"Tell me, why did you wake up? How can you wake up? How can you live? You should die a painful death!" Lu Qi held He Zhengbai's neck and shook it while tightening her grip.
He Zhengbai was already in agony even without anyone touching him, let alone when someone was holding him and rubbing against him.
He Zhengbai could not scream.
However, his tears flowed like a river.
"Let go of me!"
"Let go of me!"
He Zhengbai cried. He could not speak. He could not even show a look of begging even if he wanted to.
His whole face was covered in bandages, so his expression could not be seen.
His eyes could not open, so his begging look was blocked by his eyelids.
He Zhengbai only had one thought: it was better that he died now.
Lu Qi pulled the oxygen mask away from his face and choked him hard.
He Zhengbai felt that he could not breathe and that his whole body was in pain from the burn.
His eyes even rolled back.
