Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby!-Chapter 47: He Lost Control and Roared, Doctor!

Chapter 47: Chapter 47: He Lost Control and Roared, Doctor!

Lin Wan Yi waved her hand, struggling to stand up straight.

"It’s fine, maybe a bit of low blood sugar, it’s stuffy backstage."

"Lean against something and rest for a while, I’ll get you some sweet water!" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"No need, it’s almost our turn."

Lin Wan Yi took a deep breath, but the churning feeling in her stomach grew more intense with each moment.

She leaned against the cold wall, listening to the high-pitched voice of the announcer outside.

"The next performance is a dance by our Military Wives Performance Team!"

"Here we go!"

"It’s our turn!"

The military wives patted each other on the shoulders, each clenching their fists tightly.

Lin Wan Yi stood at the front of the lineup, making the final gesture.

"Remember our emotions, remember our strength, go."

The curtain was drawn open.

Strong lights poured in.

Lin Wan Yi retreated to the side of the stage, her knuckles turning white from gripping the wall.

On stage, the music started, and the melody that she had rearranged was more exhilarating and powerful than the original.

In the audience.

A young soldier nudged the person next to him.

"Hey, how come this music sounds a bit different from the ’Red Detachment of Women’ we usually listen to?"

"Yeah, the opening part seems more powerful!"

"Look at their moves! They’re different from the art troupe!"

In the back row, Sister in law Qian and a few other military wives huddled in the corner watching the radiant dancers on stage, their expressions complex.

"They... they really trained them well."

"It is quite different..."

In the front row, the leadership seats.

The regimental commander leaned forward slightly, whispering to the Political Commissioner Chen beside him.

"Old Chen, this arrangement is something else."

Political Commissioner Chen nodded, his face focused.

"Indeed, you can see from this opening, the theme of ’Awakening’ is very impactful."

In the center, Gu Zhen Guo watched the stage with a stern expression, his eyes like a hawk’s fixed firmly on stage.

On stage, the dance moved into the ’battle’ section.

The movements were intense, the formations changed rapidly, every face displayed unyielding determination.

The applause from the audience grew more frequent.

"Good!"

"This is excellent!"

Wang Xiu’e sat next to Sister Zhou, her hands tightly clenched together, palms sweaty.

Sister Zhou patted the back of her hand.

"Xiu’e, don’t be nervous, it’s very good, exceptionally good!"

Wang Xiu’e lowered her voice, filled with excitement.

"Look at their spirit! It’s like they’re a completely different group since Xiao Lin took over!"

"You didn’t put your faith in the wrong person."

On stage, the music suddenly shifted from intense battle to a melody that was both soothing and hopeful.

This was the Chapter of ’Rebirth.’

All the dancers’ movements became expansive, their faces bloomed with radiant smiles.

They slowly gathered together and then spread out, like flowers blooming on ruins.

Finally, everyone froze in place.

Together, they formed the shape of a rising sun, with Xiao Zhang standing at the top, arms raised high, pointing to the sky.

The entire hall fell silent for a second.

The next moment, thunderous applause erupted like an explosion.

"Wow—!"

"Good! So good!"

In the audience, someone stood up first, followed by a second, a third...

The entire audience, including the soldiers in the back rows, all stood up excitedly to applaud.

When the last ’Rebirth’ formation was revealed, it caused the entire audience to stand and applaud.

In the leadership seats, the regimental commander also stood up, clapping hard while loudly speaking to Political Commissioner Chen.

"Old Chen! This program is of exceptional quality!"

"The comrade who arranged this program possesses outstanding ideological awareness and artistic talent!"

The regimental commander publicly praised Political Commissioner Chen, "This program is of exceptional quality! The comrade who arranged this program possesses outstanding ideological awareness and artistic talent!"

Political Commissioner Chen laughed and nodded.

"Indeed, our family quarters are full of hidden talents!"

Wang Xiu’e couldn’t hold back any longer, tears streaming down her face.

She held Sister Zhou’s hand, her voice choking.

"Did you see that! I just knew it! I knew Xiao Lin could do it!"

Wang Xiu’e was so excited that tears welled up in her eyes, holding Sister Zhou’s hand, immensely grateful she trusted the right person.

Even the always stern Gu Zhen Guo stood up, slowly clapping.

He glanced at his son who stood beside him, expressionless, asking.

"This program, was it Lin Wan Yi who was responsible for it?"

Gu Yanshen didn’t answer, his entire attention was on the unsteady shadow at the side of the stage.

The curtain slowly closed.

On stage, the military wives screamed with excitement, hugging each other.

"We did it!"

"Oh my God! Did you hear the applause from below!"

"Sister in law Xiao Liu, my legs are weak, help me up!"

Sister in law Xiao Liu pushed her aside and charged towards the side of the stage, grabbing Lin Wan Yi’s hand and dragging her to the center.

"Wan Yi! Come out quickly! It’s time for you to take a bow!"

"Yes! Come quickly!"

"Without you, there would be no program!"

A few military wives crowded around, escorting Lin Wan Yi to the front of the stage.

The curtain opened once more.

The blinding spotlights were instantly on Lin Wan Yi.

She was so dazzled by the lights that she couldn’t open her eyes, and the thunderous applause seemed to come from a very distant place.

She wanted to bow to the audience, to say "thank you."

But she couldn’t make any sound.

Everything before her began to spin and darken.

The nausea in her stomach peaked.

Her body went limp, falling straight forward.

"Wan Yi!"

"Mr. Lin!"

Gasps erupted on stage.

In the audience, everyone’s smiles froze on their faces.

Wang Xiu’e’s scream was stuck in her throat.

Gu Zhen Guo’s pupils constricted.

Sitting next to him, Gu Yanshen moved.

The first instant Lin Wan Yi’s body swayed, he already stood up.

Without a moment’s hesitation.

He braced himself on the back of the front row’s seat with one hand, took a long step, and leaped directly onto the stage.

Moving so fast, leaving only a blur.

Just before Lin Wan Yi was about to fall onto the cold stage.

A pair of strong arms caught her firmly, enveloping her in a warm, solid embrace.

All the lights focused on the pair in the center of the stage.

Gu Yanshen looked down at the pale, unconscious woman in his arms, his heart gripped by an invisible hand, nearly stopping.

He lifted his head, his eyes blood-red as they swept over the stunned audience.

The next second, a hoarse, enraged shout, filled with unprecedented panic, echoed through the entire hall.

"Doctor—!"

Wang Xiu’e was the first to recover from shock, her voice trembling fiercely.

"Doctor! Get a doctor quickly!"

She staggered, trying to rush backstage, but was stopped by Sister Zhou.

"Don’t make it worse! Take her to the hospital! Hurry to the hospital!"

The regimental commander’s face turned livid, roaring at his orderly beside him.

"Get the car! Prepare the car immediately! To the military general hospital! At the fastest speed!"