On a seemingly ordinary morning, a piece of good news suddenly arrived, leaving Lin Yu and Xia Muzhu so pleasantly surprised that they were somewhat at a loss for what to do.
Xia Yueshan had woken up.
Upon receiving this news, Lin Yu and Xia Muzhu dropped everything they were doing and immediately dashed downstairs, ready to head to the hospital.
In the elevator, Lin Yu stopped Xia Muzhu from going to the underground garage to get the car.
Her hands were trembling from the excitement, and Lin Yu didn't want Xia Muzhu, the older sister, to end up in the hospital right after Xia Yueshan recovered.
Reminded by Lin Yu, Xia Muzhu also realized that her overly excited emotional state was not suitable for driving, so she decided to follow Lin Yu's advice and take a taxi to the hospital together.
On the way, Xia Muzhu held Lin Yu's hand tightly, excitedly wiping her eyes from time to time.
Sensing her anxious mood, Lin Yu raised his hand, pulled her into his arms, and softly comforted her:
"Don't worry, we'll see Little Shan in a bit."
"Didn't the doctors say so?"
"They've already done the preliminary checks, and everything is normal."
"Don't worry."
Nestled in Lin Yu's arms, Xia Muzhu was too excited to speak, merely nodding her head as tears streamed down her face.
In no time, the taxi arrived at their destination. The two quickly paid the fare, got out, and walked briskly toward the inpatient department.
When they reached the ward, the doctors were already gone, evidently having left to attend to other matters after confirming that Xia Yueshan had no issues.
Xia Muzhu's eyes had been red the whole way, and upon seeing Xia Yueshan lying in bed playing on his phone, she completely lost control.
She rushed to the bedside, bent down, and threw her arms around Xia Yueshan, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
Xia Yueshan cried out twice in a row, his voice anxious yet weak:
"Don't do that!"
Hearing Xia Yueshan's anxious voice, Xia Muzhu thought her reckless action had hit one of his wounds.
Without even bothering to wipe her tears, she hurriedly pulled away from him.
She saw Xia Yueshan frowning, his expression focused as he looked down at his phone and complained:
"You almost made me roll past my cards!"
Standing by the door, Lin Yu really couldn't hold back anymore.
He took a few steps forward, glanced at the phone in Xia Yueshan's hand, and snatched it away, scolding him in exasperation:
"I thought you were at some critical moment!"
"You haven't even fought the Raptors yet and you're already about to get knocked out in eighth place."
"A random dog pulled from the street could play better than you."
"Stop playing!"
"Tell your sister how you're feeling right now!"
When facing Lin Yu, Xia Yueshan was relatively obedient.
However, Xia Yueshan had some complaints about Lin Yu saying he played worse than a dog.
He wanted to retort, but didn't know how.
After all, being on the verge of getting knocked out in eighth place before even seeing the Raptors meant a dog really wouldn't do much worse.
After all, the lowest possible rank was eighth.
With his phone confiscated, Xia Yueshan finally had the mood to pay attention to his sister, who was crying tears like rain on pear blossoms.
When he wasn't playing on his phone, Xia Yueshan ultimately still had some conscience.
Seeing his older sister crying like this, his voice softened, and he put on a relaxed tone:
"Sis, stop crying."
"I'm fine now, aren't I?"
Xia Muzhu still couldn't stop sobbing. She reached out and touched Xia Yueshan's arm, then placed her hand on his chest, asking in a choked voice:
"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere on your body right now?"
Xia Yueshan felt around slightly, gently shook his head, and said:
"No."
"I feel okay."
"It's just that when I first woke up, my body felt a bit unresponsive, and I had no strength."
"Now that I've rested for a bit, I feel much better."
"Could you guys get me something to eat later?"
"I'm starving to death."
Xia Muzhu nodded. Just as she was about to agree to Xia Yueshan's trivial request, the ward door was suddenly pushed open, and a nurse walked in, saying:
"The patient cannot eat yet. We have to wait for the test results to come out before deciding if he can eat based on the situation."
"And even if he can eat, he can only have a liquid diet for the next few days."
"Ah?"
Xia Yueshan's mouth dropped open, clearly somewhat unable to accept this cruel reality.
"I have to drink porridge for several days?"
"I want to go eat KFC right now!"
Upon hearing the nurse's words, Xia Muzhu immediately changed her stance, firmly supporting the nurse. Without even bothering to wipe the tears from her face, she turned to Xia Yueshan lying on the hospital bed and said:
"Little Shan, just endure it for these few days."
Xia Yueshan looked like he had nothing left to live for. He knew he couldn't count on his sister, so he could only cast a pleading look at Lin Yu.
Lin Yu looked at him and said in annoyance:
"Why are you looking at me?"
"Do as the doctor says!"
"Don't think about eating for the next few days."
"Focus on recovering your health first!"
Xia Yueshan rolled his eyes and lay weakly on the bed, pretending to pass out from anger in a comical manner.
Lin Yu reached out and placed his phone on top of his head. Xia Yueshan snatched it away, instantly reviving with full health.
Soon, Xia Yueshan's attending physician came to the ward.
Seeing Xia Yueshan looking quite energetic, the middle-aged doctor smiled in relief. He looked at Xia Muzhu and Lin Yu guarding the bedside and said:
"The family can rest assured now."
"The patient's condition is very good."
"He wasn't in a coma for long, and coupled with the care of the nursing staff, his muscle condition has been maintained well, with no atrophy."
"He'll stay in the hospital for observation a little longer, and if everything is fine, he can go home."
Hearing the doctor say this, Xia Muzhu couldn't help but cover her face and weep again. She covered her mouth, trying her best not to lose her composure from crying, and repeatedly thanked the doctor.
Watching Xia Muzhu sob uncontrollably, Lin Yu also felt quite emotional in his heart.
With Little Shan waking up, Sister Zhuzi could finally put her mind at ease this time.
During the time Xia Yueshan was in a coma, no one suffered more than her...
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Lin Yu glanced at Xia Yueshan's phone screen, his eyes rolling so far back they almost reached the sky.
Still playing an economy strategy in this patch?
If you can make the top four, I'll eat my hat!

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!