He picked her up and allowed her to lean against his chest while using his fist to hammer on her back. Lightning flashed relentlessly in the heavens, as the thunder shook the earth. Amidst the pitch black of the night, only those streaks of white occasionally lit up the surroundings.
"Wake up! Wake up!"
"Cough cough…" A wave of light coughs replied to him, as Zhuge Yue quickly grabbed Chu Qiao by her shoulders and stared into her eyes. He asked, "Are you awake? Are you awake?"
Chu Qiao's cough was initially very light, but it worsened, as became more and more vigorous. Muddy water was expelled from her lungs, as her face was flushed an unnatural red. Lying in Zhuge Yue's embrace, she could not even talk, as she continued to cough.