Lu Xingshen watched Shi Nuan get into the car and leave, a sudden intense pain surged through his heart, even overshadowing the pain on his body, and he collapsed to the ground.
He didn't mention that in order to save Chu Zhan, his leg was scalded and lost a piece of skin by a piece of scorching hot iron as he entered the sea of fire, the burning pain was intense.
And when he jumped off the building, fearing Chu Zhan couldn't take it, he instinctively used his own body to cushion Chu Zhan, causing his entire back to be severely impacted.
Speaking made his chest hurt; the words he spoke were almost squeezed out by biting his tongue to pieces, and now with space empty, his mouth was filled with a metallic taste, the pain nearly obliterated his thoughts.
"Xiao Nuan."
He kneeled on one knee on the ground, gasping for breath with a voice that was hoarse as to be nearly inaudible.
