"Correst. Next."
The host continued.
Over here, more sweat appeared on Fang Qiu's forehead out of pain.
He took medicine this morning, which caused this more severe stomach ache.
Fang Qiu knew it was from the medicine. He had to weather the storm.
Zhu Benzheng and Sun Hao and Zhou Xiaotian under the stage frequently looked at Fang Qiu, appearing very concerned.
So did Jiang Mengjie.
Besides listening to and answering questions, she gazed at Fang Qiu whenever she could, very anxious and worried beyond words.
Fang Qiu continued to fight.
One question after another, the colicky pain in his lower stomach didn't settle at all over time. On the contrary, it became more and more intense.
10 minutes later.
10 people had been eliminated, leaving 10 empty chairs on the stage.
