C983 Excitometer

Jian Shilin did not dare to touch her rotten face.

Just a slight touch was enough to cause him to feel pain. Furthermore, his heart felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Wipe your face for me." Jian Shilin said to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo went over and used a clean towel to wipe her face with some medicine.

"Chen Mo, is there really no other way?" Jian Shilin asked softly