C99

"Give me the cotton swabs."

Kang Zeyu clenched his teeth and took off the gauze on his arm.

When it was undone, he reached out to me. His voice was cold, as terrible as Satan's.

When I heard this, I shuddered and my face gradually paled.

That's because, I saw that the wound on his arm was slightly torn, and dark red blood was continuously flowing out from it