Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

[System notification: Target Ye Tianxing has suffered an avulsion fracture of his right ankle and is unable to continue moving.]

Bo Bing finally managed to dig the man out of the snow, but she was also exhausted.

"Avulsion fracture?"

Bo Bing frowned. "You mean he can't walk now?"

He could easily climb the snow-capped mountains by himself, but if he were to bring along a taller, immobile adult man, he wasn't sure if he could withstand the long, strenuous climb and trekking.

【Yes】

Alpha confirmed this, and Bo Bing's worries deepened. Even he had limited physical and mental strength, and couldn't withstand too many skill releases. Releasing skills too frequently in the snow mountain would cause his sanity to drop, and if he lost consciousness due to low sanity, the two of them would only face death in the snow mountain.

"Then why hasn't he woken up yet?"

Bo Bing asked doubtfully, "Hasn't Analgin already been used? Has it expired?"

[An Naijin will first take some time to restore 40% of the target's condition. Ye Tianxing is currently not even below 10% of his life danger level and cannot wake up on his own.]

60% is the worst acceptable state for a person to be self-reliant, 40% is the state of being seriously ill, 10% is the state of being able to go to the ICU and be intubated, and Ye Tianxing, whose life value almost disappeared just now, is estimated to be in the 1% state, which is the state of being able to be immortalized on the spot.

Bo Bing rubbed his forehead, took two deep breaths, took off his gloves, squatted down to find the bandages in the first aid kit, and placed the dry branches he had brought along the way beside him.

A flash of blue light appeared in his eyes, and a 3D image of his bone injury appeared in his mind.

[Bone Setting] Initiated.

With two soft clicks, the young man carefully lifted the swollen, disfigured limb, wrapped it with gauze, and used tree branches to secure the injury.

After finishing cleaning up, Bo Bing immediately put on gloves, and in just a short while, his hands were so cold that he couldn't feel them anymore.

He dragged the person to a sheltered spot, took a bite of his own dry rations to replenish his energy, and used the snow to moisten the rations, eating and drinking at the same time. The energy drink had turned to ice.

There were still quite a few bandages left, so he quickly opened [Yongquan], gritted his teeth, and put the dry inner lining of his clothes on Ye Tianxing, whose body was cold and stiff. He then put the backpack on his chest and tied Ye Tianxing to his back.

The heavy weight made Bo Bing grit his teeth. The pressure on his lumbar spine increased instantly. He groaned, gripped the rock with his hands, and slowly moved from the side.

Is it daybreak?

Ye Tianxing felt both cold and hot.

The feeling of being jolted.

He blinked hard, his eyes stinging, and slowly opened them. The sky was gray, but at least it wasn't black anymore. Because there was no sunlight, he couldn't tell roughly what time it was.

what happened?

The man found himself hanging on someone's back, his head resting on the other person's shoulder, his face completely covered by a scarf, with only his eyes, mouth, and nose showing.

Strangely, I felt better. Even though I was still cold, the cold and damp clothes on my body seemed to be kept warm and dry.

Did a passing hiker just happen to see me?

Ye Tianxing thought.

We're finally saved.

His right foot injury wasn't hurting as much anymore. He moved it gently and found that there were some unknown hard objects fixed around his ankle. It must have been the kind person who saved him and treated his wound at the same time.

That's impressive; he can even spot a closed wound.

Ye Tianxing didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but the snow-covered ground was already clearly visible in his vision.

It's morning now.

He tried to move his numb arm, and Bo Bing used extra force to make the binding more secure.

Bo Bing noticed his movement as soon as he moved.

The young man forced down a mouthful of saliva to moisten his throat, then turned his head. "Ye Tianxing, is he still alive?"

Ye Tianxing was stunned. Although he couldn't see Bo Bing's face clearly, he could tell who she was.

"Bo Bing...is that you?"

Ye Tianxing was stunned for a moment, then realized how foolish his question was. He was being carried on the other person's back; who else could it be but Bo Bing? "How...how did you find me?"

Bo Bing turned back and continued on his way. He thought for a moment and came up with a reasonable explanation.

"Didn't you blow the whistle?"

Ye Tianxing looked up in surprise and heard Bo Bing say those words.

"Based on that?"

Ye Tianxing was incredulous. He knew how he had fallen down the hillside repeatedly. Under those circumstances, how could this guy find him in the place where he had fallen repeatedly?

"The ever-standing Wall of Jericho can hear the cries of the drowning," Bo Bing said, bracing his knees against the rocks, veins bulging on his hands. "Besides..."

"I've been listening."

The young man's voice was hoarse and cold, yet it was more profound than any love confession.

Ye Tianxing opened his mouth slightly, his eyes stinging, but due to his high fever, he could no longer produce any fluids.

The man tightened his arms slightly, like a drowning person clinging to the only dead tree in the river.

"Does it hurt?"

Bo Bing scraped her knee against a rock and let out a soft groan. She comforted him, "Hang in there a little longer, the road conditions here are quite bad."

[Yongquan] is ongoing.

The young man fed the snow to the man behind him, saying, "Make do with this and drink some water. At this temperature, all drinks will freeze."

[Yongquan - External Treatment] activated. Treatment effect reduced by 50%.

After replenishing his fluids, Ye Tianxing surprisingly felt much lighter.

"Could you put me down... Bo Bing, I'm feeling better..."

Bo Bing knew, of course, that this was due to the system's skill. Without turning his head, he said, "If you want to cripple your right leg and be disabled for life, then get down."

Ye Tianxing didn't say anything more, but buried his head in Bo Bing's shoulder.

At this moment, he had so much to say, but not a single word came out.

He felt the young man's lean, youthful body exerting its strength with each climb up the snow-capped mountain, and he could hardly imagine that such a guy could carry an adult man through the mountains alone. Occasionally, the young man made a mistake, but he never stopped.

Ye Tianxing didn't know what he was feeling.

Mixed feelings.

The young man, cold on the outside but warm on the inside, Ye Tianxing gently closed his eyes. So that's how it is. No wonder Wen Yuan, Bai Zixiu and others are on good terms with him.

Who wouldn't like such a strong and understanding friend?

On the contrary, I, who have been in the entertainment industry for so many years, am still naively judging people by their appearance, making one-sided judgments about people, and mistaking someone who is not a typical good person for a bad person.

He felt that he was extremely shallow.

When he was on the verge of death, only the young man came to his rescue.

Ye Tianxing stared blankly at the snowfield.

—Is the whistle really that magical?

Ye Tianxing knew better than anyone that he had only struggled a couple of times on the verge of death, and that whistle probably wouldn't have carried that far.

Even in his final moments before entering a state of suspended animation, he was still praying to God.

But if not this way, how do we explain the young man finding himself?

—Do gods really exist in the world?