Ruan Chen packaged the documents and sent them to Nan Jing, then called her back.
"I received it, I'm looking at it, please wait a moment," Nan Jing said.
He probably read it at double speed, finishing the message Ruan Chen sent her in just a few minutes.
"Ruan Chen, don't worry too much. Based on my experience, as long as Fu Jianzhi handles things properly, he should be able to hold on until dawn."
Ruan Chen suspected that Nan Jing had come to upset her on purpose.
"Fu Jianzhi has received professional first aid training."
Nanjing really wanted to touch up her makeup, but Ruan Cheng interrupted her anxiously.
"South Institute, what we can see now is that it's raining heavily on that isolated island, the crew and guests are nowhere to be found, and Fu Jianzhi is lying in the rain with a knife in his back."
Her logic was clear: "If Fu Jianzhi does not receive timely treatment, he will face hypothermia—before blood loss occurs."
"The average temperature in the entire south is seven degrees Celsius. He was exposed to the rain like that and he couldn't last long."
Nan Jing said, "We have also dispatched helicopters and ships and are searching one by one."
Now that the research institute had taken action, Ruan Chen felt a little relieved and breathed a sigh of relief. "We started the investigation this morning and have already eliminated thirteen islands, leaving nineteen. I'll send you their locations."
Nan Jing readily agreed, "I'll arrange for someone to investigate immediately. Don't take any action before I give you feedback."
It can only be said that Nan Jing really understands Ruan Chen's personality.
However, Ruan Chen's people still managed to locate the island before the research institute could provide feedback.
At 11 p.m., the alarm bells at the Martial Arts Research Institute rang loudly.
Ruan Chen complained, "Weren't you so confident that you wouldn't alert the security system?"
Chi Xiao's calm, electronic female voice surprisingly carried a hint of gritted teeth and embarrassment: "I've been with you in the main timeline for years, how would I know when the security system here was upgraded!"
Ruan Chen shook her head and sighed. Chi Xiao transformed into a streak of light and wrapped around her wrist. She put on her hat and walked outwards along the blind spot of the camera.
When dawn broke, this was the mess left for Nan Jing.
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Fu Jianzhi had never truly experienced death.
No, once, it was a long, long time ago, when I was eight years old.
In the distant past, he had a perfect, rigorous, and self-disciplined life, excelling step by step, and eventually became what others called "Commander Fu".
Later, he found a woman, or perhaps fate, seeing that his life was too dull, sent her to him.
Later, everything went wrong one after another. She became the target of everyone's scorn, the timeline restarted, and he rewrote his destiny.
He personally delivered his eight-year-old self to her twelve-year-old self, intending to put himself in a near-death situation so that she could save him.
If she doesn't save him, he will die.
The night in Meicheng was very cold. He hadn't eaten for a long time. At that time, he hadn't regained all his memories, but he knew he might be dying soon.
Fortunately, she still came.
It was like a god descending from the heavens.
Besides saving him, they did much more.
But this time... she probably won't come again.
He was just glad that he was still useful to her.
Hopefully, Ruan Chen can use this incident and Song Shengxia to find out who is behind this and who wants to get rid of her.
After the knife went in, Fu Jianzhi didn't dare to move, knowing that moving would only worsen the bleeding.
He collapsed to the ground as if he had died, and heard Song Shengxia flee in panic.
Fu Jianzhi still had the leisure to let her mind wander—she was still inexperienced, not knowing how to check the pulse or how to deliver the finishing blow.
A warm sensation spread through his body, and Fu Jianzhi knew that this was a sign that the internal bleeding was getting worse.
The production crew hasn't returned yet; they're probably stuck elsewhere due to the heavy rain.
The icy rain poured down, and Fu Jianzhi felt himself getting colder and colder. It seemed he would die of hypothermia before he lost too much blood.
It felt like I had returned to Meicheng when I was eight years old, except that the rain in Meicheng wasn't this heavy, and Ruan Chen from Meicheng wasn't here either.
Whether it was a near-death hallucination or not, Fu Jianzhi seemed to hear the sound of a helicopter overhead and was enveloped in dazzling white light.
Fu Jianzhi recalled the legends he had heard in the Northern Islands. Could such an ethereal thing as Heaven truly exist? If it does, in which dimension is that Heaven located? And where can one see Ruan Chen?
The ground trembled slightly, and his footsteps splashed up water. He heard someone's voice, trembling with sobs, calling out, "Jianzhi."
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Fu Jianzhi woke up in the wooden house.
He opened his eyes and heard breathing right next to him.
It's Ruan Chen.
She lay on the headboard of his bed, her long eyelashes resembling the wings of a sparrow, clearly visible.
Fu Jianzhi was extremely thirsty, and not daring to disturb Ruan Chen, he lay on his side, gazing at Ruan Chen's eyebrows and eyes—Ruan Chen had placed a pillow behind him, probably to prevent him from pressing on the wound.
But Ruan Chen woke up quickly.
The first thing she did upon opening her eyes was to get up and pour water for Fu Jianzhi, then take a straw and bring it to his lips.
“We are still on the island. I brought a doctor and blood bags with me. Song Shengxia probably didn’t study human anatomy, and the way she stabbed you was very unprofessional. You are fine now.”
“It’s the afternoon of your second day on the island. We arrived at 2 a.m. We found you first, and then searched the entire island. Strangely, Song Shengxia and the entire crew seem to have vanished into thin air. We can’t find them at all.”
Fu Jianzhi asked in a hoarse voice, "Did you leave?"
"Given the weather conditions at sea last night, the chances of them setting sail are slim. The crew's ship is still anchored in the bay. Professional equipment is being deployed from China to search for them."
Ruan Chen's tone was calm and her emotions were stable, but Fu Jianzhi could still detect her impatience.
That's because Ruan Luo has also disappeared.
He reached out from under the covers and took her hand. "Sister, we'll find it."
Ruan Chen couldn't shake him off this time.
"By the way, what kind of person is Song Shengxia? I suspect she's after you."
Ruan Chen nodded, "It really is me. The research institute went to great lengths to uncover Song Shengxia's identity—do you remember the person Ruan Zhengde tried to sell Ruan Yunhan and me to back then?"
Fu Jianzhi raised an eyebrow in surprise, "That Song family? They don't have any daughters."
"Many years ago, someone covered up the existence of Song Shengxia, much like 'them' did, erasing a person from the internet in every way possible."
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