The third hour.
The pain had increased tenfold from the beginning, Huo Juanyan felt as if his entire body was in a sea of fire, with poison filling the seams of his bones.
Under the dual torment, his body no longer felt like his own.
There was even a moment when he thought he was back in that car accident from years ago, when he lost his legs.
"Mm…"
Unable to hold back any longer, a cry of pain escaped through his clenched teeth.
Nan Yu asked, "Do you need me to alleviate the pain?"
Huo Juanyan clearly heard these words, and he remembered what Nan Yu said yesterday, that he must stay conscious and endure the pain in order to recover sooner.
He shook his head with difficulty, "No."
He decisively rejected Nan Yu's suggestion.
There was a certain gravity in Nan Yu's gaze as she started to cheer Huo Juanyan on.
"Then hang in there, just a little longer, two hours will quickly pass."
"Mm."
