Chen Shouyi walked while occasionally coughing lightly, blood frothing out from his mouth and nose incessantly.
He reached out to wipe it, his hand was full of blood, with traces of lung fragments mixed in.
This injury was more severe than the one from a couple of days ago, where the wound couldn't heal due to toxin contamination, leading to excessive bleeding, and was merely a superficial injury. But this time, his lungs were severely damaged, opened into a large hole.
He glanced at the wound which he tried to close by tightening the surrounding muscles, but it still gushed blood like a small mouth, so he reached to cover it forcefully.
