Half an hour later, under the continuous healing of Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Skill flowing into Qian Bing's body, the tremors wracking Qian Bing gradually weakened until they nearly stopped completely.
Only then did Tang San let out a long breath and slowly withdraw his Mysterious Heaven Skill.
Almost at the same moment, Qian Bing opened his eyes as well.
With that brief period to recover, the fear of death in his heart and the intense regret he had felt over taking the poison for Tang San had all gradually calmed.
He thought to himself:
I never expected Tang San to use the Mysterious Heaven Skill so openly before me just to save me. At least it wasn't for nothing that I nearly gave my life for him.
Now isn't the time to give up on myself. Even if heaven wants to take me, I'll fight with all I have until the very end!
Qian Bing's hope of survival ultimately overcame his earlier momentary despair. A resolute light gradually shone in his eyes as he said to Tang San:
"Xiao San, thank you. I won't say anything more. We've faced life and death together this time. If we make it out alive, I'll be your good brother for the rest of my life."
Tang San wiped the hot sweat from his forehead and answered without hesitation:
"Of course we will!"
It was unclear whether he meant that Qian Bing would survive, or that the two of them would become good brothers.
Qian Bing nodded with a smile. He looked strangely calm, as though he had already accepted life and death, and asked steadily:
"Tell me, how much time do I have left?"
Tang San's expression tightened. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to tell the truth.
"I'm sorry, Boss.