This is the entertainment industry! No tantrums or shouting allowed!

Wen Yao often thought that humans are truly amazing creatures.

Sometimes, the brilliance of kindness shines far brighter than diamonds.

Sometimes, malicious hands drag people into the mire of hell.

Across the internet, someone told a complete stranger who was contemplating suicide, "This world is a wonderful place. Come to my city and I'll treat you to something delicious."

Some people couldn't wait and typed excitedly, "Jump! Why don't you jump already? Don't you know that waiting for you to jump is wasting my time and data!"

It's as if anyone can judge a person.

"You're really amazing," Wen Yao said. "In those kids' eyes, you must be a very responsible and reliable older sister."

Yun Yue was a little embarrassed. She really wanted to say that she wasn't nearly as good as Wen Yao had described...

But for some reason, just because of one sentence from Wen Yao, she felt a lump in her throat.

People who rarely receive affirmation are often overwhelmed with gratitude and anxiety by a casual compliment from others.

"Th...thank you," Yunyue murmured softly.

Wen Yao smiled and said, "I should be thanking you for making me such a delicious meal. Let me help you chop the vegetables."

Yunyue didn't know how to refuse, and stood there helplessly.

At first, she was worried and kept glancing at Wen Yao.

It must be admitted that Wen Yao's cooking skills are comparable to her poison-making skills, but she is still very efficient at her work.

They quickly prepared all the ingredients for Yunyue and even brought over two buckets of water.

"what--"

Screams came from the chicken coop, and Wen Yao looked up.

"I've been hit by a wooden plank!" Lu Anbo screamed in anguish. "Quick, get the first-aid kit!"

She couldn't help but click her tongue softly.

What a sturdy wooden plank!

How can you say he was hit by the plank? He clearly attacked the plank with his foot!

Wen Yao went over to join the fun, thinking it was a serious injury, but it turned out to be just a minor cut.

Lu Anbo yelled like he had cancer: "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and disinfect, apply medicine, and bandage me!"

Nobody bothered to talk to him.

Wen Yao: "Do you really need to bandage this? If it had been any later, it probably would have healed on its own."

Everyone was struggling to hold back their laughter.

Lu Anbo's face turned pale: "What if I get infected? Will I have to have my leg amputated?"

He found a fixed camera position and shouted into the lens, "Director! Quickly, get a helicopter to take me to the hospital emergency room!"

Director Cui was quite worried, since his show always prioritizes the safety of its guests.

When I zoomed in on the image, I was speechless.

This is such a minor injury that even doctors would consider it a waste of medical resources if you went to the hospital.

“Teacher Lu, please calm down,” Director Cui said. “Our first-aid kit can handle your wound perfectly.”

Hearing Director Cui's heartless voice, Lu Anbo lost control of his emotions: "How could you treat me like this? I'm injured! I already said I'm injured!"

The saplings in the live stream were so heartbroken that they cried.

I can't even imagine how much pain and heartbreak my brother must be in.

[Ugh, that unscrupulous production team, go die, die, die!!]

[She cried so hard she couldn't catch her breath. He's like a god to us fans. Is this how you treat our idol?]

...

The other audience members were completely baffled.

"No...it's just a scratch..."

[You don't even need a band-aid, okay? What are you yelling about?]

[He's not even dead yet, and his fans are already mourning him? I don't understand, but I'm deeply shocked.]

...

After making a fuss for a long time, Lu Anbo finally got someone willing to talk to him.

— Lin Xinwei.

Upon seeing her, Wen Yao was utterly impressed.

Even though her younger brother was crying so hard from his injury, she still insisted on finishing her full makeup and curling all her hair. Her dedication to beauty is truly astounding.

"Amber, how are you? Amber, don't scare me, Amber!"

"Sister..." Finally, someone cared about him, and Lu Anbo choked up, "Sister, it hurts, it hurts so much..."

Lin Xinwei looked distressed: "Don't be afraid, I'll bandage you up."

The crowd fell silent, filled with doubt and shock.

Was this wound supposed to be bandaged?

[So sweet, the sibling relationship is amazing!]

Only Amber protected Violet, and only Violet cared for Amber.

The mutual support and kinship shown in the show "Survival of All" is perhaps the greatest significance of this program.

...

Fans were praising the sibling-like relationship between the two. Lin Xinwei opened the first-aid kit, took out cotton swabs and iodine, and applied them to Lu Anbo's injured foot. The next second—

"yue."

The sound of Lin Xinwei gagging could be heard throughout the live stream.

Lu Amber: "Sister?"

"I'm fine." Lin Xinwei forced a smile, intending to disinfect Lu Anbo's hands, but as she got closer, she stammered, "Yue..."

Wen Yao ruthlessly exposed the truth: "Dude, haven't you washed your feet in days?"

Lu Anbo blushed: "I wash every day!"

Gu Yan added tacitly, "Oh, so it's just smelly feet."

"I didn't do it! Don't talk nonsense!" Lu Anbo broke down, trying to prove himself, "Sis, my feet don't smell, right?"

Lin Xinwei: "Yes, it doesn't smell... it doesn't smell..."

Holy crap, I feel like my phone is compromised.

My tablet seems to be starting to smell.

Even gold miners can't find divine gold like Lu Anbo's. This little injury can be disinfected by yourself. Look how much it's fuming Wei-jie.

[Fun fact: Foot odor may lead to lung fungal infection]

...

In the end, Lin Xinwei persevered and applied medicine to Lu Anbo, and even wrapped his feet in layers of gauze.

Wen Yao strongly suspected that she was afraid of being fumed by the smoke...

"Let me help you back to your tent to rest." Lin Xinwei tried to help Lu Anbo up, but she couldn't get him up after two attempts. Instead, she made Lu Anbo fall and wince.

"Sorry, I'm not strong enough..." Lin Xinwei looked at Fu Wanzhou with a delicate and frail appearance, "Young Master Fu, can you lend a hand?"

Fu Wanzhou asked earnestly, "Could you disinfect the hand that touched his feet first?"

Lin Xinwei: "..."

Lu Anbo was hurt by Fu Wanzhou's words, and he angrily pushed Lin Xinwei away: "I don't need anyone to help me! I can do it myself!"

"You don't need to look at me with such disgust, like I'm something dirty! I'm a person too, I have dignity... Ah!!!"

Anger clouded his already barren mind, and Lu Anbo crashed headfirst into a half-built chicken coop.

Timber and the roof slammed into his calves with a crackling sound, and he screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

Everyone was stunned.

How did you manage to crash into such a wide road with such perfect accuracy?

Even machines are smarter than you, bro!

"Blood...so much blood..." Lu Anbo cried in terror, "Help, help me! Ahhhhh!"

Lin Xinwei frantically rummaged through the first-aid kit, using all the gauze meant for stopping bleeding to wrap Lu Anbo's foot, unable to find any other suitable medication for the time being.

Yun Yue hurriedly grabbed a handful of herbs that Wen Yao and Fu Qianchuan had picked: "Would applying this externally be effective?"

Snapped--

Lin Xinwei slapped him across the face, her chest heaving violently.

"Do you want to kill my brother?!"