A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 347: Saved, Someone’s in Trouble

Chapter 347: Chapter 347: Saved, Someone’s in Trouble

Song Shiwei bit her tongue tip, struggling to regain consciousness. With Lin Hao’s support, she stood up and took small steps. Each step made her shiver from the cold.

Shen Yanhe exhaled a breath of white mist, squinting at the gradually diminishing rain outside, she got up and said, "The rain has lightened, I’m going to find some firewood, and pile it up on the shore to burn."

This was a common survival method for people stranded on a deserted island.

Finding firewood on the deserted island and lighting it, using the thick smoke rising from the firewood to send a distress signal to a distant search and rescue team.

"You guys just stay here." Shen Yanhe brushed her damp hair back, "Look after yourselves first, don’t hold me back."

This deserted island was unlike the ones specially developed by the program team.

It was completely untouched by humans.

Various dangers lurked in the island’s jungles.

Right now, she wasn’t in a state to protect the other two in the jungle.

Song Shiwei also understood this logic, even if her heart was full of worry, she could only nod and let Shen Yanhe do it.

Otherwise, all three of them would die here.

"Yanyan, be careful."

"And take this." Lin Hao took out a soggy lighter from his pocket and handed it to her, "You’ll need it in a bit."

He was now very grateful for his smoking habit.

Otherwise, it would have been very difficult for Shen Yanhe to find a source of fire after piling up the materials.

Shen Yanhe nodded, tidily tied up her hair, and stepped away, walking into the jungle.

Having just experienced a storm, all the plants in the jungle were drenched.

Shen Yanhe found a large tree, carefully avoiding areas under the tree where snake nests could be, and with difficulty, she gathered some dry leaves.

She quickly piled the dry leaves on the sand and added a few soaked dead branches on top before she took out the lighter to ignite the messy heap.

Soon, the dry leaves were lit, and thick black smoke curled up towards the sky.

Shen Yanhe looked up at the sky.

Now, all that was left was for the search and rescue team to spot the smoke and come to save them.

Meanwhile.

People from various forces had already searched the surrounding sea area thoroughly.

A private plane was continuously circling over the sea, flying toward a more distant area.

Fu Yanhe was piloting the private plane, his gaze tightly fixed on the sea below, afraid to miss a trace of Shen Yanhe. The voice of Wu Fang came through his headphones.

"Master Fu, the people below have swept the surrounding sea area. They haven’t found her; the lady might have been washed by the waves to a farther place."

Fu Yanhe’s expression was calm, but his voice was extremely hoarse, "Keep searching, look further out, we must find her!"

Wu Fang: "Yes!"

Just then, Fu Yanhe’s gaze suddenly fixed on the rising black smoke in the distance.

His pupils contracted sharply, and his hands trembled slightly as he piloted the plane, he flew towards the direction of the smoke without hesitation.

On the island’s sandy beach, Song Shiwei and Shen Yanhe sat huddled together, while Lin Hao sat to one side, tending the fire.

With the source of fire, the three warmed up a bit, but they were still emitting chills.

"Will someone come to rescue us?" Song Shiwei’s vision was already blurry as she murmured softly.

Shen Yanhe’s complexion was pale, but her expression still calm, "They will."

Song Shiwei’s vision began to darken, and her pupils turned listless as she looked at the sky, "Yanhe, I think I see my parents..."

Shen Yanhe struggled to keep her consciousness clear and she even smiled slightly, "When we get back safely, I’ll go with you to the cemetery to see Uncle and Auntie."

Perhaps because of her physical weakness, Song Shiwei talked a bit more. She mumbled softly, "I’m afraid they’re still blaming me."

Because she was foolish, because she misjudged people, the Song family suffered calamity.

How could they possibly want to see her, the unfilial daughter?

Shen Yanhe pursed her lips, then fell silent.

On the island without mobile phones and watches, Shen Yanhe did not know how much time had passed.

All she felt was the sky gradually darkening and the wind over the sea growing stronger. She kept numbly throwing driftwood onto the beach’s pile of wood, trying to prevent it from going out.

Lin Hao couldn’t hold on and fell into unconsciousness, and Song Shiwei also fainted against Shen Yanhe’s shoulder.

At this moment, time seemed to stretch interminably.

Shen Yanhe was already showing symptoms of tinnitus; aside from the buzzing in her ears, she couldn’t hear anything else.

Just then, a hand suddenly reached out from behind her and touched her shoulder.

The feeling on her shoulder made Shen Yanhe’s nerves tense in the confusion, and muscle memory made her subconsciously grab the hand to throw it forward.

But before she could move, she was pulled into a warm embrace.

A familiar scent of sandalwood enveloped her, bringing her out of the confusion and with an unprecedented sense of safety.

Her tense nerves relaxed at this moment.

Shen Yanhe blinked slowly, clutched Fu Yanhe’s clothes, and murmured lowly, "Yanhe... I’m so sleepy..."

Her voice grew fainter, and her eyes slowly closed. "I’ll sleep for a while..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Yanhe’s body went limp and she slumped into Fu Yanhe’s arms.

Fu Yanhe’s long and powerful arms encircled her waist, lifting her halfway up. He looked at the woman in his arms, drenched, pale, with purplish lips, his eyes deep and dark.

Above the sky, the rumbling sound of several search and rescue helicopters from the net operation was still audible.

Fu Yanhe held Shen Yanhe tightly, as if clutching a cherished treasure that had been lost and found again. He freed one hand to tap his earpiece, contacted Wu Fang, and instructed him to come over to take Song Shiwei and Lin Hao away.

Wu Fang acted swiftly. The search and rescue helicopter arrived and took Lin Hao and Song Shiwei from the beach to the hospital.

Elsewhere.

People from other forces also received the message that the missing persons had been found and stopped their search efforts.

Fu Yanhe, carrying Shen Yanhe, exited the plane and, holding her, headed to the villa he had just purchased in the town. After contacting Liu Fang, who was part of the team, he helped her wash up and change into dry clothes.

After all this was done, he carefully laid Shen Yanhe onto the bed.

Just as Liu Fang arrived.

After examining Shen Yanhe, he reported, "Her temperature is a bit high, and with soaking in seawater and being exposed to the wind, she’s definitely caught a chill; she’s going to suffer a bit."

Liu Fang rifled through his medicine box, took out several types of medicine, and handed them to Fu Yanhe: "First, give the madam some medicine. If the fever doesn’t break by tonight, we’ll need to give her an injection."

Fu Yanhe hummed in acknowledgment, sat by the bed, and gently touched Shen Yanhe’s feverishly flushed cheeks, his tone cold, "Go find out what exactly happened here."

Why was it that everyone from the program crew was successfully rescued ashore?

How did Shen Yanhe and the other two end up stranded on an isolated island?

If he hadn’t happened to be in town.

If his search hadn’t been quick...

The consequences would have been unimaginable.

Liu Fang’s expression became grave, and he nodded respectfully, "Yes."

Someone is going to have a bad time.