He clearly felt the pain, warm blood kept flowing from his chest. He saw himself smiling at the Grim Reaper. Suddenly, a rocket hit Xiaojiu's plane, blasting it into pieces. Lu Bai shouted, convulsed, and suddenly woke up, breathing intensely. He wore an oxygen mask, surrounded by doctors administering shocks. Chu Lin and Lin Jingsheng were almost in despair, but then the nearly flatlined ECG showed faint curves again, and Lu Bai slowly descended into darkness once more.
Everyone outside the intensive care unit breathed a sigh of relief. William and Liao Mengying were drenched in sweat. If Lu Bai died, they really didn't know how to face Lu Bai and Mu Liang. Lin Jingsheng's fury stemmed from their negligence in not noticing Lu Bai's high fever and coma – they had assumed he was merely too tired and asleep.
Wesley received the information, raising an eyebrow as Lu Bai once again brushed past the Grim Reaper.
