They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 10: Saving a Life

Nnenna blinked, stunned. 'A personal therapist?'

Her curiosity deepened. "But...Aunty, isn't he a VIP like me? Shouldn't we have the same therapist?"

The nurse sighed, though her patience remained intact, her annoyance tempered by Nnenna's earnest tone. "He's not just any VIP," she explained.

"His friend is the director of this hospital. And according to what I've heard, the man is very...particular. He doesn't let anyone touch him unless they've washed thoroughly, twice."

"Because of this, he's given his own special therapist, his own room, and even his own section at the far end of the VIP ward. Notice how his room is at the very edge? That's the best part of the ward."

The nurse leaned in slightly, her tone growing serious. "Don't get any ideas about getting close to him. He's moody and dangerous. It's best to steer clear of someone like him."

Nnenna nodded, pretending to absorb the nurse's warning, but her mind was racing. 'So he's scary, moody, and hates being touched? Hmph. I don't care if he's the devil himself! I need those good points!'

Determined, she excused herself and wandered off, evading the watchful eyes of the hospital staff. She resumed her self-guided tour, familiarizing herself with every corner of the building.

Her exploration brought her to the reception area, where a commotion suddenly erupted. A young mother burst through the doors, clutching a small child in her arms.

"Help! Someone help my baby!" the woman screamed, her face pale with panic.

The receptionist and nearby staff froze, unsure how to respond. This hospital wasn't open to just anyone; emergencies like this weren't common in such an exclusive facility.

Before anyone could react, Nnenna rushed forward with her drip stand. Without hesitation, she gently took the child from the distraught mother's arms with one hand.

shallow, labored, and growing weaker by

placed the child on a nearby table and also held it for support. Her hands moved

her breath, willing the child to

all Nnenna could focus on was saving

Ding!

the back of her mind, the system's voice echoed faintly. "Good points incoming...but only

didn't matter. Saving this

calm,' she thought, her mind racing. She tilted the child's head slightly back to open the

whispered, her voice shaking. "Don't give up

forced too strongly, their lungs were far more delicate than adults'. She watched the baby's chest rise slightly with each

Still no response.

just below the nipple line.

two, three..." Her voice was a

her, clinging to the receptionist, who had finally started calling for the

rescue breaths, her

Just as the thought of failure began to creep into her mind,

was like music to everyone in the room. The mother fell to her

own eyes. She gently turned the baby

moments ago, finally sprang into action.

Nnenna's hand. "Thank you... Thank you so

Ding!