(NSFW… seriously… don't they know there is a tide coming?!?)
I looked at Chen Zi Han, trying to get my brain to process his words. My back was healed? There was no way. I shook my head. "Not possible, those claws would have ripped me down to the bones, not to mention the possible infections."
I had seen many people, even those lightly scratched by a zombie, have their wounds become infected and die as a result. It wasn't like the zombie put emphasis on hygiene and washing their hands after every meal. In fact, if I was to be completely honest, I didn't know if I would make it through the night, or at least, not without waking up to a raging infection.
