Lin Xiaoman is a single mom who delivers food. She steams buns at four in the morning, works delivery shifts during the day, and puts her daughter to bed at night. She thought life couldn’t get any harder, until her immune System told her otherwise.
Cancer cells in her nasal cavity were learning to talk, mutated cells in her stomach were forging identities, and something in her blood vessels was listening in on everything. Brother Bai directed the operation with a teacup in hand, the NK squad captain took each target down in 0.3 seconds, and the stomach team grumbled as they held the line.
Every time the Host did something reckless, a batch of cells died inside her. But every time she steamed a fresh batch of buns, the immune System gained another advantage.
This is your body. This is your war.
