The soldiers gathered around Zhou Yicheng quietly, the unconscious man looking as good as gone. Within a short time, he had gotten much skinnier – his cheekbones were protruding, and his cheeks had sunken. He seemed to be losing flesh and blood rapidly, his pulse weakening.
More pus seeped from his body at a faster rate. It was not just the tiny holes made by the thorns that leaked. It seemed that every pore on his body was leaking pus. He looked as if he was decaying as pus pooled under his body. It gave out a stench, not unlike that of a decomposed corpse.
The atmosphere was depressing. Some of the soldiers had tears in their eyes.
There was a big number of people around Zhou Yicheng, so Huang Jiahui watched from afar, her eyes flitting to the door from time to time. The man’s only hope of survival now was Luo Yuan. She could only pray that he’d be in time.
A while later, heavy footsteps came from outside along with the sound of a big object being dragged on the ground.
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