Yang Huaixi raised his head, fighting to pull the corners of his mouth into a reassuring smile, but it only triggered a violent fit of coughing.
The taste of rust spread in his mouth. He forcefully swallowed the blood back down his throat and said in a hoarse voice:
"It's nothing, let's go. Your big brother can take it."
His right hand pressed secretly against his ribs, trying to conceal the muscles twitching from pain, but he could not fool Dour's tear-filled eyes.
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