He had experienced life and death countless times, watching his comrades and brothers die before his eyes. But never had he felt as desperate as he did now; he couldn't even bear to imagine what he would do if Xiao Ning died.
What would be the point of living then?
Sheng Ning's vision blurred as she faintly saw the face of Living Yama, warm, worried, heartbroken. It was because of her, wasn't it? How wonderful, she finally had a man who cared for her deeply.
"Xiao Ning, you mustn't be in trouble, you just mustn't, understand?" Xu Qigang's voice was hoarse, even slightly nasal.
"Don't worry..." Sheng Ning gave him a faint smile, "I won't die from such a minor injury, I know. I won't die... I definitely won't have any trouble, I still want to marry you, and we still need to have a cute baby together..."
