Before he could voice out his thoughts, Lin Huang covered his mouth with his hand.
"Shhh..." His voice was rough, his shirt was torn and burnt ones side.
The door into the secret lounge closed after Lin Huang pressed the remote control.
He slumped down onto the floor and the sky brightened too, he vomited blood as he felt his gut churning and his entire body on fire.
The temperatures were high and he was sweating profusely, Zhou Hua who was sitting in bed hurriedly got off and bent down to check on him.
"What happened to you?" His voice quivered as his hands tremble after scrutinizing at to what extent degree of his burns.
His outer skin had charred off and you could see the exposed flesh on his left side shoulder down to the arm.
"I will be fine..." He mumbled hoarsely but he only understood the kind of pain he was going through.