On the battlefield of Qin, once someone suffered such injuries, even if they could barely hold on for a few days, they would eventually fester and bleed to death.
Looking at the younger generation still gathered around him, sharing the same blood as him, Bai Qi let out a weak cough. "Ahem, no need to worry about yourselves over me."
"I know this kind of injury; I won't survive it."
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