A searing pain in his chest made Su Chaoyang's steps increasingly heavy. Mu Xiangwan sensed him struggling and turned to look, only to find him drenched in sweat, his face pale. Her heart skipped a beat.
"Su Chaoyang...Su Chaoyang..." She called out to him in panic. He gave her a faint smile, then slowly slid down against a tree trunk.
Mu Xiangwan tried to support him, but he was too heavy for her to manage, so she ended up sobbing as they both sat down on the ground.
"Su Chaoyang... What's wrong with you? Please don't scare me..." As her fear intensified, she watched beads of sweat roll down his forehead and clumsily tore off a sleeve to wipe his sweat.
Leaning against the tree trunk, Su Chaoyang finally felt somewhat better. A feeling of haziness took over him intermittently, but he strove to stay conscious, reassuring her by holding her hand, "I'm okay... I won't die, don't worry."
