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

Su Qingxue and Liu Feifei stood there, their faces alternating between pale and flushed.

Especially Su Qingxue, who has been proud for over twenty years and is worth billions, has always had men fawning over her like dogs, racking their brains to please her.

Today, she not only abandoned her CEO persona and took the initiative to speak, but even offered an exorbitant price, only to have her dignity ruthlessly trampled underfoot by a low-level intern!

The defenses have been completely breached.

"Fine... Lin Fan, you've got guts." Su Qingxue bit her chapped lips hard.

She clung to her last shred of pride, uttering each word slowly and deliberately: "Wait until the helicopter arrives tonight, then let's see how arrogant you can be!"

Liu Feifei glared at him venomously; if that look could kill, Lin Fan would have been torn to pieces long ago.

She clutched her sunburned chest, following behind Su Qingxue, muttering filthy curses: "What a piece of trash... When we get back to the mainland, I'll blacklist you, you poor loser..."

Lin Fan didn't even give them a second glance.

[Su Qingxue: Anger 80%, Fear 60%. She's using her last bit of energy to maintain her dignity. Recommendation: Ignore her; she'll naturally burst into tears after tonight.]

[Liu Feifei: Jealousy level 90%, extremely thirsty. She's secretly plotting how to fabricate lies to send you to jail. Advice: Beware of her influence, even though she doesn't have a pillow right now.]

Lin Fan withdrew his gaze, turned around, and went back into the cave to enjoy his luncheon meat.

On the beach below, the temperature was already approaching 42 degrees Celsius.

Wang Qiang and the others hid in the shadow of a huge reef, the only sheltered and shady spot on the beach, where everyone was so thirsty they were seeing stars.

A groan of despair erupted from the crowd upon seeing Su Qingxue and Liu Feifei return empty-handed.

"President Su... even your intervention won't work?" Wang Qiang asked incredulously.

Su Qingxue walked to the center of the shadows, and Wang Qiang immediately kicked aside a male subordinate next to her, making room for her.

Su Qingxue sat down and glanced at the black satellite phone in her hand.

"Save your energy. The sun is about to set, so shut up and hold on until midnight."

Helicopters, rescue teams.

These words gave this group of people another boost of confidence.

Yes, we can go back tonight! As long as we go back, they will still be the elite, while Lin Fan will remain a lowly beast of burden.

Standing a dozen meters away from the main group, beside a sand dune, Song Ya's face was ashen.

She had just been protecting Lin Fan when Wang Qiang pushed her to the ground. Wang Qiang then ordered her to be isolated and strictly forbade her from approaching the shadowy area of ​​the reef.

"Thump~"

A muffled thud sounded beside the pile of rocks.

Lin Fan turned his head to look.

Song Ya collapsed onto the scalding sand.

The girl was completely exhausted from the high temperature and intense sun exposure combined with extreme dehydration.

She was curled up in a ball, her face flushed an abnormally, and her breathing was rapid and shallow.

The male colleagues around looked at each other, none of them daring to step forward and lend a hand.

Wang Qiang, huddled in the shadows, muttered sarcastically, "What are you pretending to be dead for? Weren't you so capable just now?"

Human nature has become so cold-blooded.

Lin Fan frowned.

A golden notification box flashed above Song Ya's head:

Severe heatstroke: Core body temperature exceeds 40 degrees Celsius. Accompanied by dehydration and electrolyte imbalance. If not cooled and rehydrated in time, it will lead to multiple organ failure within 30 minutes, with a mortality rate of 90%.

[Note: This silly woman was exposed to the sun for so long to shield you from the stick.]

Lin Fan rushed straight to Song Ya's side.

When I reached out and touched it, my forehead was burning hot, like a furnace.

He then grabbed Song Ya.

She's very light. This girl usually looks like she has curves in all the right places, but she actually has a very small frame.

By this time, her white shirt, with the button popped open, was already soaked with sweat and clung tightly to her body.

Lin Fan's arm inevitably rubbed against the soft flesh, but all he could think about was the countdown timer from the system.

[28 minutes remaining until organ failure.]

Lin Fan carried the person and strode towards the cave halfway up the mountain.

"Hey everyone, look! The shameless guy's here!" Su Qingxue was sitting right next to Wang Qiang, who had grown bolder and started egging him on. "Lin Fan, this is taking advantage of someone in distress! I'm calling the police to arrest you when we get back!"

Lin Fan ignored him and stepped into the cave.

A cool, damp aura instantly enveloped my body; the temperature here was at least ten degrees lower than outside.

He placed Song Yaping on a flat rock.

[First Aid Plan: Physical cooling. Loosen restrictive clothing and ensure ventilation. Give small, frequent sips of water.]

Lin Fan's approach was simple and direct. Without any hesitation, he reached out and tore Song Ya's cumbersome business suit skirt down from the slit.

"Sizzle~"

The sound of tearing fabric was particularly crisp in the cave. Next came the sound of the soaking wet shirt.

A moment later, Song Ya was left with only her last two pieces of clothing.

Large swathes of her snow-white skin were exposed to the air, glowing an alluring pink from the heat, and her full chest heaved violently with each rapid breath.

Lin Fan picked up a bottle of mineral water, took a big gulp himself, and then pinched open Song Ya's chin and poured the water into her mouth.

Since the person is unconscious, we can only force-feed them like this.

One bite, two bites.

The cool water slid down her throat, and Song Ya's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed a little.

Lin Fan poured the remaining water into his palm and patted it onto her forehead, carotid artery, and armpits without any hesitation.

After struggling for more than ten minutes, the prompt box finally changed color.

[Status Update: Body temperature has begun to drop, dehydration symptoms are easing, and consciousness is about to return.]

Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief, plopped down next to her, and casually picked up the luncheon meat he hadn't finished eating and took a bite.

"Well……"

The woman on the rock let out a soft moan.

Song Ya slowly opened her eyes, her vision gradually focusing from blurry to clear. The first thing she saw was the upside-down stalactite, followed by Lin Fan's profile as he chewed meat.

Memories flooded back: the cruise ship capsizing, the tsunami, Wang Qiang's shoving...

"Lin...Lin Fan?"

Song Ya instinctively tried to sit up, but felt a chill on her body.

Looking down, he let out a short gasp and clutched his chest tightly with both hands.

"Awake? If you're awake, drink some water."

Lin Fan tossed the remaining half-bottle of water over, his tone much gentler than before, "Drink slowly, don't choke."

Song Ya held the water bottle, her face as red as a ripe tomato.

She glanced at the torn clothes scattered on the floor, then at Lin Fan's open and honest eyes, and understood.

In this godforsaken place, she suffered from heatstroke, and apart from Lin Fan, no one cared whether she lived or died.

The clothes were definitely taken off to cool down.

"Thank you..." she murmured softly, unscrewing the bottle cap and sipping the water slowly, finally soothing her parched throat.

After drinking a few sips of water, Song Ya's mind cleared up a bit. Looking at Lin Fan's silent profile, she bit her lip and couldn't help but advise, "Lin Fan... you really shouldn't have offended President Su so badly just now."

Lin Fan paused, turned to look at her, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"President Su is the CEO after all," Song Ya said softly. "When the rescue helicopter arrives tonight, President Su will definitely decide who gets on the plane first. You held Manager Wang hostage with a knife today and publicly humiliated her... What if the rescue team comes tonight and they gang up on you and leave you alone on this deserted island? What will you do then?"

The cave became instantly quiet, with only the sound of the wind remaining.

Lin Fan slammed the luncheon meat box in his hand heavily onto the stone, his eyes instantly turning cold.

Song Ya flinched in fright: "Did I...did I say something wrong?"

Lin Fan looked at Song Ya. This girl was perhaps the only kindness the company had shown him, a lowly intern. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the entrance of the cave.

"Lin... Lin Fan, you..." Song Ya struggled.

"Don't speak, look at the sky!"

Lin Fan gripped her shoulders, forcing her to look at the distant horizon.

The sun had completely sunk into the sea. But the sky, which should have been shrouded in darkness, now presented a distorted and eerie appearance.

Song Ya was stunned: "Then... what kind of cloud is that?"

"That's a geomagnetic anomaly."

"The magnetic field in this sea area is completely disordered; even compasses will malfunction, let alone radio signals. The satellite phone that Su Qingxue was holding, which looked like a fancy device, was just a piece of scrap metal from the moment it fell into the water."

Song Ya froze on the spot, her voice trembling uncontrollably: "You...you mean..."

"right."

Lin Fan let her go, shattering her last illusions about her career.

"This place is not on any known flight path. There is no satellite positioning available."

"The helicopter will never come. We can't go back."