C312 A man who deserves a beating

He took a hot towel from the bathroom and dabbed at his sweaty forehead and the side of his neck.

"Xia Tianyang, are you alright?" Jiu Ming couldn't stop worrying. Beads of sweat dripped from his back as well, seeping into the white gauze, making the blood stain even more seductively.

"Mm ?" It turned out that he was not asleep, or perhaps it could be said that he was not asleep at all