"You! You!" Shi Feng uttered intermittently.
"What's the matter, Little Shi? You seem so weak. Don't talk for now, okay? I've heard that if a person is about to die and they say everything they want to say, then they'll die!" Seeing Shi Feng speak intermittently, Jin Mo quickly said with urgency.
"You! You... Stop shaking me; if you keep... shaking me, I'm really... going to die!"
After Shi Feng weakly finished saying the word "die," his eyes closed again, and he passed out.
"Ah! Ah!" Jin Mo heard Shi Feng's words and saw him pass out again, her pretty face losing its color again, "Little Shi, you can't fall asleep again. I'll stop shaking you now; I didn't mean to, please don't die!"
"Little Shi, you couldn't have been shook to death by me, could you? If that's true, I'll feel so guilty!"
"Little Shi, should I bandage your wounds? But I've never done it before, I don't know how!"