Qin Ci was carried on Shao Ling's back. He could no longer restrain himself from vomiting thick blood. With waves of convulsions, Shao Ling could hardly carry him.
"Brother Qin---Brother Qin, hold on, Brother Qin! We'll be at the autograph place soon! We'll be there soon!" Owen Wei Luo Ke screamed in a panic.
Qin Ci tried hard to suppress the churning in his stomach, holding the thick blood that kept flowing into his mouth from his throat, and said incoherently: "Let...let me...go...don't...drag...you down...it's too late...for me..."
"---It's still in time! We'll be there soon! We'll be there soon!" Owen Wei's voice was filled with tears as he ran behind Shao Ling. In the light of his cell phone, Qin Ci's clothes were soaked with blood, which was dripping down.
There is nothing more unbearable than watching a companion who had been through thick and thin with him struggle and die in agony right in front of him. Owen Wei couldn't help choking up, while Luo Ke and Wu You beside him had already burst into tears.
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