, the feather bristled even more fiercely.

Zhi Qiu was still laughing, but the Truth System somehow detected a hint of sadness in the human’s happy expression.

This time, Zhi Qiu didn’t answer immediately. She just quietly placed the feather next to her pillow and lay down peacefully.

The close proximity made even the Truth System, which was just a string of code, blush silently.

The woman’s features were delicate, yet there was a natural air of nobility about her. A few crystalline tears suddenly clung to her dark, curled eyelashes. The System wanted to reach out and wipe them away, then realized it was only a feather without hands or feet.

In the silence, the System received Zhi Qiu’s answer.

“Because I am destined to die.”

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