I Awakened to a Farming TALENT

## Chapter 52: How the Incident Trended Online

#ZhangXinziFaintsDuringLiveStream#

#ZhangXinziResuscitated#

Within moments, Weibo's trending topics were dominated by the unexpected incident.

At first, many netizens assumed it was just another publicity stunt by the unpopular actress.

But when curious viewers clicked into the video, they realized something was wrong. Zhang Xinzi's pale face and dark purple lips could not have been faked.

In an instant, countless people began discussing the incident. Prayers and doubts flooded in, and the topic exploded in a blaze of purple-red trending heat.

Beyond Zhang Xinzi's collapse itself, Jiang Tingyun's immediate CPR response also shot up the trending charts.

Some praised Jiang Tingyun for her quick decision-making, accurate assessment, proper technique, and decisive rescue.

Others argued that Jiang Tingyun was not a professional—that her chest compression depth was terrifying, and that moving the patient so carelessly was reckless.

Then, a single comment quietly appeared.

**【Isn't that tofu-making Chef Jiang... the same Dr. Jiang who used to work in our hospital's emergency department?】**

**【?????????】**

**【Are you mistaken? Didn't they say she'd been making tofu for years??】**

**【Wait, that's quite a leap. You can switch from tofu selling to medicine?】**

**【It really seems to be Dr. Jiang! I almost went into shock from an allergic reaction before, and she saved me! Thumbs up for Dr. Jiang!】**

**【Is this all a stunt? Did Zhang Xinzi fake it? Is the real goal to promote this Dr. Jiang?】**

**【Don't talk nonsense. This is a life-or-death matter. Do you think you can just perform chest compressions on a healthy person? What's wrong with you?】**

**【Damn! Zhang Xinzi got so lucky! There happened to be a doctor right next to her】**

Jiang Tingyun had rushed out without her phone, completely unaware of the firestorm online.

When she heard that Zhang Xinzi's vital signs were stable and she had been transferred to the ICU for observation, she finally relaxed. How well she would recover was no longer within Jiang Tingyun's control.

Seeing that the hospital no longer needed her, Jiang Tingyun informed the production team and left the hospital with Pei Jingmo, slowly walking back toward Qionghua Eatery.

...

"Jiang Tingyun, why did you quit?" Pei Jingmo asked suddenly, idly playing with a leaf by the roadside.

Jiang Tingyun laughed softly. "Show some respect. Call me Sect Master."

"Probably because I'm a coward," she said, looking up at the sky. Dark clouds drifted slowly away, revealing the bright moonlight. "I was too afraid to be responsible for someone's life."

"But so many times, I also felt powerless. And I was even more afraid of making a mistake."

She thought of her father's blurry figure—once so tall and strong, later reduced to a barely alive state by illness.

Then she thought of her mother's pale face. She had once been radiant, full of life's vitality, but she too had slowly withered from disease. Her last words had been: don't resuscitate me anymore. It hurts too much.

Later, Jiang Tingyun became a doctor—saving lives, healing the wounded. She saved many people, but there were also many she couldn't save, no matter how hard she tried.

She was terrified of the disappointed faces of family members. She knew too well how much that pain hurt.

Of course, she also grew tired of endless night shifts, endless exams, and the tense doctor-patient relationships.

All of it drained her, made her more and more numb...

Jiang Tingyun pulled herself back from her thoughts and smiled. "The real reason was too many night shifts. I was losing tons of hair. See how sparse my part line is? All from those night shifts! Haha!"

Pei Jingmo's gaze was deep, impossible to read.

...

Late that night, Zhang Xinzi's agency finally issued a statement.

The statement confirmed that Zhang Xinzi had indeed experienced a serious cardiac event. But thanks to timely resuscitation, she was now out of danger and being hospitalized for observation.

Many people breathed long sighs of relief upon hearing the news.

No matter how much they disliked a celebrity, most netizens didn't harbor any deep grudge against Zhang Xinzi. No one wanted to watch a living, breathing person die right before their eyes.

The leadership of Fenghuang Film Studio and the local TV station also relaxed halfway. At least no one had died. But the fallout would still be a massive headache.

Hearing that Zhang Xinzi was out of danger, netizens started cracking light-hearted jokes again.

**【Here's a dark joke—Zhang Xinzi finally got a trending topic. The price was almost dying.】**

**【Is Zhang Xinzi unlucky or lucky? Unlucky to collapse, but lucky to have an emergency doctor right there.】**

**【After Zhang Xinzi gets out of the hospital, she'd better buy a few dozen pounds of Fenghuang tofu to thank that woman.】**

**【So is she a chef, a tofu seller, or a doctor? I'm so confused. But thumbs up to this kind-hearted woman.】**

**【Who cares? This just proves that CPR needs to be taught to everyone.】**

Some netizens watched the video repeatedly and couldn't resist commenting.

**【Am I the only one who thinks... that tofu-making woman has serious boyfriend energy? She looks so slender and frail, but that princess carry was freaking amazing.】**

**【...What tofu-making woman? Call her beautiful sister. Sister is so cool. She's so strong!】**

**【LOL, seriously. Some male celebrities should watch this. Stop blaming the female lead for not losing weight just because you're too weak to do a princess carry.】**

**【She's so cool... Even though she's a woman, starting today, she's my husband!!】**

**【Waaah, so cool. And why am I only now noticing her features? She's got such class and charm!】**

**【Damn! You're right!】**

Jiang Tingyun had no idea she had inexplicably become an internet sensation.

And what drew people's attention wasn't her delicious food or her decisive CPR—but the fact that she was strong and her princess carry was cool?

Right now, she was busy fielding calls and messages from her former colleagues and friends.

Many of them called or texted, asking whether the tofu-making Chef Jiang in Fenghuang Town was her.

After receiving confirmation, everyone was stunned.

Cao Zhizhi, a close friend from her previous department, practically roared into the phone: "Jiang Tingyun, what the hell are you doing?!"

"You said you changed jobs! You haven't updated your Moments in so long—we thought you'd gone to some even bigger hospital!"

The voice was deafening. Jiang Tingyun quickly held the phone away from her ear. "...It is a job change. I'm just running a farmhouse restaurant now, selling tofu and wontons."

Cao Zhizhi couldn't believe it. "That's called switching careers! You studied medicine for so many years, and you just quit? You used to say that even if you stopped being a doctor, you'd at least work for the Health Commission!"

Jiang Tingyun laughed awkwardly. "That was the plan, but life happened. And honestly, running a small restaurant is really nice."

"If you're happy, that's what matters." Cao Zhizhi gritted her teeth. "But why did you disappear for so long? If it weren't for the trending topic, we still wouldn't know where you are. Aren't we friends?"

Jiang Tingyun smiled as she held the phone. "Of course we're still friends. You're all welcome to come eat at my Qionghua Eatery anytime."

"Just wait!" Cao Zhizhi snapped and hung up.