Seeing that Ye Qingcheng was safe and sound, Ye Zhiwei wiped away her tears and said, "It's good that you're alright, it's good that Dad is alright."

She clung to Ye Qingcheng's clothes and became like a little follower, going wherever Ye Qingcheng went.

The police needed to confirm the identity of the injured person and asked Ye Qingcheng about the situation, so Ye Qingcheng went to give a statement first.

Feeling bored, he left the hospital and wandered around the university. There he met another middle-aged man suffering from a serious illness. Overwhelmed with sorrow, he chatted with the man and learned that the man's family was poor and could not afford his medical treatment. The man was in despair and had come for a walk.

The man didn't mention his intention to end his life. Ye Qingcheng saw that the man looked pale and was in even worse shape, shivering even in the slightest breeze. So he gave the man his Zhongshan suit, which the man didn't refuse. He left wearing Ye Qingcheng's Zhongshan suit, never expecting to get into a car accident after leaving university.

The police are currently reviewing the surveillance footage.

For reasons unknown, the driver got out of the car to check after hitting the person. After discovering something, he drove the car and ran over the person a second and third time before finally fleeing the scene.

The police are now preparing to arrest the driver responsible for the accident and bring him to justice.

The injured person is not Ye Qingcheng, and the test results will not be available so quickly. Ye Qingcheng and the man only met once. They could not find the person for a while. After Ye Qingcheng finished making a statement, the injured person's family came to report the case. Finally, the police asked the family to identify the body based on the characteristics described by the other party.

The man's wife recognized him from a scar on his wrist.

The man has a wife and a son who just started high school, and a daughter who started working right after graduating from high school.

The wife cried her heart out, clutching her husband's hand and muttering, "He told me this morning he was going for a walk to clear his head. I didn't pay attention, I didn't pay attention! How could I not realize that it's dangerous for him to go out alone when he's seriously ill? I should have gone with him. He said he just wanted to go somewhere nearby to be alone, and I didn't think much of it... Why didn't I think much of it? When he said he was going out, I was thinking about borrowing money and didn't pay attention—"

The woman started slapping herself, crying, "It's all my fault! It's all my fault!"

It was her daughter who pulled the woman back, pleading through tears, "Mom, please don't do this, please don't do this."

The man had told his daughter several times not to waste any more money on her. In order to pay for his medical treatment, his daughter had been admitted to a second-tier university, but because they didn't have the money, they couldn't afford to send her to school. She had to start working at a young age, and all the money she earned was used to pay for her father's medical treatment. Even though she remembered how good her father had been to her, sacrificing her future and constantly exploiting herself just to pay for her father's medical treatment had left her physically and mentally exhausted.

From her initial determination to work and earn money for her father's medical expenses, to later envying others who went to university and went shopping with their girlfriends without a care in the world, she worked part-time at a restaurant during her holidays in addition to her regular job. She had never been in a relationship, and the pressure of life was suffocating her. She had actually told women in private that she should give up for now.

Just like now, the daughter is comforting her mother, saying, "Maybe compared to being tormented by illness, this kind of thing happening is—"

The woman, in a frenzy, viciously deleted her daughter's email. She screamed at her, "How could there be such a wicked daughter in the world? You just want your father to die, don't you? You just want him dead so you won't have to give the family money anymore, right? Isn't that what you're thinking? How could you be so wicked? How could you have such thoughts? Have you forgotten how good your father was to you? He was so good to you, and you still wished for his death—"

She gripped her daughter's shoulders tightly, shaking her violently, "How could you be so vicious? How could I have such a vicious daughter..."

The young girl, still grieving, completely lost control of her emotions at this moment because of the woman's words. She stared at the woman and said, "I'm wicked? I'm wicked, Mom! In my senior year of high school, if it weren't for the fact that we didn't have money and you wouldn't hire a caregiver and insisted that I take care of Dad who was undergoing chemotherapy, would I have missed so many classes? I used to be one of the top students in my class. I had to ask for leave to take care of Dad, I had to ask for leave to cook for the family, I had to use my after-school time to work part-time with you and help you with chores. In the end, I gritted my teeth and, although my grades weren't good, I still got into a second-tier university. I could have gone to college!"

The girl stared at the woman and said desperately, "I could have gone to university. You begged me, you begged me to give up. You said we didn't have money, you said Dad needed money, you said you had no other choice. I was heartbroken too. Do you think I wasn't heartbroken and didn't want to get Dad treated? So I tore up the acceptance letter and started working. I did three jobs a day. I almost fainted once. I called you crying and what did you say? What did you say! You asked me if I could skip the night shift!"

“Because I’m a girl, because I’m your daughter, am I destined to bear all this? Huh? Why didn’t you let my brother drop out of school? You’re so desperate for money, why didn’t you just let him drop out too? Did he do well on the exam? He can’t even get into a university! He can’t even get into a university, yet you’re still willing to let him study. And me? I can only earn money to support Dad. You say I’m vicious? I’ll show you how vicious I can be! I just wish Dad were dead. Only when he’s dead can I breathe a sigh of relief, only then can I stop being in so much pain… only then can I feel like I’m still a human being.” The girl cried even harder. “But now he’s dead, I’m sad too, I’m sad too. My only father who loved me is gone, gone! Do you think I’m made of iron…”

The family members were crying uncontrollably, and it was only when the police pulled them back from their hysterical state that the daughter, who was threatening suicide, finally brought the farce to an end.

Poverty-stricken couples face a hundred sorrows.

Not only the couple, but also the children fell into this despair, feeling that there was no hope for the future.

Ye Qingcheng looked at these families, whose lives had been nearly ruined by poverty, sighed, took out his business card and gave it to his youngest son, who was the only one who hadn't completely lost his mind. He stroked his hair and said gently, "I'm your father's friend. This is my phone number. If you encounter any trouble, you can contact me. I will also help with your father's matter. Don't worry, the driver who caused the accident will not escape the punishment he deserves."

Ye Qingcheng was deeply moved by what the girl had just said. He returned to Ye Zhiwei's side, gently stroked her hair, and said softly, "Zhiwei, are you starving because you rushed down here so quickly? Come on, Daddy will take you to eat."

Before leaving, Ye Zhiwei couldn't help but look back. The girl who had been slapped by her mother and was standing there stunned also looked at Ye Zhiwei, her eyes filled with envy.