With three superpowers at his fingertips, he could dominate the 1970s.

Jiang Zhiyu slept soundly. When she opened her eyes again, it was already dark outside the window. Only a small wall lamp was on in the ward, and the warm yellow light shone on the small bed at the head of the bed. The two little ones were sleeping soundly wrapped in white swaddling clothes.

She shifted her body and turned her head to see Song Yanzhou dozing off on the edge of the bed, his hand still holding her fingers tightly. There were dark circles under his eyes, and his lips were dry and chapped. It seemed that he hadn't moved since she fell asleep.

She twitched her fingers, and Song Yanzhou immediately woke up. He looked up abruptly and saw her eyes were open. He instantly perked up. "Wife, you're awake! Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

"I'm not hungry, I want to get out of bed and walk around."

"Okay, I'll help you."

Song Yanzhou hurriedly moved the enamel mug from the bedside table, then bent down to place the slippers beside her feet, carefully supporting her arm to help her up. The moment Jiang Zhiyu's feet touched the ground, her legs went weak, and a wave of dizziness rushed up from the back of her head, making the ground in front of her seem to sway twice.

She steadied herself by holding onto the edge of the bed, took a deep breath, and tentatively took a step forward. Apart from feeling weak in her limbs, she felt nothing else. However, after only three or four steps, her back was soaked with sweat, and a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead and neck.

"Seventeen, isn't my constitution supposed to be very good? Why am I covered in sweat after just a few steps?"

"Normal host. You're already doing very well; it's just a little sweating. The two children growing inside you will take away some of your vital energy, which is what you mean by a severe depletion of vital energy. Fortunately, you can replenish it. With your current condition, drinking a cup of spiritual spring water every day and resting for a period of time will allow you to recover to your pre-pregnancy level."

"Well, being a woman really has it tough."

"Of course, otherwise why would people say that childbirth is like a woman walking through the gates of hell?"

Jiang Zhiyu took a few more steps, but sweat kept pouring out of her body. She decided to stop and turned around so that Song Yanzhou could help her back to bed.

Seeing her covered in sweat, Song Yanzhou frowned deeply. He wiped her sweat with a towel, fed her half a cup of warm water, and without saying anything, he moved towards the door.

He went straight to the doctor's office after leaving the ward, knocked on the door, and went in. "Doctor, my wife just got out of bed and took a few steps, and she's covered in a cold sweat. Is something wrong?"

The bespectacled chief physician looked up at the young officer with bloodshot eyes, put down his pen, and said softly.

"This is a normal physiological reaction. A new mother's body is weak after childbirth, and it's inevitable that she will experience a loss of energy and blood, especially with twins, which puts even more strain on her body. Just rest for a while and pay attention to nutrition; there's no need to worry too much."

Song Yanzhou finally breathed a sigh of relief, thanked them, and ran back.

Jiang Zhiyu leaned against the headboard and looked at his tired face when he pushed the door open and came in. She patted the empty bed next to her and said, "You should rest for a while too."

Song Yanzhou quickly waved his hand, "Wife, I'm not tired, I'm just a little nervous."

"What's the rush? I've already given birth, and I'm perfectly fine. Go lie down and rest for a while; look at your eyes, they're all bloodshot."

Song Yanzhou walked over, took her hands and pressed them against his face, rubbing them against it. "My wife still cares about me the most. But I really can't sleep. Every time I close my eyes, all I see is that scene from earlier."

Jiang Zhiyu didn't try to persuade him anymore, and just let him sit by the bed and keep watch.

......

A moment later, there was a knock on the ward door. Song Yanzhou went to open it, and two unfamiliar guards came in, carrying large and small bags of nutritional supplements.

"Hello Comrade Jiang, we were sent by Elder Gao and Elder Li. Please accept these nutritional supplements. Elder Gao instructed you to rest well, take good care of yourself and your child, and not to worry about anything."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded. "Please thank Elder Gao and Elder Li for me. Thank you so much."

The two guards put down their things, saluted, and left.

This seemed to be the beginning, and then people kept coming in one after another. Zhuge Yunhe was the last to come in carrying things, with an oil paper package in his hand and two brocade boxes tucked under his arm.

"Honey, these are some wild medicinal herbs I've been collecting for you over the past few months. Your mom can add them to the soup later to help you recover. And this too..."

He opened the brocade box, inside were two warm and smooth jade pendants, finely carved, with peace symbols engraved on the front and the zodiac signs of two children on the back.

"This was a gift from my senior brother. He started carving it when you were three months pregnant, and he even had it blessed so that both of your children could wear it."

Jiang Zhiyu took the jade pendant; it was warm to the touch, and a faint aura of purity emanated from its surface. She put it away carefully, saying, "Please thank Senior Xuyunzi for me."

"No need to thank me, you're his savior, he can give you anything he wants." Zhuge Yunhe waved his hand, gave a few more instructions, and then left.

Then, people started sending things over, mostly high-ranking officials from the Second Administration Bureau and some laboratories. She was the only new mother living on the entire floor, and there was a guard every few steps in the corridor. There were also guards at the nurses' station quietly checking the identities of visitors. The whole floor was unusually quiet, with only the sound of footsteps from visitors coming and going.

The two wards, plus the empty room next door, were crammed full of things: milk powder, malted milk powder, eggs, brown sugar, red dates, old hen, pig's trotters, ginseng, donkey-hide gelatin, bird's nest—a whole variety of things. Nurses and doctors couldn't help but peek inside when they went in for their rounds, gaining a clearer understanding of the new mother's condition. They moved more gently when they went in, even lowering their voices.

Su Wanqing stood before the mountain of tonics, speechless for a long time. It wasn't that she hadn't seen the world, but she had never seen all these things piled up together before.

"Zhiyu, what should we do with these tonics? They're just sitting there."

Jiang Zhiyu looked around to make sure no one else was in the ward, then lowered her voice and said, "Mom, you close the door and keep watch. Just take it."

Su Wanqing slapped her thigh, "Look at my brain, I almost forgot about your magic bag."

She quickly closed the ward door and stood guard at the door. With a wave of her hand, all the nutritional supplements in the room rushed into her space.

Su Wanqing waited until everything was tidied up before pushing open the door and entering. Looking at the empty room, she nodded in satisfaction. "Should we tidy up the room next door too?"

"Forget it, we still have to take some back openly, since a lot of people are watching. It would be hard to explain if we took too little."

"Yeah, I forgot everything in a moment of passion." Su Wanqing patted her forehead and went out laughing.

......

I stayed in the hospital for three days.

Her body had almost fully recovered. Drinking a cup of spiritual spring water every day, her wounds had long since healed, and she felt even better than before giving birth. But the hospital was stifling, and the smell of disinfectant made her nose itch. She wanted to go out even more, but she didn't dare tell Su Wanqing this, knowing she would be scolded.

She didn't rest during those three days. While breastfeeding, she secretly dripped a few drops of spiritual spring water into the mouths of her two children, just enough to ensure that the two little ones would be immune to all diseases. The two children were not very heavy at birth, but with the nourishment of the spiritual spring water, their little faces became rounder after three days, and their skin became so fair that it didn't look like that of a newborn baby. The daughter, in particular, had a pair of bright, dark eyes.

At 2 a.m. on the fourth day, the whole family left the hospital in a large group.

They chose to go at night because they were afraid of being seen; there were only a few security guards escorting them in the pitch-black hospital corridor.

By the time I got home and settled in, it was already dawn.

Jiang Zhiyu sat on the bed, looking at the two little dumplings on her left and right. Her daughter was sleeping on her right, her little fists clenched tightly. Occasionally, a very faint blue breath would seep out from her nostrils and disappear into the air in an instant, which would be imperceptible to ordinary people.

She reached out and lightly covered the small fist with her spiritual energy, sensing a poisonous energy within her daughter's body that shared the same origin as her own. It was weak but active, like a newly sprouted seed, expanding and contracting with each breath.

"Seventeen, what if she can't control her powers at such a young age and hurts someone in the future?"

"Host, her poison-based ability is currently in its most primal, instinctive release stage; the amount is extremely small and will not harm ordinary people."

Jiang Zhiyu looked at her daughter's unguarded little face and sighed softly.

This little girl has been awakening since she was in her mother's womb; who knows whether this will bring her fortune or misfortune in the future.