During the school fitness test, Joanna, the billionaire's daughter, suddenly collapsed. Peyton, the cheerleading captain, held up her phone, her voice trembling with excitement. "Everyone stay calm! Nobody call 911!" She frantically tapped her screen, shoving the AI app's Q&A page in everyone's faces. "It's the AI era—everyone can be a doctor now." "Her dad's a billionaire! If we save her, the reward will be at least a million dollars." "Why let the hospital make this money when we can take it ourselves!" In my past life, I snatched the phone away and called 911, pointing at her nose and yelling that AI couldn't replace doctors—who would take responsibility if something went wrong? The ambulance arrived quickly, and Joanna survived. The billionaire was overwhelmed with gratitude and immediately adopted me as his goddaughter. But Peyton was expelled because of this. Her parents both lost their jobs. Unable to handle the blow, she jumped into the river and killed herself. My boyfriend cornered me on the rooftop, cursing me for being a busybody. "If it weren't for you, Peyton wouldn't have died!" He wrapped his hands around my neck and pushed me off. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the fitness test. This time, I'm going to watch Peyton dig her own grave!
After hearing Peyton's words, the whole class erupted. "Peyton, are you serious?" "If we save Joanna, will her dad Joshua really give us a million dollars?" Peyton held up her phone, her voice cracking with excitement. "Would I lie about this?!" "I did my research. The doctor who operated on Joanna a couple years ago was just a salaried employee. This year he suddenly bought a penthouse downtown worth nine million!" "What does that tell you?" "If we save Joanna, Joshua definitely won't be stingy. We're about to get rich!" "But... is AI really reliable?" someone hesitated. Peyton snorted coldly. "Why wouldn't it be?" "When you have a headache or fever, who doesn't ask AI first?" "Besides, you think doctors are so great? Videos have exposed them—when doctors face tough cases, they also ask AI software." "It's the AI era. Everyone can be a doctor. Why let the hospital make this money when we can take it ourselves!" Hearing this, I almost laughed from anger. AI isn't a doctor. It doesn't have medical qualifications, and sometimes its treatment plans are complete nonsense. If something goes wrong during the procedure, it could cause a disaster. In my past life, I repeatedly explained this to my classmates. Joanna was having a heart attack and urgently needed to be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. But they were stubborn, and instead questioned whether I was trying to sabotage everyone's chance to get rich. Finally, in a fit of anger, I grabbed the phone and called 911, which saved Joanna's life. This life, I don't want to explain anymore. If they insist on digging their own graves, then I'll let them! I want to see if they can handle Joshua's fury when things go wrong. While I was deep in thought, my roommate Lena came over. "Paige, that's a million dollars! Are we about to get rich?" In my past life, when Joshua found out Joanna had nearly been denied treatment, he was furious and wanted to hold the entire class accountable. I knelt down and begged him to spare everyone. But later, when Mason led people to corner me on the rooftop to avenge Peyton, Lena was the first to rush out and kick me hard. "Paige, if it weren't for you, I'd already be rich! You ruined my life!" The excruciating pain of falling from the rooftop seemed to resurface. I clenched my teeth and balled my fists tightly. "AI isn't reliable. I'd advise you not to delude yourself." At that moment, Peyton had already opened the AI app and quickly typed a line: [Sudden heart attack, how to treat?] While operating, she lowered her voice to instruct everyone. "Nobody breathe a word of this to anyone. If it works, we'll split the money evenly." "To prevent anyone from sneaking out to call an ambulance, we'll watch each other. I'm going to call roll now. Answer when your name is called." "Mason." "Here." "Lena." "Here." ... As one name after another came out of her mouth, I couldn't listen anymore and turned to leave. Behind me came Peyton's shrill shout. "Paige! Where are you going? You're not planning to snitch and keep all the money for yourself, are you?" I frowned, about to answer, when my boyfriend Mason's face darkened and he shouted angrily. "Paige, how can you be so selfish? Peyton knows to share the money with everyone, unlike you—you're such a selfish person. No wonder nobody likes you!" In my past life, it was him who pushed me off the rooftop with his own hands. He also rallied all the classmates to give false testimony to the police, saying I committed suicide because I couldn't handle academic pressure. Looking at that face before me, I suppressed my hatred and spoke coldly. "Fine, then let's break up. I find you disgusting too!" After saying that, I turned around, preparing to leave. But someone grabbed my wrist.
I turned around. Peyton looked at me with red eyes, her face full of grievance. "Paige, I know you don't like me, but you can't hurt everyone." I frowned, not understanding what she meant. Peyton pointed at the classmates behind her and said, "Daniel—his dad has cancer. To raise the 20,000 dollars for surgery, his mom runs a breakfast stand, working from dawn to dusk every day." "Fiona—her family is on welfare. Her dad said there's no money for tuition and plans to make her drop out next semester to work." "And Lena—her family favors sons over daughters. She earns her own tuition. If she had this money, she'd be set for all four years of college." ... Getting emotional, Peyton shed tears. "Paige, if you don't like me, that's fine." "But they're different. Their families are really struggling and need this money to get through hard times." "Can't you just be kind and share this life-saving opportunity to get rich with everyone? Please?" Before I could say anything, the surrounding classmates angrily surrounded me, pointing and criticizing. "Paige, how can you be so selfish?" "No wonder Mason is disgusted by you. I'd dump you too." "Exactly! A selfish, heartless woman like you doesn't deserve to be our classmate!" I almost laughed from anger. For money, they delayed Joanna's emergency treatment, and they still had the nerve to call me selfish? At this moment, Joanna's face had lost all color. She clutched her chest, her lips purple, her voice hoarse as she called out, "Help... help me..." My heart sank. Because of heavy rain, this fitness test had been temporarily moved indoors to the badminton hall. The teacher had just left for something. And before entering, I'd put my bag in the storage locker outside—I'd have to go out to make a call. This meant that in the vast badminton hall, I couldn't find anyone to help. But Joanna was having a heart attack. She couldn't hold on much longer. Looking at Joanna curled up in pain, I realized she was innocent. Why should she lose her life because of these people's greed? At this thought, I gritted my teeth, rushed to Joanna's side, quickly helped her lie flat on the ground, and anxiously shouted, "Joanna, where's your medication?" "Your heart attack medication—where did you put it? I'll get it right away!" Joanna's lips trembled as she struggled to squeeze out a few words. "In... in the storage locker by the gym entrance... white bottle..." Before she could finish, her eyes closed and she passed out. I didn't have time to think. I immediately stood up and rushed toward the door. But just as I reached the entrance, Mason blocked my way. "No way! Peyton said you can't leave." "Who knows if you're going out to get medicine or to tip someone off." I almost thought I'd heard wrong. "Mason, are you insane?" I stared at him intensely, trembling all over with urgency. "Can't you see Joanna's face is completely white? She's already passed out and can't hold on much longer!" "She needs her medication, or she'll really die!" Mason frowned slightly. His scrutinizing gaze swept back and forth between the collapsed Joanna and me, as if assessing whether I was lying. Just as he hesitated, Peyton's voice came from behind. "Paige, what's the rush?" She walked over slowly, arms crossed, speaking unhurriedly. "Didn't I tell you? With the AI app, everyone can be a doctor." "Not just minor illnesses like Joanna's—even if someone's heart stops, it can provide a plan to revive them!" Hearing this, everyone exclaimed in shock. "Really? That amazing?" "Then why even go to hospitals when you're sick? Just ask AI." "Exactly! Let's just use AI for medical care from now on. It saves money and avoids getting scammed by hospitals." "She's the cheerleading captain for a reason—she knows way more than us." Listening to everyone's flattery, Peyton raised her chin and looked at me smugly. I trembled with anger. She kept claiming AI could save lives. But from when Joanna collapsed until now, she hadn't taken any action or performed CPR. Looking at Joanna lying unconscious with purple lips, I stomped my foot in frustration. Just as I was on the verge of despair, not knowing what to do, suddenly a familiar voice came from behind. "What are you all doing here?"
I whipped my head around. The PE teacher stood at the door, looking over with a confused expression. My eyes lit up, and I was about to explain when Mason spoke first. "Coach, during the fitness test, we discovered Paige falsifying her data." "After being caught red-handed, she refused to admit it and is arguing here." As he spoke, he pinched my lower back and leaned close to my ear, threatening in a low voice, "Paige, you'd better know what's good for you." "If you expose this and ruin everyone's dream of getting rich, I'll never forgive you!" A chill ran up my spine. I stood frozen, mouth opening and closing, unable to say a word. Sure enough, after hearing Mason's explanation, the PE teacher looked at me with a flash of disgust in his eyes. "You're Paige, right? Your fitness test score is canceled. You'll have to retake it next semester." He coldly announced the result, then turned to Mason with a gentler tone. "Class monitor, I need to step out for something. Keep an eye on everyone and put the data on my desk after class." Mason nodded. "Don't worry, Coach." Watching the teacher's departing figure, I closed my eyes in despair. But it wasn't over yet. At that moment, Peyton looked at me coldly and said in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear, "Paige, looks like you haven't given up." "You were trying to snitch just now, weren't you? You're stuck in the mud yourself—why are you trying to stop us from getting rich?" "You're so selfish and vicious!" "Everyone, don't you think she deserves to be taught a lesson?" Soon, classmates surrounded me. I frowned and slowly backed away. "This is school. There are cameras everywhere." "If you touch me, aren't you afraid of disciplinary action?" "Disciplinary action?" Peyton couldn't help but laugh. "Once we have money, who cares about some disciplinary action?" "Besides, we're Joanna's lifesavers. When the time comes, we'll have Joshua handle it. Disciplinary action? That'll be cancelled in a heartbeat." As everyone gradually closed in, I was backed into a corner. Just as I looked around searching for a way out, suddenly I caught sight of something on Joanna's wrist. If I remembered correctly, it was the latest sports watch from C brand. Last time I was shopping, the sales associate specifically explained that this watch had an emergency call function. As the billionaire's daughter, Joanna had layers of bodyguard protection when she enrolled. Her watch couldn't possibly lack special settings. At this thought, I took a deep breath, pushed past the people in front of me, and ran toward Joanna. "Stop her!" Peyton's shrill shout rang in my ears. I didn't care. I rushed to Joanna's side and pressed the emergency button. The next second, the screen lit up. It connected. Before I could speak, a rough force came from behind. Several male classmates' hands gripped my shoulders tightly. I struggled desperately but was pressed face-down on the ground. "Still trying to run?" Peyton's voice came from above. "Paige, it's one thing for you to wallow in failure, but why are you blocking us from getting rich?" "For someone as vicious as you, if we don't teach you a lesson, you'll never learn!" She lifted her foot and stomped hard on the back of my hand. The piercing pain made my whole body shudder. "You still want to snitch, don't you?" She bent down, a smile on her face but coldness in her eyes. "Everyone, Paige almost ruined our path to wealth. What do you say—how should we punish her?" Lena was the first to raise her hand. "Just make it so she can't talk, right?" Peyton's eyes brightened, and the corners of her mouth lifted. "Then I'll leave it to you, Lena." Lena agreed and walked in front of me, looking down from above. "Paige, I'm sorry, but blocking someone's path to wealth is like killing their parents. You brought this on yourself." Just as she raised her hand, suddenly an exclamation rang out. "Look! Joanna's heart stopped!"
Everyone turned their heads simultaneously. Peyton, who had been so smug just moments ago, instantly paled. She pulled out her phone, trying to appear calm. "Everyone don't panic... this is normal for a heart attack!" "The AI app says if someone falls unconscious, you can do CPR and they'll recover quickly." Then she looked at Mason behind her, her voice urgent. "Mason, I'll give instructions, you do the CPR." "I'll perfectly capture you working hard to save someone, and then we'll go claim credit from Joshua." Mason nodded after hearing this, then followed her prompts and began operating on the spot. But Peyton wasn't a medical student. She'd never learned first aid or received training. She couldn't even find the correct position for CPR before having someone press down hard. Suddenly, there was a "crack." Everyone's faces changed. "Peyton, are you sure it's this spot? Why was there a cracking sound?" Peyton's face was deathly pale, but she still gritted her teeth stubbornly. "That's right, one-third down the sternum—the AI app says this is the standard position for CPR." "Maybe you used too much force... be gentler." Mason didn't doubt her and continued pressing down. Just then, urgent footsteps came from outside the door. Before anyone could react, the door was slammed open and Joshua rushed in with bodyguards. "Who dares hurt my daughter?" Peyton's face changed dramatically. She pointed at me lying on the ground, her voice shrill as she shouted, "It was Paige! She's the one who killed Joanna!"
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