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"Ding! The system has detected the reason for the host's anger. The host's emotions have been upgraded. Congratulations on receiving a surprise reward. Do you want to claim it?"

A simple reminder made Xu Fan realize that the system's existence was not so ruthless.

I am now filled with rage, and the system seems to be aiding and abetting the evildoer.

This feeling made him doubtful. Could he really accept this mission? After all, he wasn't in a weak position, and he wasn't sure if the other party had anything to do with it.

The system's relentless assistance gave him a sense that it harbored ill intentions.

But seeing Zhou Huaping's defiant gaze as he retreated, he didn't hesitate at all.

"receive."

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have opened a surprise reward and obtained a Luck Draw Card. You can randomly draw the luck of a designated person. Congratulations, host, you have also obtained a set of radio calisthenics (Note: commonly known as musical boxing)."

Xu Fan stopped in his tracks, stunned.

He had never drawn luck before, but he knew that he had once received an unlimited luck bonus, which was after his love value was maxed out.

This extraction should be easy to understand; it means taking away the luck of a designated person, making them extremely unlucky.

But what stunned him wasn't the reward itself, but the second one.

What the heck is this set of radio calisthenics?

Are you kidding me?

Do you think that calling it "musical boxing" can make up for the fact that it's essentially radio calisthenics?

Xu Fan was about to check the situation when he saw Zhou Huaping suddenly run off into the distance.

His previous arrogance now seems somewhat embarrassing.

Zhou Huaping did not choose to call the police, but he remembered the two punches to his face and the punch to his thigh.

Xu Fan quickened his pace to give chase, but the kid seemed to be cat-like, hiding and dodging before disappearing into the street in a few moments.

Xu Fan's face turned ashen; he realized he hadn't been training enough.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously focused his attention on drawing a luck card. His first thought was to draw Zhou Huaping's, but he hesitated the next second.

I feel much better after punching Zhou Huaping twice.

Just consider it as me disliking the other person.

But his goal was to find Cook Derrick, the man who dared to pull the plug on his mother's oxygen tube. Whether he was acting under orders or did it himself, he deserved to die.

Although he didn't know what would happen after drawing the luck, he still chose the other party without hesitation.

The next second, a voice rang in my mind.

"Congratulations, host, for using the Luck Draw Card. The designated target is Cook Derrick. The system has tracked the specific person. The luck has been drawn. Please wait for the results."

Xu Fan clenched his fist, suppressing his anger slightly.

He hurried towards the hospital; his mother was still there, and he had to be with her.

Finding someone like Cook Derrick in such a large city is harder than climbing to heaven. Now that the system is helping him, he can leave everything to the system.

The luck card has been used; draw luck now.

We just need to wait for the results.

Xu Fan returned to the hospital, where the nurse kindly told him that his mother had woken up. Xu Fan hurriedly went in, sat down beside her, and asked, "Mom, are you feeling better? How are you feeling?"

Xu's mother lay in bed, her complexion much better. She opened her eyes slightly and looked at Xu Fan, saying, "Mom is fine, I'm doing well."

Xu Fan knew it was fake; how could he be fine after just having surgery?

But the truth is that Xu's mother didn't feel anything at this time. Although she had woken up, the effects of the anesthesia had not completely worn off, and she was still not very clear about the pain in many places.

Xu Fan looked at his mother with some concern and asked, "Mom, would you like something to eat?"

Xu's mother shook her head and said, "I don't want to eat anything."

And so, the two sat down and chatted casually. The nurse in the distance watched the mother and son chatting so happily and couldn't help but smile.

Although she is from Gran, she can understand Chinese, which is why she was assigned to take care of Xu's mother here.

Time was ticking away, but Xu Fan was getting anxious because two or three hours had passed and he still hadn't received any news about what had happened after the luck points were drawn.

He also tried asking the system questions, but the system remained silent.

Clearly, the system remains the same taciturn system.

Cook Derrick is a native of Scotland.

He has had a smooth life since childhood. He was very intelligent as a child and was admitted to the most prestigious medical school in the country. This year marks his seventh year of work.

If I'm lucky, I'll be promoted to director in the second half of this year.

This is a very exciting thing. That position not only has money and power, but most importantly, it's lucrative.

Yes, both he and Quinton are doing something they hate but also enjoy.

He was smoking a cigarette with a special flavor that he really liked.

Zhou Huaping dared not call the police because he was in this business, and anything involving the police station was considered unlucky for him, after all, he was of Chinese descent.

Cook Derrick, on the other hand, didn't have as many thoughts. Ever since he met Zhou Huaping, he had developed a liking for that stuff. Zhou Huaping would often ask him to do things and then give him some money and some cigarettes that he liked.

He felt that this was a transaction, and everything that happened today was perfectly normal.

The matter was completed smoothly, the money was received, and I will continue to get promoted and receive a raise in the second half of the year without any impact.

Even if this matter is not completed, the impact will not be too great. He only needs to leave temporarily for a few days, and when Xu Fan and the others return to the country, he can go back to continue his promotion and salary increase.

Anyway, it didn't do him any harm; the outcome was always good.

He liked the things Zhou Huaping gave him, and he liked the money he was given, even though Zhou Huaping scolded him.

If getting scolded can get you what you want, then scold me all you want.

This is Cook Derrick's motto.

Aside from being a little unhappy in front of Zhou Huaping, he was happy the rest of the day, and the process of leaving the hospital went so smoothly that he didn't even expect it.

The taxi driver was a woman, very beautiful and voluptuous.

Although he didn't manage to get any money out of the lottery, he did manage to make a good impression. He even excitedly bought a lottery ticket when he passed by a lottery shop, thinking that his luck was probably not bad and he might even win.

With this mindset, he returned home.

I sat on the sofa watching the show on TV, humming a little tune.

Suddenly I saw a kettle in the distance, so I poured myself another glass of water.

This life seems quite pleasant.

"That's wonderful!" he thought.

He picked up the water glass.

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===Chapter 103 Drinking Water Gets Stuck in Teeth===

"What the hell is my bad luck?"

Derrick angrily threw the cup in his hand to the ground, where it shattered with a crack.

He covered his mouth, his tooth aching terribly, and he was furious.

This reminded him of a Chinese proverb: When you're down on your luck, even drinking water can cause you to choke.

Derrick glared at the joke on the cartoon on TV, but he couldn't laugh at all. His good mood from before was ruined by his toothache.

He was about to order a bottle of whiskey to numb his mouth.

But his foot landed squarely on the glass.

Holy crap!

Derrick's foot was cut by a shard of glass, and in pain he immediately picked up his foot and hopped around on the ground with his other foot.

boom!

"Fuck you."

Derrick's other foot landed on a relatively intact piece of the cup, and the friction between it and the smooth base was instantly negligible.

With a thud, he slipped and fell to the ground, landing face-first on shards of glass.

Bloodstains were all over his hands and feet.

He quickly grabbed the sofa and got up, but unexpectedly, he pulled the sofa two inches, causing the table next to it to shake.

The vase above the table was swaying slightly.

Derrick's gaze fell on the vase. He quickly released his grip on the sofa, praying in his heart that it wouldn't tip over.

Clang!

The sound rang out, and the vase smashed on his head, shattering. A trail of blood appeared on his face, and blood was flowing continuously.

He felt that his fate was really bad, at least at this moment.

He carefully stood up, preparing to go to the kitchen to clean his wound and find some medical alcohol to wipe it.

But he discovered that the water supply had been cut off.

He couldn't find the medical alcohol. He clearly remembered putting it in the cabinet yesterday, but now he just couldn't find it.

He was furious, but didn't know who to vent his anger on.

He suddenly remembered that there was a small clinic near his home and decided to go there for a checkup, since he had wounds on both his head and feet and might need a couple of stitches.

He walked to the door and closed the glass door.

Snapped!

He heard the sound of shattering glass, and then the glass door suddenly broke, splattering glass onto his face again. He couldn't help but curse, uttering some foreign swear words.

Then, enduring the pain, he walked towards the door.

The tree by the door, which he had watered bucket by bucket since it was a baby, looked beautiful, but he had no time to appreciate it.

He was in pain all over his body and had to get to the clinic immediately.