C99 What Should I Say about Them

"Give me the cotton swab. "

Kang Zeyu gritted his teeth and unwrapped the gauze on his arm.

After undoing it, he stretched out his hand towards me. His tone was cold and emotionless, as terrifying as Satan's.

When I heard this, I felt a chill run down my spine and my face gradually turned pale.

Because, I saw that the wound on his arm was faintly torn