When Qi Haoran was thrown to the ground, his back hit the firewood on the ground and it hurt, but he didn't even frown. He only opened his eyes when he heard the sound of the door closing and footsteps becoming more distant.
However, his limbs were still weak. When he saw Fan Zijin lying on the side, he could not help but go forward and bump against him with his body. Judging from the way the other party did not react at all, it seemed that he was really unconscious.
Qi Haoran felt dizzy, thirsty, and extremely uncomfortable. He felt that he might as well really faint. At least he would feel better that way. However, his remaining willpower told him that if he really fainted, the other party might really dismember them into many pieces and bury the parts separately. That would be a tragic death.
