Another half a month passed. While Nan Sheng was having dinner with the two children, Luo Hao and Little Hou suddenly arrived at her doorstep, looking as if they had something difficult to say. Noticing their hesitation, Nan Sheng asked the children to go inside.
Luo Hao believed Nan Sheng was a strong woman, and besides, there was no time for sentimentality at the moment.
"Sister-in-law, Lin Han has been shot. He was just sent to the city’s military hospital for surgery. We don’t know the details yet, but the car is ready for you. You can leave anytime."
Nan Sheng’s heart sank. She forced herself to stay calm, though she didn’t realize her voice was trembling. "Wait for me a moment. I’ll go inside and pack a few things."
She quickly grabbed two sets of spare clothes for herself and Lin Han, then called the children over, telling them they were coming along.
Luo Hao’s expression clearly showed disapproval. The children were still so young—wouldn’t this be too cruel for them?
Nan Sheng thought the opposite. She had to prepare for the worst. If Lin Han really couldn’t be saved, she at least wanted the children to see him one last time.
And so, five people set off for the city—Little Hou in the driver’s seat, Luo Hao in the passenger seat, and Nan Sheng with the two children in the back.
Sizhe seemed to sense something was wrong. He kept his face turned toward the window, his expression full of worry.
Siqi obediently clung to Nan Sheng’s arm. "Mom, where are we going?"
Nan Sheng hugged her gently. "We’re going to the city to see your dad. Take a nap, and we’ll be there when you wake up."
Hearing this, Sizhe’s back stiffened even more. Nan Sheng’s heart ached. The children had already lost their birth mother. If something happened to Lin Han, they’d end up orphans, just like her…
"System, I need you now."
At this moment, the system was Nan Sheng’s greatest lifeline.
"At your service!"
Thank goodness it finally had a purpose beyond copying documents. The system felt its existence had meaning at last.
"Lin Han’s been hurt—shot. If he’s still alive, do you have any medicine that can save him? Something like the Vitality Pill?"
Before taking the Vitality Pill, Nan Sheng’s body had been weak and prone to cold sweats—side effects of starvation.
But after taking it, those small ailments disappeared. She hadn’t even fallen seriously ill in the past two years, proving the system’s remedies were reliable.
The system rummaged through its pockets, then brightened. As their bond level had reached 100, it had indeed upgraded its inventory—it just hadn’t told Nan Sheng yet.
"I do, but I can’t just give it to you. That would break the rules and get me punished. How about you try the lottery?"
Nan Sheng figured, why not? She’d won five million before—her luck couldn’t be that bad. She decided to use all seven of her remaining lottery chances today.
"Fine, give me five spins first!"
System: That’s my girl—bold as ever!
With a tap, the five spins began. The first thing that appeared before Nan Sheng was a three-story villa with a swimming pool, followed by a flashy red Ferrari, then a luxury yacht, a hundred million in cash, and… a sexy butler???
A sexy butler who looked exactly like Lin Han???
Nan Sheng’s eyes burned at the sight!
To make matters worse, the system specified that she’d have to return to her original world to claim these rewards—meaning she’d just wasted spins on useless junk she couldn’t even throw at someone if they annoyed her.
So much for luck.
Unaware of Nan Sheng’s frustration, the system preened, thinking, Aren’t I the best? I’ve got everything ready for your return.
How could my darling not adore me now?
Nan Sheng gritted her teeth. "Spin again!"
Let’s see what else it could cough up.
The system delivered. The last two spins gave her life-saving elixirs—though it wasn’t sure if one would be enough, so it gave her two, just in case.
Finally satisfied, Nan Sheng was glad she’d saved all her spins for this moment.
"System, I hereby declare you the cutest system in the world!"
She stored the two elixirs in her personal space, ready to use at any moment. Now, all she could do was hope Lin Han held on long enough for her to reach the hospital.
The jeep raced to the city hospital in just two and a half hours—practically flying. Siqi threw up twice from the bumpy ride, but Nan Sheng still urged Little Hou to drive faster.
By the time they reached the military hospital, Nan Sheng and the children were unsteady on their feet, their stomachs churning. Fortunately, Luo Hao and Little Hou were there to guide them to the ward after asking for directions.
That’s right—the surgery was already over!
Han Yongxiang stood guard outside the ward, looking haggard, his eyes swollen from crying. He opened his mouth to speak when he saw Nan Sheng but fell silent upon noticing the children.
Luo Hao and Little Hou pressed him immediately. "How is Battalion Commander Lin? Was the surgery successful?"
Han Yongxiang’s voice was hoarse. "The bullet’s been removed, but it was too close to the heart. We don’t know when he’ll wake up."
Only then did Siqi realize her father had been hurt. Tears rolled down her cheeks, but she didn’t dare make a sound.
Nan Sheng held both children’s hands. "Mom will take you to the window to see Dad, okay? He’ll be fine—he’s just tired and needs to sleep for a few days. I promise!"
The situation was better than Nan Sheng had feared. If the doctors allowed family inside to give him water, she could slip him the elixir.
Sizhe had held it together the whole way, but the sight of Lin Han lying in the hospital bed, hooked up to an IV, finally broke him. He burst into tears.
A nurse inside the ward, seeing the woman and children outside, guessed they were family and stepped aside so they could see Lin Han’s face.
His complexion was pale, but at least he was in a hospital gown, with no visible blood or wounds—otherwise, the children would’ve been even more distraught.
After a while, Nan Sheng gently pulled the children aside to comfort them. "Your dad will be okay, I swear. If he wasn’t going to make it, I wouldn’t have brought you here, right?"
Siqi sniffled. "Really, Mom? Then why won’t Dad open his eyes? I’m scared!"
"Really, really. Your dad had anesthesia for his injury. After anesthesia, people have to sleep, or it’ll hurt. Once it wears off, he’ll wake up."
Nan Sheng crouched down, and Siqi buried her face in her mother’s lap, comforted by her warmth.
"I believe you, Mom. When the anesthesia’s gone, Dad will wake up tomorrow!"
Sizhe, being older, wasn’t as easily fooled. But seeing his sister finally calm down, he didn’t dare say anything in front of her. Instead, he stared at Nan Sheng with red-rimmed eyes, silently demanding the truth about his father’s condition.
Realizing this, Nan Sheng asked Little Hou to take her to the attending physician. She needed answers from a professional.
