Markus's whole left chest was bruised black and blue, with a deep wound near the centre of his chest.
His left arm had a torniquette tied around his arm while three deep stabs could be seen on his left forearm.
His back had a long cut running in downward direction from left shoulder, ending on the right side beyond the centre line.
"When.. when have you… you recieved… recieved these… cuts?" Kizy asked in between her sobs, her heart almost skipping a beat at the ghastly sight of Markus's injuries.
"Please don't cry-" Markus was trying to console her when Kizy finally burst out.
"Are you out of your mind? Just tell me when have you recieved those cuts?? You know they are poisonous, right?!!" Kizy literally yelled at Markus, not knowing what she was supposed to do.
She just couldn't imagine that what the hell was Markus thinking while delaying his treatment for this long. In fact how in the world was he able to endure all this!
