Desert Island Survival: A Hundredfold Improvement After Having a Baby?

Su Qingxue's breathing became erratic instantly.

His chest heaved violently.

Liu Feifei's words pierced the wounds she had been trying so hard to avoid.

She was the only daughter of the Su family, once arrogant and domineering, but now she has become a vassal on a deserted island and has to endure the women around Lin Fan.

She forcefully suppressed the urge to rush up and tear Liu Feifei's mouth apart.

Liu Feifei was very satisfied with Su Qingxue's reaction and turned to look at Song Ya.

"And you! Song Ya!" Liu Feifei spat. "You're always putting on that innocent, naive act. Who are you trying to fool?"

"Yesterday evening on the hillside, you unbuttoned your shirt and pressed yourself against someone's body, and what happened? They probably didn't even want to touch you! Even naked, nobody wants you; you're just a lowly servant girl destined to serve tea and water!"

Song Ya's face flushed red instantly. She instinctively covered her collar, took two steps back, and her eyes instantly reddened.

Finally, Liu Feifei set her sights on Xu Zhixia.

"Dr. Xu, you're such a hypocrite, a top student." Liu Feifei sneered, "You're full of empty platitudes about benevolence and morality, and about saving lives."

"When you went to seduce Lin Fan yesterday, didn't you ever consider the pregnant woman's feelings? You're the kind of person who, once you take off that white coat, is more lewd than anyone else!"

Xu Zhixia stood still, her facial muscles not trembling at all.

She just stared coldly at Liu Feifei, as if she were looking at a rotting corpse.

I'm done cursing.

The only sound in the entire cave was Liu Feifei's heavy breathing.

She had stripped everyone bare, and felt a sense of exhilarating satisfaction from the sheer absurdity of "what's the use of ruining everything?"

Then footsteps sounded, and Lin Fan straightened up and left the stone wall.

He walked step by step toward Liu Feifei, and Liu Feifei's laughter stopped abruptly.

Seeing Lin Fan's calm gaze made her instantly uneasy.

Liu Feifei started to back away.

"You...you stay away." Liu Feifei stammered.

Lin Fan stopped in front of Liu Feifei.

Liu Feifei's scream caught in her throat as her back pressed against the rough stone wall, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

She thought Lin Fan was going to hit her, or even strangle her to death.

But Lin Fan didn't move.

His gaze pressed down on the woman's face.

In civilized society, there is at least a veil of empathy between people.

We all traveled on the same boat and landed on the same island.

Over the past few months, Lin Fan had still retained a sliver of so-called kinship with these living people.

But that hysterical biting out just now used up all that pitiful amount of food he had left.

Now, what stands before him is not a group of top female stars surrounded by admirers.

It's not a living, breathing person.

It's just a dead object that can be used to lure out monsters.

A piece of rotten flesh that consumes food, causes infighting, and could stab you in the back at any time.

Feeding one's own kind to wild animals is, to some extent, a depravity.

But now.

This negligible psychological burden was completely wiped away by Liu Feifei's hysterical barking just now.

I'd rather not hit her than risk getting my hands dirty.

"Zhou Kai".

Lin Fan turned his head to the side. "Tie him up."

Zhou Kai, clutching the bundle of hemp rope in his hand, limped over.

Liu Feifei has gone mad.

It kicked and scrambled on the ground, trying to escape towards the cave entrance.

"Don't touch me! Zhou Kai, you bastard! You'll die a horrible death!"

Zhou Kai, who had difficulty walking, was kicked in the knee that hadn't fully healed.

He stumbled forward and almost fell over.

The hemp rope in his hand fell directly to the ground.

"Wow, what a big star, so impressive!"

Yang Ningcong suddenly appeared from the side.

Just now he was hiding in the corner like a turtle, but now that the alarm has been lifted, this rich second-generation is eager to show his usefulness to Lin Fan.

They've revealed all their cards.

Since you can't fight, you have to be able to do dirty work.

I need to prove that even though I'm a rich kid, I can still be a dog here.

Yang Ningcong stepped on Liu Feifei's kicking ankle.

He bent down and picked up the hemp rope from the ground.

He bypassed Liu Feifei's wrist and pulled hard.

"Xiao Kai, if your legs aren't so great, just watch from the sidelines. Your brother Cong will teach you how to tie up a wild boar."

Yang Ningcong used both his hands and feet.

His knee pressed directly against Liu Feifei's back, twisting her arms behind her back.

The rope was wrapped around his wrist three times and then suddenly tightened.

Liu Feifei let out a piercing scream.

"Can you be a little gentler?" Zhou Kai frowned as he watched from the side.

After all, she was the woman he had rolled around in the haystack with, so Zhou Kai was still somewhat reluctant to part with her.

"Be gentle?"

Yang Ningcong showed no mercy and tied a knot in the opposite direction.

"What if she breaks free of the rope and runs away? Will you go and act as bait for that beast, or should I go?"

Yang Ningcong wrapped the excess rope around Liu Feifei's ankle and pulled it upwards forcefully.

Their hands and feet were tied together.

Liu Feifei was curled up on the ground, unable to even turn over except for twisting her neck.

But she didn't stop talking.

"Yang Ningcong, you scum! Lin Fan, you beast! You'll both die on this island!"

They hurled all sorts of vulgarities, insulting everyone in the cave and their ancestors for eighteen generations.

Yang Ningcong kept picking his ears as he listened.

He turned his head and looked around.

He walked to the pile of supplies, grabbed a rag, walked back, and pinched Liu Feifei's jaw, forcing her to open her mouth.

They stuffed it in directly and then tied it with a rope.

The world is finally quiet.

All that remained were the heavy "woo-woo" sounds coming from Liu Feifei's throat.

……

It's lunchtime.

Song Ya kept her head down as she cooked, not daring to even look up at anyone else.

Fearing Su Qingxue's questioning, he angrily scolded Xu Zhixia.

After a long while, she walked up to Su Qingxue with the bowl in her hand. "President Su, would you like to eat something?"

Su Qingxue leaned against the stone wall of the cubicle, her face deathly pale.

She didn't take the bowl that Song Ya offered, nor did she even glance at Song Ya.

Liu Feifei's words had successfully dealt her a blow.

"Let's leave it there for now," Xu Zhixia's voice came from the side.

Song Yaru felt as if she had been granted a pardon. She quickly placed the bowl on the stone slab and turned to leave.

Xu Zhixia, holding a few freshly crushed, fuzzy herbs, sat down next to Su Qingxue.

A strong, bitter herbal aroma wafted through the air.

"Give me your wrist," Xu Zhixia said.

Su Qingxue didn't move; her gaze was fixed on Xu Zhixia's cool and beautiful face.

Xu Zhixia did not urge him.

She reached out and took Su Qingxue's wrist.

Bring your index and middle fingers together and place them on your wrists.

The pulse was extremely disordered.

My heart is beating fast, my blood is rushing to my head, and my pulse is slippery and rapid.

"Too much emotional fluctuation is bad for the fetus." Xu Zhixia withdrew her hand.

Apply the crushed herbal juice to several acupoints on the back of Su Qingxue's hand.

Take a deep breath and calm down.

"You slept with Lin Fan yesterday?" Su Qingxue suddenly asked.