Mingshen narrowed his eyes. He eyed Bojing. "We cannot lose him. Get ready for shock treatment if we see him sinking."
Bojing nodded his head and was ready.
Wei was gasping heavily and the more time passed, the more his breaths became fierce. He clenched and unclenched his fists, his chest heaving up and down. His brows furrowed, and sweat broke on his forehead as he felt slight pain in his chest.
Mingshen and Bojing continuously monitored that his heart was in stable condition. The moment they would find any abnormality, they rushed to his rescue.
With their help, Wei was finally stabilized, and his messed up breathing came back to normal. He fought to keep his eyes open the entire time because he feared if the darkness enveloped him again, he would never be able to wake up.
There was Lihua. There were his unborn twins who needed him.
I cannot…be like this…
