Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1115: Chapter 1115: He Will Persevere to the End Chapter 1115: Chapter 1115: He Will Persevere to the End “Cough, cough…” He suddenly bent over and coughed forcefully a few times, spitting out a lot of black saliva.

Leaning on his knees, Ruan Tianling slowly caught his breath, and it took a while before he felt less uncomfortable.

“What’s next?” he asked indifferently, straightening up.

They wanted to humiliate him, make him lose face, but he remained calm, not showing the slightest sign of feeling humiliated.

His composure actually made the two black-clad subordinates uneasy.

It was as if they were the ones being humiliated.

“Next, you’ll go downstairs and run ten laps with a weight. If you can finish within the set time, the game will be over,” the man in black said with a smile.

Ruan Tianling pursed his lips. They weren’t being too hard on him, but all the tasks they gave him involved strenuous exercise.

What was the purpose?

To accelerate his blood circulation, so the virus would spread faster, causing his body to give out?

Wouldn’t a sick person doing strenuous exercise either faint or go into shock?

“Cough, cough…” Ruan Tianling coughed forcefully a few times, managing to say in a steady voice, “How much time is allowed?”

“The grass outside is four hundred meters per lap. You have ten minutes. If you can finish, we’ll take you to see the boss right away.”

“How much weight?”

“Ten kilograms.”

Ruan Tianling’s eyes were ice cold, “Let’s go, starting now.”

He had just done a hundred push-ups, and now he had to run four thousand meters within ten minutes, with a ten-kilogram weight no less…

If he hadn’t been ill, such exercise wouldn’t have been a problem for him.

But now, he was actually very weak and didn’t have much strength.

Even breathing was difficult, with each breath causing a sharp pain in his chest. Breathing during exercise, that kind of pain was imaginable without even trying.

Definitely, after running five thousand meters, every breath felt like it could be his last.

Knowing the outcome, Ruan Tianling was still determined.

Once downstairs, they strapped sandbags weighing five kilograms each to his legs and then started the countdown.

Ruan Tianling ran swiftly across the grass…

To finish four thousand meters within ten minutes meant, on average, he needed to run a thousand meters every two and a half minutes, or four hundred meters every minute.

He had to run approximately 6.666 meters every second!

The world’s fastest runners could manage around ten meters in a second. Ruan Tianling comforted himself that his pace wasn’t that fast.

So, he could finish the run!

No, he had to finish the run!

Ruan Tianling sprinted across the grass with all his might…

The wind kept filling his lungs. What should have been a gentle breeze felt harsher than winter’s chill.

After just one lap, he felt so terrible he wanted to die.

Sweat continuously slid off his face, while Ruan Tianling’s muscles contracted and relaxed, his sprint resembling a lion running for its life.

Watching his agonizing appearance on the screen, Jian Yufei closed her eyes in distress.

“How long do you think he can hold out?” Chou Yinbo asked leisurely with one leg propped over the other, a teasing smile playing on his lips.

Jian Yufei clenched her pants, opened her eyes, and said coolly, “He’ll persevere to the end.”

“Is that so?” Chou Yinbo chuckled meaningfully, “I think he’s about to fall.”

Jian Yufei’s sadness was gone, replaced by a cold laugh, “You’re going to be disappointed. Ruan Tianling won’t fall that easily!”

A sudden predatory glint flashed in Chou Yinbo’s eyes.

“Maybe he won’t fall. If he does, how will he get the antidote? After all, life is the most important thing, isn’t it?”