He began to cough weakly and his eyes opened.

But then he coughed weakly as his cracked rib robbed him of breath.

He turned his head aside and began to cough weakly.

He coughed weakly and blood ran from the corner of his mouth down into the coarse sand.

Fraken coughed weakly when they came up, his face thin and gaunt.

He coughed weakly, and more blood bubbled onto his lips.

He closed his eyes tightly for several seconds, as though against excruciating pain, then coughed weakly and tried to look up again.

The stench of the mud and the burned vegetation brought him to, coughing weakly.

He sat down, coughing weakly at the dust he raised.

Robert Neville coughed weakly, then grimaced as the pain filled his chest.