I can do it better.

Shen Li was prepared to die, in fact, he was more than ready when he felt something warm and wet trickle down his chest he thought that he succeeded in getting what he wanted but then even when more and more blood trickled down and he didn't feel anything. His chest was heaving and he didn't even feel the slightest bit of sting in his chest.

Frowning he opened his eyes and what he saw made him let go of the knife he was holding in his hands. 

Furious and angry, Yu Dong stood in front of him. Her hand was curled around the blade of the knife tightly because of her grip her hand was bleeding feverishly and as if she couldn't even feel a thing, she was still holding on to it even when he let go.