HBWMA -Chapter 267 Unparalleled Luck

Fu Sui’er looked at Jiang Huashan with a faint smile before slowly closing her eyes.

The bullet had pierced through her lower abdomen, blood gushing out uncontrollably.

“Ahhhhhh!” Xiao Lanlan screamed in terror, clutching her head as she scrambled away.

“Sui’er…”

Jiang Huashan held onto the weakening body in her arms, feeling fear for the first time. It was the same kind of fear she had felt in her previous life when she suddenly heard of her grandfather’s death—so overwhelming it crushed her breath.

“Sui’er!” Shen Mianzhi’s expression changed drastically. She quickly removed her clothes to try to stop the bleeding while scanning their surroundings. “Shanshan, it’s dangerous, we need to—”

Before she could finish, a sharp whistling wind roared above them.

All three looked up.

Dense black helicopters filled the sky, their spinning rotors blocking out every trace of starlight.

One helicopter slowly descended. The door opened—and Shen Jiao rushed out in panic.

“Sui’er!”

When she saw Fu Sui’er lying in Jiang Huashan’s arms, covered in blood, Shen Jiao’s eyes went blank. Like a walking corpse, she staggered forward step by step.

“How did this happen? Wasn’t she fine just now?”

Jiang Huashan lowered her head, her voice trembling. “I’m sorry… she was protecting me.”

Shen Jiao’s unfocused gaze slowly cleared. Enduring her pain, she lifted Fu Sui’er into her arms with one hand and pulled Jiang Huashan tightly into her embrace with the other.

“No need to apologize. This isn’t your fault.”

Jiang Huashan’s eyes trembled—and the tears she had been holding back finally burst out.

Since learning the truth of this world, she hadn’t shed a single tear. But this time, she couldn’t stop at all.

“Zhizhi!” Shen Rang jumped off the helicopter and quickly checked Shen Mianzhi from head to toe. “Are you hurt?”

Shen Mianzhi shook her head, teary-eyed as she looked at Jiang Huashan’s back. “Dad, I’m fine. It was Shanshan and Sui’er who protected me.”

Shen Rang nodded, then rushed to Shen Jiao’s side. Kneeling, he supported Fu Sui’er’s head. “A-Jiao, take the child to the hospital first.”

Hospital Corridor

At the end of the corridor was a window. Morning dew clung to the glass, forming a thin layer of frost.

The operating room light was as red as spilled blood.

Shen Jiao sat in the waiting area, exhausted and hollow-eyed, staring at the operating room door. Shen Mianzhi quietly held her hand.

Shen Rang had just finished a phone call when the elevator opened—members of the Shen family arrived one after another.

Shen Lanxi glanced toward the operating room. “Uncle, how is Sui’er? What did the doctors say?”

Shen Rang’s eyes were red. He turned away from Shen Jiao and said quietly, “The bullet hit her stomach. Even if we remove the fragments… Sui’er may not survive.”

“Not survive?!”

Shen Lanxi froze, completely stunned.

Shen Qingyu turned to Shen Jiao. “Then Aunt—”

Shen Rang replied, “She probably already knows.”

When Shen Jiao was young, training in combat and anatomy meant she could locate vital organs and fatal points even with her eyes closed.

The atmosphere grew heavy. No one spoke.

Shen Guiling glanced around the hall silently and withdrew his gaze.

Soon after, the elevator opened again.

Shen E rushed out anxiously.

“Lanlan!”

Xiao Lanlan sat trembling outside the operating room. Hearing her mother’s voice, she broke down instantly and ran into her arms.

“Mom!”

Shen E froze when she saw her daughter wrapped in bandages. “Lanlan, what happened to you? Who did this?”

Xiao Qi followed behind and was about to speak, but Xiao Lanlan turned away.

Shen E didn’t press further, gently patting her back in comfort.

Xiao Lanlan didn’t dare admit she had pushed Shen Mianzhi and been beaten by Jiang Huashan. She only shook her head vaguely. “I’m fine.”

Shen E sighed, her expression complicated, and led her into the waiting room.

Stairwell

Jiang Huashan sat alone on the stairs behind a fire door.

The corridor was silent—so quiet it felt like she was the only person left in the world.

A small window showed the outside sky, gray and heavy.

Suddenly, footsteps approached. A white light flickered on.

She raised her hand uncomfortably, and when she looked up, a dark figure stopped beside her.

“Go away,” she said hoarsely, irritated.

Shen Guiling bent down and handed her a small hard drive.

Jiang Huashan lowered her hand, her eyes red like a rabbit—but not defeated, not broken.

Just red.

Shen Guiling looked at her. “Here.”

“What is it?” she asked hoarsely.

“The thing you bothered me all night for,” he replied.

“It wasn’t all night,” she muttered—but she didn’t care enough to argue. She took it.

Her hands were covered in blood. As her fingers brushed his palm, Shen Guiling’s eyes darkened slightly.

“What else do you want?”

“Hm?” She looked at him in confusion.

He said casually, “You’re right. I owe you. I should repay you.”

She stuffed the hard drive into her pocket and sniffed. “You’re serious?”

“Mm.”

“Anything?”

“As long as it’s within my ability.”

Without hesitation, she said, “I want you to agree to one hundred requests from me. You can’t refuse anything I say.”

Shen Guiling raised an eyebrow.

She lowered her eyes. “If not, forget it. Sui’er—”

“I agree.”

She froze, staring at him in disbelief.

His gaze avoided hers, but his emotions were unclear. “There’s something I need to tell you. Sui’er—”

“SUI’ER!!”

A desperate scream echoed from the hallway.

Jiang Huashan’s expression changed instantly. She pushed open the door and ran out.

Shen Guiling slowly stood up, watching through the narrowing door gap as her panicked figure disappeared.

“Sui’er! Sui’er!”

Shen Jiao had nearly collapsed, leaning on Shen Mianzhi for support.

Shen Rang and Shen Che stood with grim expressions.

The doctor spoke carefully: “Please decide quickly. The longer you delay, the more dangerous it is for the patient.”

Shen Rang looked unsure and turned to Shen Lanxi and Shen Qingyu. “What should we do?”

Fu Sui’er’s condition was critical—massive internal bleeding. If the fragment wasn’t removed, she would die. But if the surgery went wrong, stomach acid could flow back and corrode her organs, and she would die in unbearable pain.

Even the best surgeons in Whale Harbor had no confidence. Asking the family to decide was essentially asking them to choose how she would die.

Shen Jiao could barely accept it.

Shen Qingyu exhaled heavily. “Is there even anything to think about? No surgery means certain death. Surgery at least gives a chance. What’s there to hesitate over?”

The doctor added quietly, “She already lost too much blood when she arrived. Even with transfusions, she may not survive the operation… she might not even make it to the end.”

The implication behind those words was that even this surgery was a death sentence.

Shen Qingyu stood frozen, momentarily speechless.

Shen Mianzhi supported Shen Jiao, silently covering her nose, trying not to let herself cry.

Seeing everyone fall silent, the doctor grew anxious. “Time is critical. Please make a decision quickly, or it will be too late.”

“Do it!”

Jiang Huashan rushed out into the corridor and answered decisively, her voice ringing through the hall.

Everyone was startled. Before they could react, Jiang Huashan had already snatched the surgical consent form from the doctor’s hands.

The doctor immediately stopped her. “You’re still a child. Your signature isn’t valid, and it must be a direct family member.”

Jiang Huashan froze and turned to look at Shen Jiao.

Shen Jiao, still supporting Shen Mianzhi, stood up. Tears streamed down her face. “She can. She’s Sui’er’s sister.”

With that, she took the pen from Jiang Huashan’s hand and signed her own name, then passed the pen back to her.

Jiang Huashan smiled faintly. She took the pen and carefully wrote her own name in the family member section, stroke by stroke.

【Congratulations, you have completed the hidden storyline: Golden Orchid Chapter — Fu Sui’er】

【Story Reward: Unparalleled Luck】

【Please confirm: Bind / Gift】

—【Gift】

She silently chose.

As the final stroke fell, a tear slipped out uncontrollably, splashing onto the signature and blurring it slightly.

—“Our meeting itself was already an unparalleled kind of luck.”

Jiang Huashan returned the form to the doctor and turned to Shen Jiao.

“She will survive. Because she said she would rise above all hardship.”

“Mom, we have to believe in her.”

The first rays of dawn pierced through the morning dew, melting the frost on the glass.

Day had broken.

The red light above the operating room turned off. The surgical team walked out, and the Shen family, waiting anxiously, immediately stood up.

The leading doctor removed his mask, exhaustion still on his face, but his voice carried undeniable excitement.

“Congratulations. Miss Sui’er is very strong. The surgery was successful.”

The shadow of death was instantly lifted.

Shen Jiao covered her face and burst into tears of relief. Everyone else also visibly relaxed.

“Miss Sui’er is truly blessed. This is nothing short of a medical miracle. The surgical trauma was minimal, and her postoperative response is even better than expected. Even we can hardly believe she made it through the gates of hell like this.”

Shen Mianzhi, tears in her eyes, turned to look at Jiang Huashan. Jiang Huashan already knew the outcome, but even so, she couldn’t suppress her joy.

Xiao Lanlan let out a long breath. Shen E gently patted her hand, her eyes faintly moist.

Ding—

At that moment, the elevator doors slowly opened.

Shen Zhuang, dressed in a black suit and leaning on a cane, walked out step by step.

“Dad!”

“Grandpa!”

His arrival shocked everyone.

Shen Jiao was the first to react. The tears she had just stopped flowed again.

“Dad, Sui’er—”

Shen Zhuang raised a hand to silence her and walked straight to the doctors, his presence imposing.

“How is my granddaughter?”

The doctors repeated their report, this time in greater detail.

Shen Zhuang nodded. “Shen Zhi.”

Shen Zhi stepped forward. “Everyone, thank you for your hard work. This way, please.”

The doctors exchanged glances but did not dare object and followed into the elevator.

At the same time, Dr. Meng arrived with a medical team. Without a word, they entered the operating room and brought Fu Sui’er out.

Shen Jiao tried to follow but stopped when she noticed Shen Zhuang’s cold expression.

Shen Zhuang turned to the waiting area, his gaze sweeping across everyone. Aside from Shen Qian and Yao Ge, all Shen family members were present. Xiao Lanlan kept her head lowered, avoiding his gaze.

“I was gone for only two days, and this is what happens at home? Sui’er nearly lost her life. What exactly are you all doing?”

Shen Yuan, Shen Che, and Shen Rang kept their heads down, not daring to breathe loudly.

Shen Mianzhi hesitated before speaking. “Grandpa, there were people ambushing us tonight, they—”

Shen Zhuang cut her off with a raised hand and turned to Zheng Song. “Send the two young ladies back to Shen Manor first.”

Hearing this, Shen Mianzhi no longer dared to defend Shen Rang and obediently walked over.

Jiang Huashan hesitated, then tugged at Shen Zhuang’s sleeve. “Grandpa, I want to see Sui’er first.”

Shen Zhuang’s expression softened slightly. “She won’t wake up yet. Listen to Grandpa and go rest first. Once you’ve rested, I’ll let you see her.”

Jiang Huashan glanced back at Shen Jiao and whispered, “Grandpa… Mom is also having a hard time right now. Don’t scold her. If you want to scold someone, scold them first.”

“….” “Them” all looked up at her.

Shen Jiao didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Shen Zhuang looked at her blood-stained hands, his eyes full of heartache. “Grandpa knows. Go back and rest properly.”

Jiang Huashan nodded and followed Zheng Song into the elevator.

Zheng Song was stern and rarely spoke. In the past, Jiang Huashan wouldn’t even dare look at him directly. But now her mindset had changed—she no longer feared anything except the lives of those she cared about.

As soon as she got into the car, she started asking questions.

“Zheng Song, why did Grandpa suddenly come? What about the summit meeting? Who told him Sui’er was injured?”

Shen Mianzhi was stunned.

Zheng Song was notoriously difficult to communicate with, only listening to Shen Zhuang. Asking him questions was like talking to a wall.

As expected, he sat in the passenger seat without responding at all.

Jiang Huashan frowned and leaned forward to pat his shoulder. “Hey, speak. Are you mute?”

Shen Mianzhi quickly pulled her back. “Forget it. He only listens to Grandpa.”

Jiang Huashan raised an eyebrow. “Fine. I’ll go tell Grandpa you’re an enemy spy and get you fired.”

Zheng Song finally reacted. His facial muscles twitched. “I’m not.”

Jiang Huashan smirked. “I say you are, so you are.”

Zheng Song frowned, his expression darkening as he stared at her.

Shen Mianzhi watched nervously, afraid he might snap Jiang Huashan’s neck in the next second.

But after a moment, the silent man finally spoke.

“The old master broke Fu Lingnan’s nose. Fu Lingnan rushed to the hospital, so the summit meeting was forced to stop.”

Shen Mianzhi froze, then looked at Jiang Huashan in disbelief.

She actually got him to talk—and the information was explosive.

Jiang Huashan’s eyes lit up. “So that’s why. But how did Grandpa know Sui’er was in trouble? Didn’t the information get blocked?”

Zheng Song replied flatly, “Black Box encrypted report.”

“Black Box report?”

Seeing Jiang Huashan confused, Shen Mianzhi explained quickly, “The Black Box is a top-level military communication system. Its encryption bypasses national signal interference systems. But… do we even have access to that? I thought only frontline commanders had that authority?”

Zheng Song did not answer.

Jiang Huashan suddenly understood. “It’s Shen Lanxi.”

Shen Xi was the late commander-in-chief of A-country’s military commission. If Shen Lanxi had inherited his authority, then access to the Black Box made sense.