"Boss, are you okay?"
Seeing Zhang Yang's state, Han Qiang was slightly taken aback, then immediately turned around to the cabin, quickly taking out a bottle of Coke, unscrewed the cap, and handed it over.
Zhang Yang took the Coke without hesitation and gulped down several big sips. Only after the Coke made its way down did he feel the heart palpitations and hand tremors ease up a bit.
"Damn! The fish-fighting took too long, I'm exhausted! Running on adrenaline during the livestream, I managed to hold out, but once the fish was released and things calmed down, I just couldn't handle it!" Zhang Yang said a little sheepishly.
"Stop running around, take a break. I'll go get you some food! Why push yourself so hard? If you're tired of reeling in fish, just call me in to take over so you can rest! No need to take on the fish solo!"
Off the livestream, Han Qiang, like a nagging old woman, started to ramble at Zhang Yang.
