Using some of his internal force, Xian Wu pumped Lai Yiteng's chest and got his heart to flow and function properly, the entire process took a few minutes. Although it was true that it was a dangerous situation, Xian Wu knew that Lai Yiteng would not kick the bucket so easily! Ugh, otherwise he'd feel too guilty for eating a dumpling during that time he was dying.
At the end of it Lai Yiteng faintly crinkled his brow, his lips parting as he coughed up another bout of bad blood.
"…what am I going to do with you," Xian Wu chided softly. He wiped the blood off his face.
Sweat dotted Xian Wu's brow. He felt like his stress-free life for the past two years had just been a false calm, now all the stress he was required to undergo in this life had amassed for that fateful day that he met Lai Yiteng.
Speak of the devil, Lai Yiteng's lashes trembled, seeming as though he were about to awaken. Xian Wu soon locked gaze with two blurry and empty pupils.
