Here's the translation of the provided Chinese text into English:
Uh—
At the brink of death, you still care about this?
The Remnant Soul from the hairpin nearly spat out blood.
How obsessed is Gu Xin'er with this matter, exactly?
"Say it!" Gu Xin'er urged, her face blushing.
Jiang Fan's own face flushed red with embarrassment at the question.
His peripheral vision caught a glimpse of her rounded, curved chest.
It's not that there's nothing there.
But honestly, it's not much.
He coughed lightly and recalled the diplomatic phrasing of the East Sea Demon Emperor.
He said, "Gu Xin'er, you'd look good in anything."
Gu Xin'er froze for a moment.
Realization dawned on her slowly, and she fumed, "So, you're saying I'm small?"
"Get lost!"
"Get out of here already!"
"Don't ever let me see you again in this lifetime!"
She raised her foot in anger, intending to kick him away.
Even on the verge of death, she couldn't hear a single word of compliment!
Infuriating!
