"Fuck..." Qiang sighs after coughing up blood. He grabs the glass from his nightstand and takes a sip of the cool water, but it barely touches the edge of his throat before he spits it back out again with another cough.

"Damnit! This damn disease... It won't let me die in peace." He grumbles, hurling the glass to the floor. The glass shatters upon impact, sending shards scattering across the room.