[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-quick-transmigration-cannon-fodder-s-record-of-c":3,"chapter-quick-transmigration-cannon-fodder-s-record-of-c-quick-transmigration-cannon-fodder-s-record-of-c-chapter-3103":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1190954,1534,"Chapter 3103: Seems to Be Some Rich Guy","quick-transmigration-cannon-fodder-s-record-of-c-chapter-3103",3103,"\u003Cp>Ning Shu removed the bullet from Gong Rong in a thoroughly rough-and-ready fashion—no anesthetic, nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She simply jabbed the forceps straight into the flesh and yanked the bullet out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pain sent Gong Rong into unconsciousness, with veins still bulging on his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Shu casually placed the bullet on the bedside table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, she picked up some gauze and began wrapping his wounded arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mother Xu caught sight of the bullet and trembled in fright. “Who is he? Why would someone shoot him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary people feared trouble, especially when guns were involved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Shu wiped away the blood from Gong Rong’s injury. “No idea. Seems to be some rich guy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mother Xu gave her a concerned look. “Why did you cut your hair like that? You’re dressed like a boy, too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better not let Mother Xu know the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mother Xu’s complexion had grown even more sallow. Ning Shu reached out and began massaging an acupuncture point at her waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kidney disease often stemmed from a deficiency in kidney qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mother Xu had never been a great beauty, but she looked utterly worn out from too much toil and worry. Fine lines had crept around her eyes, and her skin had taken on a waxy pallor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn’t have the money for a kidney transplant, and since Mother Xu had left the hospital partway through treatment, even if they got a donor, she wouldn’t be eligible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Ning Shu kneaded her waist, Mother Xu felt warmth spread through her lower back. She felt a touch of comfort she hadn’t felt in a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the message, Mother Xu fell asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While massaging, Ning Shu quietly transferred a tiny thread of spiritual energy into her mother’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could only give a little. What she gave was the only bit she’d managed to cultivate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Modern task worlds had way too little spiritual energy to draw on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyhow, she hoped it would help support Mother Xu’s body just a little longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterward, Ning Shu ground some anti-inflammatory medicine into powder, dissolved it in warm water, and fed it to Gong Rong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every so often, she would check if he’d developed a fever. If he did, her only option would be to send him to hospital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even IV drips wouldn’t do much good for him in this condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Shu was frankly itching to taunt Gong Rong and laugh in his face that all the effort he had put into his schemes was a waste of his half-dead body’s energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spiked a fever several times. Each time, Ning Shu gave him medicine. As soon as his temperature rose, she’d feed him more anti-inflammatory medicine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now and then, Mother Xu would ask Ning Shu to wipe him down, to help make his body feel a little more comfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mostly, Mother Xu just pitied the boy, who had to lie there unconscious for days. Her pity was heightened by how good-looking he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Shu complied, not out of concern for Gong Rong, but because the sweat on his body had begun to ferment, and the stench was enough to choke her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t the reason. Maintaining a livable environment was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After two full days, Gong Rong finally woke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first thing he noticed was something in his mouth. A strange, indescribable smell clung to his nose. It was faintly salty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During his entire coma, Ning Shu had never once removed the sock from his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mother Xu had tried to take it out once, but Ning Shu stopped her immediately. “Don’t. If he wakes up and the pain’s too much, he might bite his tongue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every time she fed him medicine, Ning Shu would remove it briefly, then stuff it right back in. Anyway, it wasn’t like her sock was dirty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mother Xu had reluctantly accepted it. After all, her daughter was a university graduate. She’d read more books than she had. Surely she knew what she was doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, Gong Rong woke up with a sock still stuffed in his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Shu stood beside the bed, looking down at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gong Rong stared back at her, his gaze fixed and expression blank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Shu: …\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What sort of mood was this supposed to be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shouldn’t he be clinging to her leg, thanking her tearfully for saving his life?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared right back at him.\u003C\u002Fp>",727,"2026-06-03T13:37:09.972Z",1,"novelbin.me","b16d407cb6f05e48d29596239ece378874a2c48ae48aef382b9101bed0c8e134","quick-transmigration-cannon-fodder-s-record-of-c-chapter-3104","quick-transmigration-cannon-fodder-s-record-of-c-chapter-3102",3296,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fquick-transmigration-cannon-fodder-s-record-of-c-cover.jpg"]