Meet the Brand Officer

Song Ziyuan followed Lin Xiyou silently the whole time, keeping a close distance, and deliberately slowed down his pace, for fear of disturbing her thoughts.

He stood at the entrance where only one person could pass, and while quietly accompanying her to investigate and investigate, he conceived the direction and strategy of the future operation of the Foggy Valley project.

In just a few seconds of being absent-minded, Song Ziyuan was keenly aware of a movement above the valley in front of him.

He was about to step forward to find out, but he was shocked to find that at the position where Lin Xiyou was standing with his back turned, a part of the landslide was rolling down, like a ferocious beast, opening its bloody mouth towards her.

"Run! Be careful—" Song Ziyuan let out a heart-piercing scream with his eyes tearing open, and immediately ran forward.

He unleashed all his potential in an instant, and rushed towards Lin Xiyou's position at the limit speed of a [-]-meter sprint.

Lin Xiyou, who heard the exclamation, also reacted immediately, raised her legs and ran in the opposite direction, but the sliding speed of the rolling rock and mud flow was too fast for her to avoid it
In the midst of the wind and lightning, Song Ziyuan watched helplessly as a huge rock was about to hit the back of her head. He suddenly jumped with all his strength, wrapped his long arms around, turned around quickly, and both of them fell to the ground.

The top of her hair was protected by his overlapping palms.

Her head was tightly protected by his elbows.

Her back and her whole body were firmly protected by him in his generous arms.

With his solid back, he blocked the fatal blow of the rock for her, and also took all the attacks of the rolling stone.

"Bang-bang-bang-bang-" one after another, hitting his back little by little, resounding in her ears and shaking in her heart.

"Song Ziyuan, Song Ziyuan—"

Lin Xiyou, who had reacted, panicked completely. She called his name heartbreakingly, but there was no response from behind, even his breathing was silent.
"Help—help—" she yelled as hard as she could, but there was no response.

She was pressed at the bottom, unable to move, and did not dare to act rashly, for fear that violent movement would cause him a second injury.

She was flustered and had to force herself to calm down again.

She tried her best to touch Song Ziyuan with her backhand, to feel his presence.

She stroked his face with great difficulty, but she touched a stream of viscous liquid, he was bleeding, he must have bleed a lot
What to do, what should she do.
"Song Ziyuan, wake up." Lin Xiyou was full of fear, her voice was trembling, and her crying was choked and hoarse.

"Please wake up, can you hear my voice?"

"Song Ziyuan, please, can you open your eyes and look at me." Lin Xiyou kept talking, trying to regain his consciousness.

"Hmm" came a weak reply from above.

Lin Xiyou cried with joy, "You're awake, you're awake! How do you feel now?"

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, I will definitely not let you have trouble, stick to it, we will be rescued soon."

She kept instilling a sense of faith in him and awakened his willpower to survive, but she talked for a long time, but she didn't hear the slightest response from above.

Just when she was worried that he would fall into a coma again, she suddenly heard another sound of heaven.

"Well, I couldn't see you when I opened my eyes." There was endless grievance hidden in his weak voice, as if he was blaming himself or accusing, "You never looked at me again."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will never deliberately ignore you again."

"As long as you are safe and sound, I promise you everything, you must persevere, and I will always be here with you." Lin Xiyou cried and cried with a smile, her emotions tensed to the extreme.

"What are you?" Song Ziyuan said with difficulty.

"I'm fine, I'm not injured. How about you, how are you? Do you feel chest tightness and out of breath?" Lin Xiyou asked one by one to confirm Song Ziyuan's injury so that the next step of emergency treatment could be given.

"You're fine, that's fine." He said angrily.

At this time, Lin Xiyou was still concerned about whether she was safe or not, her eyes were red and swollen, "Why are you so stupid, why did you rush to save me so desperately?"

She asked distressedly and angrily, she was afraid that if the conversation stopped, he would fall into a coma.

Song Ziyuan exhausted all his strength, and gently held Lin Xiyou's blood-stained hand, "Choose one, I will protect you"

Lin Xiyou had been crying for a long time, when she held his hand tightly back, she felt the strength in her palm loosen suddenly.
"Song Ziyuan!"

Her heart ached suddenly, and she lost all perception.

She cried out his name heartbrokenly, begging to wake him up, but Song Ziyuan never responded to her again.
She shouted "Help" mechanically and numbly, and when she was falling into despair, she finally saw the faint dawn ahead
It was Bai Rui who sensed that something was wrong, and hurried over under the guidance of Qiu Le.

Lin Xiyou, who was highly tense, was already exhausted. When she saw the person coming, she fell into a coma before she could speak.
When she woke up from the hospital bed, she immediately sat up in shock and looked around for Song Ziyuan.

There was no one in the ward, she hastily pulled out the needle on the back of her hand, and was about to rush out the door to find someone, but was stopped by Bai Rui who pushed the door in.

"Where are the others?" Lin Xiyou was burning with anxiety, her eyes were red, and her voice was hoarse.

"I've been resuscitating, I just finished the operation." Bai Rui paused and looked at her steadily.

Lin Xiyou's breathing was stagnant, her palms were tightened, her voice was trembling, and she whispered to herself: "Surgery, surgery means hope. Then it will be fine, right?"

After a pause, Bai Rui chose to tell the truth: "In the intensive care unit, he is still in a coma, and he is not out of danger yet."

Lin Xiyou's mind was in a mess, and she couldn't keep calm. She begged Bai Rui to take her to the door of the intensive care unit to have a look.

Even if she just glanced at it, her heart could find a stable foothold.

He said he wished she could see him more
She stumbled all the way to the door of the intensive care unit, stuck to the thick glass, and stared fixedly at Song Ziyuan on the hospital bed.

His head was wrapped in snow-white gauze, and various tubes were inserted into his body. The numbers on the instrument were beating coldly and mechanically.

A person who is usually so noisy is now lying quietly on the hospital bed, lifeless.

Lin Xiyou prayed silently, the tears in her eyes were welling up, but she swallowed them back.

After she tried her best to calm down, Bai Rui said slowly, "Calm down?"

"Yes." Lin Xiyou stared intently at Song Ziyuan, and nodded.

"There is something, you need to know and beware."

"it is good."

Bai Rui's face was heavy, and he said every word: "The rolling stone landslide is not a natural disaster, nor is it accidental."