Chapter 363: Chapter 362: You Must Live Well

Yan Feifan’s sudden collapse instantly sent Yan Ziruo into an extreme panic, as if she had been thrown back into a recurring nightmare.

When Yan Feifan was in a coma, and even for a considerable time after he woke up, Yan Ziruo often had such nightmares.

In her dreams, she and her brother would be talking and laughing, but then he would suddenly disappear.

The heartache was unbearable.

Yan Ziruo would also sometimes dream that her brother was being slowly devoured by darkness, constantly calling out to her for help.

But no matter how she pulled or how much strength she used, it was useless. She could only watch helplessly as her brother gradually vanished.

Once, she even dreamed that her brother came to her, all serious, to say goodbye, even telling her to live well on her own from now on.

Waking up in the middle of the night that time, Yan Ziruo was truly terrified.

She had frantically taken a taxi to the hospital and saw her brother sleeping peacefully in his hospital bed, just as always.

Only after seeing that the data on the monitoring equipment was the same as usual did she finally breathe a sigh of relief.

But now, Yan Feifan’s sudden collapse had triggered that same terror deep within Yan Ziruo’s heart.

It felt as if someone had grabbed her heart and squeezed it violently. The pain was so sharp she couldn’t breathe, and her body froze, unable to move.

Among the group, Song Yi was the quickest to react.

She flipped Yan Feifan’s body over, immediately knelt beside him, pinched his nose, and started giving him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

But after blowing a few breaths, Song Yi felt she was using a lot of force, yet the airflow was completely blocked. Only then did she realize her mistake.

Yan Feifan was choking on durian pulp, which was obstructing his airway. She should have cleared the durian pulp from his mouth first.

Song Yi straightened up, reaching out to dig the foreign object out of Yan Feifan’s mouth, when her eyes inadvertently swept over a pair of pitch-black eyes, like cold stars, staring right at her.

Song Yi froze, her hand stopping mid-air. After a moment of shock, she asked, "Feifan, you’re okay?"

Yan Feifan propped himself up with one hand, sat up, and spat the durian pulp from his mouth into his left hand.

"Of course I’m fine. I was just scaring you all to test your reactions in a situation like this."

Yan Feifan got up from the floor, a look of anguish on his face. He shook his head and said, "As for the test results, I’m very disappointed. Very disappointed."

"In my situation, the first thing you should have done was the Heimlich maneuver."

"Sis, Xiaoyu, I’ve taught you this before..."

As he said this, Yan Feifan’s gaze shifted to his sister, only to see her face dark and grim, her eyes so fierce they looked like she wanted to kill someone.

A chill ran through Yan Feifan, as if ice water had been poured over his head in the dead of winter. He couldn’t help but shiver.

He quickly changed the subject.

"Song Yi, the first step in CPR is..."

Yan Feifan met Song Yi’s gaze, only to find her expression was also dark and somewhat terrifying.

Yan Feifan quickly switched his target to someone else.

"Yu Chuanbai, I’m most disappointed in you."

"My sister and Song Yi are women, and Xiaoyu is still a minor. It’s understandable if they panicked and didn’t know what to do when something happened."

"But you’re a grown man, and from a family of doctors..."

Just then, a cold shout interrupted Yan Feifan. "Don’t listen to his nonsense. Let’s beat him up first to vent our anger."

Hearing his sister’s words, Yan Feifan sensed trouble and tried to run.

This time, however, Yu Chuanbai’s reaction wasn’t slow at all. He shot out a hand and grabbed Yan Feifan...

"Ah... Sis, I’m your brother, your real brother, ah..."

"Song Yi, I saved your life... ah..."

"Xiaoyu, you dare to join in too..."

More than ten minutes later, after being thoroughly thrashed by the three women, Yan Feifan was sprawled on the sofa, able to do nothing but groan in pain.

"And you say I can’t take a joke. You’re the ones who can’t take a joke. Ouch..."

"You guys are ruthless... Ouch..."

"Yan Feifan, you brought this on yourself..."

Yan Ziruo pulled out a few tissues and began wiping the fruit pulp from her brother’s left hand, venting her frustration as she did.

"Who told you to scare us like that?"

"You nearly scared me to death! I thought my soul was going to leave my body."

Song Yi quickly chimed in, "Exactly, exactly! I was so scared my head was buzzing. I even felt like jumping off a building."

After a pause, she added sheepishly, "Um, well, Feifan, those few punches I threw earlier... I was just emotionally overwhelmed and didn’t realize I was hitting a little too hard."

"Please don’t take it to heart."

Seeing that he didn’t respond, Song Yi continued, "Feifan, you didn’t really get the short end of the stick, you know."

"I gave you mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, after all."

"Let me tell you, that was my first kiss. You should be secretly celebrating..."

Song Yi’s words were met with doubtful looks from everyone present.

Yan Ziruo was even more blunt. "Song Yi, you’re twenty-six and you still have your first kiss?"

"Who are you trying to fool!"

"Don’t you go trying to trap my brother. He’s already taken."

Just then, Tian Yu said in a sweet voice, "Mr. Yan, my first kiss is still available. I’ll give it to you, so don’t hold the fact that I hit you against me, okay?"

"I hit you really lightly. I couldn’t bear to use any force. I was just supporting Ruoruo’s call to action. You must have felt it."

Yan Feifan rolled over and sat up on the sofa. He waved a dismissive hand at Tian Yu. "You, get out of here. Stop trying to get in on the fun."

His gaze swept over his sister, Song Yi, Tian Yu, and Yu Chuanbai one by one. He said with great seriousness, "You’ve all had your turn hitting me, but we still need to talk about something important."

"Song Yi..."

Meeting Yan Feifan’s gaze, Song Yi couldn’t help but stand up straighter.

"Suddenly stuffing food into someone’s mouth is a dangerous act. It can cause choking and suffocation."

"You should know, about 120,000 people choke to death worldwide every year."

Song Yi obediently replied, "I’ll definitely learn my lesson. I won’t do it again."

Yan Feifan grunted in acknowledgment, stood up, and said sternly, "Next, under my guidance, you will all practice the Heimlich maneuver and CPR."

"If you do it enough, the muscle memory will seep into your very bones, becoming a physical habit, or even an instinct..."

"That way, the next time you encounter a similar emergency, you’ll perform it automatically instead of panicking."

Yu Chuanbai demurred, "Um, I don’t think I need to."

"Feifan, it’s not that I didn’t react. It’s because I saw through your act."

"Your actions at the time were a bit too exaggerated."

"Is that so?" Yan Feifan was highly skeptical.

Yu Chuanbai met Yan Feifan’s gaze without flinching and explained, "Someone who’s actually choking wouldn’t be bending over and beating their chest. They also wouldn’t collapse and pass out that quickly."

"When someone is choking, they’ll often have tears and snot running down their face, and their complexion will change color significantly."

Yan Feifan snorted twice and stopped paying attention to the guy. Instead, he pointed a finger at Xiaoyu, who was hiding off to the side.

"You, get over here. You’ll be the patient..." 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

This time, Yan Ziruo, Song Yi, and Tian Yu were exceptionally serious and focused during the practice...

After eleven o’clock at night, it began to rain outside.

Song Yi ended up staying the night, sleeping in the attic room.

Yan Feifan washed up and returned to his room, ready for bed, only to find his sister there.

"Sis, what’s up?"

Yan Ziruo didn’t say a word, simply reaching out to hug him.

"Feifan, it’s so good that you’re alive."

"Feifan, you have to live a good life!"

Deeply moved, Yan Feifan hummed in agreement and promised, "Sis, I won’t scare you like that ever again..."