Cheung Qi immediately leaned over him.
"A-Feng?"
Gou Feng didn't seem to hear him, as his breathing became faster.
"Shh... easy. Easy…"
Another breath caught painfully in the young man's throat, making him cough dryly and take a deep breather again as if he was chasing the air inside his lungs.
Cheung Qi's expression changed at once.
He quickly supported the young man's shoulders, preventing him from falling forward.
"Hey, hey, look at me. Look at me."
But, Gou Feng seemed distracted and couldn't hear him still, his breathing remained uneven.
His gaze continuously darted around the unfamiliar interior of the car, as if he couldn't understand where he was.
Cheung Qi placed one hand firmly against his upper back.
"Easy… easy, breathe slowly. Steady. That's right. Listen to my voice. Slowly breath…"
Gou Feng tried to follow his instructions, but another shaky breath escaped him.
Cheung Qi's hand immediately gently caresses his back, anchoring him from losing focus.
