Chapter 135 The Wet Baby Rabbit, the Awakened Rabbit Mom
This sudden turn of events put everyone's hearts in their throats.
"Dad!" Sang Yu's face turned pale, and she ran towards the river without thinking.
Fearing that Sang Yu might do something irrational, Wen Yanyu quickly reached out and grabbed the girl.
The safety officer reacted quickly, putting down the camera and rushing to the riverbank with his rescue tools while calling for backup via walkie-talkie.
The river water was only slightly below chest level, not very deep, but the current was rapid and the lake bottom was slippery. Once you lost your balance, you couldn't stand up at all.
Sang Huai-ren cried out in alarm as he frantically slapped the water, his head bobbing up and down as river water quickly entered his trachea.
"Grab the rope!"
The safety officer threw a rope into the river.
In his panic, Sang Huai-ren didn't notice what the people on the shore were saying. The current was rapid, and the other end of the rope was constantly being swept away.
The safety officer tried to pull the man with a stick, but the two were too far apart, and the stick could not reach the man on the other side.
One person never dared to go into the water.
It looked like the person was about to be swept away by the river.
Wen Yanyu quickly pulled off her coat and plunged into the water.
"Yan Yan!" Jiang Wanrou was startled.
Be careful!
A bone-chilling cold spread throughout her body, and Wen Yanyu shivered, not caring about anything else.
He had been a mermaid many times in the cycle of reincarnation, and the remaining abilities made him quite good at swimming.
Wen Yanyu took a deep breath, grabbed the rope, ignored the swift current around him, and quickly swam toward Sang Huai Ren.
The safety officer also quickly grabbed the other end of the rope.
After finally swimming to the center of the river and managing to steady Sang Huai Ren, Wen Yan Yu was about to lead the group to the shore.
"Help me! Rope! Quick!" Sang Huai Ren was so panicked that he couldn't think straight. He subconsciously grabbed Wen Yan Yu's shoulder and put all his weight on the other person, trying to use the leverage to stand up.
"Don't move! Let go..."
As soon as Wen Yanyu finished speaking, Sang Huai Ren, in a panic, pushed her into the water. Instantly, the icy river water rushed into her nasal cavity, and her nose, which was already blocked due to a cold, made it impossible for her to breathe.
The safety officer on the shore noticed the problem and kept shouting, "Sang Huai-ren! Relax! Don't hold Wen Yanyu down! Don't hold him down!"
Sang Huai-ren showed no sign of letting go; on the contrary, he became increasingly flustered and tightened his grip.
Sang Huai-ren's body kept sinking, and Wen Yan-yu was also pulled down into the river with him.
Wen Yanyu held her breath, kicking her legs incessantly in the water, trying to find a foothold to steady herself.
With the swift current and the man struggling beside her offering no foothold, and despite having taken off his coat, his sweater was soaked through.
The panicked man repeatedly pushed Wen Yanyu into the water, leaving her with very little strength.
The camera, carelessly left on the ground, was not turned off, and due to its low angle, it recorded everything that happened.
Upon seeing this scene, the live chat exploded with comments.
[Waaaaah, bunny! Why did you rush out again! My precious bunny, waaaaah! Quickly dress my bunny! She's still recovering from her cold, and she's going to get a fever!]
[Damn, is that guy alright? If I'm not mistaken, he just pushed Wen Yanyu underwater.]
Although I don't like Sang Huai-ren, this can only be described as a subconscious survival instinct.
[I'm fed up. Everything was fine until he had to go into the water. This guy is so incredibly stupid, I'm sick of seeing him like this 100 times.]
[Well, Dad didn't do it on purpose. Who would joke about their own life?]
It looked like they were about to have an accident together.
Wen Yanyu suddenly raised her head, took a deep breath, and struck the man on the head with all her might, knocking him half-conscious. Together with the safety officer who was in the water on the other side, she finally dragged Sang Huai Ren ashore.
Sang Huai-ren collapsed to the side, and the safety officer panicked and performed first aid on him.
Wen Yanyu collapsed on the shore, coughing up water, as if utterly exhausted.
"Yan Yan, clothes, put on some clothes." Jiang Wanrou looked flustered, her hands trembling as she reached out to take off her coat, trying to wrap it around the other person's body.
Wen Yanyu waved her hand, refusing the other party's gesture.
I stayed in the water for more than ten minutes, which wasn't long, but the temperature in the forest was extremely low. A cold wind blew gently through the forest, and the bone-chilling cold seeped into my skin through my soaked sweater.
Wen Yanyu lowered her head, shivered from the cold, and her thin body trembled incessantly. After the river water entered her trachea, her throat burned with pain, and she couldn't stop coughing.
At this moment, he was soaked from head to toe in the river. His long hair, which had been tied up, was pulled open during the rescue and was now sticking wetly to his neck.
Because he had swallowed too much water, Wen Yanyu could only half-support himself on the ground, covering his throat and coughing up water repeatedly, his body rising and falling with the violent coughing.
His extremely pale face and eyes that were about to glaze over from vomiting made him look disheveled and weak, as if a gentle breeze could make him disappear into thin air.
I finally managed to cough up all the water.
Wen Yanyu was panting heavily, his lungs burning with pain, and his throat felt like it was sticky with something, both painful and itchy.
The sweat on his forehead was indistinguishable between river water and cold sweat. He coughed twice more, and the itching in his lungs intensified, causing an excruciating itch in his throat as well.
Wen Yanyu frowned, and just then, a strong feeling of dizziness and nausea came over her at the same time. Her stomach churned, as if water was about to gush out from inside.
With a cough, my vision began to blur, and the world spun around me.
Wen Yanyu was stunned for a moment, only to find that her lungs, which had been hurting terribly, suddenly lost sensation, and something was churning in her throat.
He instinctively reached out to cover his mouth, and through his fingers, a sticky red liquid mixed with the river water gushed out, one gushe after another, staining the soil a dirty reddish-brown, as if it were undergoing a complete blood transfusion.
Apart from a buzzing sound, I could hear no other sound.
Just a second before the scene in front of me went completely black.
Wen Yanyu looked up.
My vision was shrouded in chaos. The world before me was like a watercolor painting of consciousness blurred by water droplets. All the colors gradually faded from my retina, turning into blurry patches of color.
Beneath this purest single color block, all external disguises have been stripped away, leaving only the purest aura and perception, and instinctive memories awakened by something unknown.
All thinking ability has vanished.
Wen Yanyu opened her mouth slightly and instinctively uttered a few indistinct syllables.
His wrist hung limply, his palm a bright red stain, dangling weakly in the blood.
Wen Yanyu slumped to one side, her eyelids, which felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, slowly closed, and her consciousness completely plunged into darkness.
Jiang Wanrou sat there blankly, as if she had been frozen in place. The shout that was about to come out of her mouth was stuck in her throat, making her almost suffocate.
The scene before me seemed to be slowed down, every detail was terrifyingly clear, the stench of blood permeating the air was pungent and intense, and there was the earthy scent in the wind, along with a faint peach fragrance.
And that line.
Mother.
A program malfunctioned under intense emotional impact, unleashing large swaths of memories that shouldn't exist and long-buried emotions along with tears.
They are constantly being deleted, yet they keep emerging, endlessly and incessantly, like being trapped in a cage, mixed with countless blood and tears, pain and hatred, which no one can erase.
Jiang Wanrou's expression was blank; she couldn't make any face or speak, only bitter tears kept flowing.
[No, no! Oh my god! Why is he vomiting so much blood?! Did something happen to him underwater?!]
[I came here to watch a variety show, not to see someone die!]
[Help! That damned Sang Huai-ren! My baby rabbit! I need the tonic!]
[Why is my baby dizzy?! Ahhh! Oh my god! So much blood! Help! What happened?! What happened?! Why is he vomiting blood?! Didn't he go into the water?! Help! Help!]
The live stream was banned.
Multiple trending topics exploded, instantly putting the production team in the spotlight.
#Sang Huai-ren Dislikes Stupidity#
#A person died in a fight for popularity during the show "Let's Go Traveling"#
#Bunny, why did you rush out again?#
#Unscrupulous production team#
[No, what I'm concerned about right now is that Wen Yanyu went into the water to save someone, right? Why did he vomit so much blood after he got ashore? It's terrifying.]
[Why hasn't the production team given us any information yet?! It's been seven hours! What's happening to Yan Yu?! I'm so worried!]
[I just saw the trending topic and started watching the variety show. Wait... is Sang Huai-ren really Chun-zhu? How can humans be so stupid? Being stupid is one thing, but dragging others down with him too.]
I used to like him quite a bit, but ever since this guy, trying to look cool, brought a bunch of books but had no clothes to wear, and his first reaction wasn't to find a solution but to scold his own daughter for not bringing anything nice, I've lost all interest in him.
[I'm not a fan, and I don't really like idols. My roommate used to like Wen Yanyu and kept recommending him to me, which annoyed me a lot. I thought he was just good-looking and had a soft personality. But then I found out that Wen Yanyu is really loyal when he needs something.]
[Rabbit has such a strong sense of justice; if not… I really suspect she comes from a police family, and this is how she was raised.]
[This damn production team! They're just profiting off tragedy! I hated them from the first episode! They keep using the bunny as a gimmick, and in the second episode, the wilderness survival was bad enough, but they didn't even have two extra safety officers! They actually made the guests go into the water to rescue people!]
As online public opinion continued to escalate and various attacks were launched, the production team finally stepped in.
【Let's Go Traveling V】: We are very sorry that the production team was not well prepared. Regarding the serious accident that occurred during the live broadcast of the program today, our production team rushed to the scene to carry out rescue operations as soon as we received the information.
Wen Yanyu and Sang Huai'ren have been admitted to the hospital for treatment. Sang Huai'ren was only unconscious due to excessive water intake and is no longer in danger of death. He can move around normally. Wen Yanyu is also receiving treatment.
Our production team once again expresses our deepest apologies for the accident and the harm caused to those involved. We understand everyone's anger and will definitely make positive corrections. Please supervise us, and we will absolutely not let this happen again.
The program team issued an apology statement.
Public opinion is growing increasingly heated.
Sang Huai-ren is out of danger, but what about Wen Yan-yu? Don't make ambiguous statements here.
What good is a perfunctory apology? This isn't the first or second time something like this has happened to your production team.
[I'm speechless! I just want to know how Rabbit is doing now!]
[@FuHanchuan, @FuHanchuan, your wife is being bullied! CEO, come out quickly! Why haven't you come out yet?! Is she dead?!]
Amidst a deluge of accusations.
Inside the ward.
The patient's blood oxygen saturation finally returned to normal, the ventilator was removed, and after explaining the precautions, the doctor hurriedly left the ward.
Fu Zhiyan turned around and sat down beside the hospital bed.
Looking at Wen Yanyu, who was pale, sickly, and indifferent, Fu Zhiyan remained silent for a long time.
Why don't you say you're feeling bad?
I had just woken up and had just listened to a long lecture from the doctor, learning that I was so sick because of stomach bleeding and pneumonia. I also heard a lot of precautions, but my mind was still a little hazy.
Upon hearing this question, Wen Yanyu raised her eyes, looking somewhat bewildered. She paused in her drinking, not understanding what Fu Zhiyan was asking.
"Why did you say you were just dizzy? Why didn't you tell me you had a stomachache?" Fu Zhiyan's tone turned cold: "Stomach bleeding and pneumonia together, if it gets any more serious this time, it could be fatal."
"Why didn't you tell me you had a stomachache? Why didn't you tell me about any abnormalities in your body sooner?"
Fu Zhiyan's eyes were cold, and her tone unconsciously became more forceful.
Why don't you say so?
Fu Zhiyan asked again.
Looking at Fu Zhiyan, who was full of anger.
Wen Yanyu's eyes trembled slightly, a hint of fear in them. Her throat was still sore, so she could only speak slowly, "I don't know."
Thinking Wen Yanyu was making excuses, Fu Zhiyan sneered and asked, "Don't know?"
"How could I not know that there was something wrong with my body?"
Fu Zhiyan gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and her hands trembled uncontrollably, unable to tell whether she was more angry or more fearful.
Wen Yanyu paused, then lowered her eyes.
"Because it didn't hurt as much as before, I thought it was normal."
Fu Zhiyan was stunned.
“I had too many injuries before and needed to take painkillers, but I’m much better now… so I didn’t know my illness was serious; I thought it was normal.”
"I'm sorry." Wen Yanyu lowered her head, her already thin body appearing even more frail. Her voice was soft and hoarse. "I thought it wasn't a big problem."
Wen Yanyu's words were incoherent, but Fu Zhiyan still understood them.
Yes...
Because before, I was either on the path to death or suffering...
People who have been tormented by illness for years, but have not been killed by it, have developed the ability to resist pain. Now that most of the pain has disappeared, the ability still exists like a brand.
A person who is constantly stabbed in the back.
Why would I care about a scratch?
This realization struck me like a heavy blow, leaving me stunned.
The anger that had been burning inside me was instantly extinguished as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over my head, leaving me with no courage to even let it rise again.
Instead, there is the knowledge that the inevitable end is death, that one will never see their lover again, and that one will never be able to reincarnate.
A sense of powerlessness and bitterness that I have never experienced before.
The air was silent.
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