C174 They Probably Won't Live!

If it weren't for the high work points awarded for cleaning pig pens, Gao Shenglee wouldn't have volunteered for the task.

Gao Shenglee's throat felt like it was on fire. He leaned against the doorframe, gasping for breath, and pointed behind him, stammering, "Qiuxiang... she's coughing up blood..."

Faang Tiehchui didn't catch what Gao Shenglee said, and his impatience was evident on his face