Chapter 369: Saliva Is the Best Disinfectant!

Old Fang fainted.

When the producer heard the news, he almost blacked out too.

‘Fuck! One disaster after another.’

“Keep the livestream going with Liu Qingqing. Get Old Fang to the hospital immediately, nothing can go wrong.”

The producer forced himself to stay focused. He hadn’t rested in over 30 hours, but at this moment, exhaustion didn’t matter. All he could feel was panic. His entire body was on edge, pacing restlessly like an ant on a hot pan.

“Old Fang just collapsed. What if Big Brother is next? This isn’t looking good. I’ve got a really bad feeling about all of this,” someone murmured in the studio.

Immediately, the room erupted into nervous chatter.

“Enough!”

The producer’s roar cut through the noise, making everyone’s scalps tingle.

For the first time, he had lost his temper in public.

Instantly, the room fell silent. Everyone lowered their heads, afraid to speak.

“You think we don’t have enough problems already? If something really happens to Wang Yun, you and I are both losing our jobs. Right now, all you can do is think positively. Pray that Brother Wang makes it through.”

After saying that, the producer stormed out.

He couldn’t stay in the studio any longer. If he did, he felt like he might pass out too.

All he could do now was go to the rooftop and pray.

On the Weibo platform, engineers had just finished repairing the crashed servers. They were finally about to breathe a sigh of relief when the news of Old Fang fainting hit the trending list.

They didn’t have time to check the news.

Didn’t have time to see what happened.

Didn’t even have time to take a breath.

One engineer had just lit a cigarette, barely beginning to relax when the servers crashed again.

This was a historic moment. The first time in history that Weibo’s servers crashed twice within an hour.

Twice.

One-third of the world’s internet users had flooded onto Weibo. That’s over a billion people. Weibo downloads skyrocketed into the millions. After more than a decade, Weibo had once again broken its all-time record for app downloads.

The situation was so extreme that even Weibo’s chairman personally rushed to the office.

***

Meanwhile, Xiao Qiao and her boyfriend stood on either side of Wang Yun, like two bodyguards.

“Big Bro, sit here for a bit. I’ll try to find some water to clean your wounds.”

After walking another 500 meters, Wang Yun’s face looked even worse.

Noticing this, they immediately stopped.

The blonde woman hesitated before suggesting, “Maybe we should keep moving? I’ve got a bad feeling the fire might spread this way again… Cough, cough!”

Wang Yun lifted his head, about to speak.

But before he could, Xiao Qiao stepped in front of him. She pointed at Wang Yun’s legs and feet.

“If you want to leave, go ahead. Big Brother risked his life to save us, he’s seriously injured. If he keeps pushing himself like this, he could end up losing a leg!” Xiao Qiao’s face was filled with anger.

Wang Yun watched her stand protectively in front of him, and suddenly a warm feeling spread through his chest.

This was the first time that a fan had protected him.

Before, it was always him protecting his fans.

At that moment, he thought of Xiao Yanran.

How was she doing now? If she saw him like this, would she be worried?

“Tch, listen to yourself. You make it sound like we’re trying to hurt Big Brother.” The blonde woman frowned, clearly unhappy with Xiao Qiao’s accusations.

The short-haired woman also chimed in, “Yeah! We’re just thinking about what’s best for him. And it’s not even that serious. Look, I got burned too!”

Saying that, she lifted her foot, showing everyone her injuries.

Her feet were covered in blisters. Some of them had popped, revealing raw, bloody skin. It was honestly a gruesome sight.

“Ha! That’s just a minor injury!”

Xiao Qiao’s boyfriend, who was a doctor, immediately squatted down. He dipped his fingers into his own saliva and said, “Big Bro, don’t be grossed out. Your wound is already infected, and the outer layer of tissue is severely damaged. Right now, we need to disinfect it. Saliva has some antiseptic effects. Bear with it.”

With that, he spat on Wang Yun’s foot.

“Mm, thanks.”

Wang Yun responded calmly. But the moment the saliva touched his wound—

“Hiss!”

He couldn’t stop himself from gasping in pain.

It hurt.

It hurt like hell. Even when he was saving people earlier, he hadn’t felt this much pain. But now it felt like someone was scraping his bones with a knife.

“Shit! Okay, okay, that’s enough!”

Wang Yun gritted his teeth, surprised at how much it actually hurt.

With his enhanced physique, he was supposed to be immune to normal pain, but today it hurt so bad he wanted to curse.

“Big Bro, just hang in there a little longer.”

Xiao Qiao’s boyfriend ignored Wang Yun’s reaction and continued.

“Xiao Qiao, go find some unburned soil, it has to be clean, dry soil!”

He knelt on the ground, carefully holding Wang Yun’s foot with both hands. He even let Wang Yun rest his foot on his knee.

Wang Yun, who was sitting on a rock, looked down at the scene and for a second, he felt a little weird about it.

To an outsider, it probably looked like this guy was kissing his foot or even proposing to him.

The whole situation was beyond bizarre.