"Master, please spit out less blood!" Ji rushed into the luxurious living room carrying the master on his back like his life depended on it. He let the master sit on a chair and immediately bellowed, "Someone, quickly go fetch the doctor!"
As the master's personal servant, he naturally held more power than the other servants in the mansion.
"Yes!" A servant immediately went to do so.
Jin Xun painfully held his chest with one hand and grabbed Ji's elbow with the other, "My injury is very serious..."
"Indeed." Ji started crying out of urgency, "Master, your blood is so precious, how can you spit out so much..."
"This is because I've been angered..."
"Master, you mean you are injured."
"I am both angry and injured..." he said, and then vomited another pool of blood, "In my entire life, the blood I've spat out combined isn't as much as I have tonight... I'm so furious..."
Ji hurriedly patted his back, "Don't be angry, Master. It pains me so."