Chapter 142: Chapter 142

In the cave, the guests should have woken up after several hours of sleep, but they hadn’t.

The production team initially thought they were just exhausted from the previous night. However, ten minutes ago, when a staff member attempted to wake Anan and Abei, they discovered the pair couldn’t be roused.

"It’s suspected they were poisoned, but it’s unclear which type of poisonous insect bit them! The production team has already sent the accompanying doctor."

An Yan leaned over, resting against Li Tianyao’s arm as she looked at the screen.

The man felt a tickle on his arm. Glancing down, he saw the young girl’s jet-black hair resting on his forearm, delicately entwined.

The scene instantly reminded him of how the young girl had huddled defenselessly in his arms last night.

Sweet, fragrant, and soft!

If he hadn’t been afraid of frightening her, he would have wanted to... last night.

It was a strange feeling.

So foreign that he wanted to explore it recklessly!

So peculiar that it made him feel the world wasn’t as boring as he’d thought!

The man controlled his thoughts, handed the tablet to An Yan, then took the remote control from Lu Feng and gestured for him to leave.

Once he was sure they were alone in the room, he stretched out his long arms and contentedly drew her into his embrace.

An Yan found this position rather uncomfortable. Just as she was about to wriggle free, the man’s voice, tinged with restraint, sounded from above her head, "Don’t move!"

An Yan froze. Only then, satisfied, did the man begin manipulating the drone, aiming the camera at Jiang Xiaoze.

While An Yan watched the screen, he gazed down at her. From above, he could see her thick eyelashes and her pert little nose.

Even though they used the same shampoo, the scent of her hair seemed especially captivating.

An Yan ignored his occasional kisses on the top of her head, focusing her attention on the screen.

Jiang Xiaoze lay with her eyes closed. Her cheeks were purplish-red, her mouth was slightly open, her lips were turning dark, and saliva was trickling from the corners.

"What about the others? Check on the kid."

The drone then turned towards Meng Rui. His condition was not much different from Jiang Xiaoze’s. The rest were the same.

Li Tianyao’s movements paused. An Yan turned her head to glance at him, explaining helplessly, "I’ll check his poisoning condition!"

The man bent his head and pecked the corner of her mouth, then directed the drone’s camera towards Fu Xiao.

He seemed to be the most severely poisoned; his entire face had darkened, and his breathing was so heavy it felt oppressive even through the screen.

An Yan had wanted to check on Mo Shiyan too, but considering the man beside her, she thought better of it.

"It’s likely miasma poisoning. Tell the production team to equip everyone with gas masks. Those without one shouldn’t go there."

"Mhm." The man took out his phone and relayed the instructions to Lu Feng. Then he kissed her face again and asked, "Why is there miasma?"

"Probably because a fire was lit in the cave last night," An Yan explained. "The high temperature drew the miasma from the forest into the cave with the cold air. I need to go take a look. Get a gas mask ready for me too."

As she said this, An Yan started to get up. But Li Tianyao held her down. As she tried to stand, he pulled her onto his lap.

An Yan became anxious. "Lives are at stake, you..."

"Lin Ling!" the man called out forcefully.

Lin Ling, who was standing by the door, immediately responded, "Yes."

"You lead the team and bring all the poisoned people onto the ship."

The guests’ fans, who had tuned into the live broadcast early that morning, were met with a scene of utter chaos.

[What’s happening? What’s going on here?]

[Have all the guests been wiped out?]

[Is the production team out of their minds? They actually let the guests get poisoned!]

[So, I’ve been watching the live broadcast, and let me tell you, it seems like reality. I originally thought Shiyan and the others were just asleep. I was even drooling over the screen because, even asleep, Shiyan is stunningly handsome and has an added touch of innocence. Anyway...]

[Stick to the important stuff!]

[Okay, fine. Anyway, as I was watching, suddenly, staff with gas masks appeared in the frame!]

[So they’ve all been poisoned?]

[Is the production team trying to get themselves killed? How could they let the guests get poisoned!]

[Anan and Abei are poisoned too! My God! I previously thought Desperate Island was just a gimmick by the production team; I didn’t expect it would truly live up to its name.]

"Director, should we continue the broadcast?"

Because of this incident, viewership for the live broadcast was skyrocketing, with numbers increasing by tens of thousands.

Everyone was cursing the production team! Cursing the director!

The staff had been worried the director would be angry, but he didn’t seem to care at all. He truly was an impressive director, possessing such remarkable composure!

The drones were deployed along the route, and An Yan could switch between camera feeds at will to monitor the situation on site.

Half an hour later, the affected guests were transported onto the ship. Under Lin Ling’s direction, the production team’s medical staff efficiently administered medication. However, it had yet to take effect.

At that moment, the audience saw An Yan, who had been off-camera, finally appear.

She first checked Jiang Xiaoze’s eyelids, then took out silver needles and pricked her skin a few times. In a little over ten seconds, Jiang Xiaoze awoke.

Seeing An Yan upon opening her eyes, her expression suddenly changed. "You..."

"I saved you," An Yan stated, retracting the needles. "And we’re still live!"

Jiang Xiaoze stiffened for a moment, then looked around. She realized everyone had been brought into this hall, and a camera was trained on each person.

Jiang Xiaoze quickly composed her expression and murmured, "Thank you."

She was deeply embarrassed. Last night, when Fu Xiao had suggested calling An Yan, she had vehemently opposed it. She blamed An Yan for the insect bites she had suffered and for refusing to share their fruit.

Who would have thought the tables would turn so quickly, with An Yan being the one to save her?

An Yan then went to Abei’s side. After a few more needle pricks, he also awoke.

Unlike Jiang Xiaoze, he thanked An Yan the moment he opened his eyes. Upon hearing from a staff member that miasma poisoning was suspected, he immediately apologized. "It was my oversight. I should have considered the possibility of miasma spreading after the rain."

An Yan greatly respected Abei. His willingness to accept responsibility without making excuses was commendable.

Everyone assumed An Yan would treat Bai Zhi and Fu Xiao next, as they were right beside Abei. To their surprise, however, she bypassed them and treated Anan first.

Then it was Meng Rui’s turn, and after that, Mo Shiyan.

As An Yan was preparing to insert the needle, Lin Ling approached. "Miss An Yan, let me handle this one."

Lin Ling also took out a needle and applied it to Mo Shiyan in the same way An Yan had. Then...

Hmm, the acupuncture points were clearly the same. Why did everyone else wake up feeling refreshed, while Mo Shiyan’s expression was contorted in pain as he cried out?