"Can you still bear it?" Lin Tian asked with some concern, seeing the fine beads of sweat on Zhang Lingyu's body due to the pain. Even though she was a zombie, Lin Tian had no desire for her black blood.
She opened her mouth to release the pillow, took a few breaths, and then said weakly, "I'm fine, just keep going. If the black blood isn't drained in time, I'll end up turning into a Corpse, and you have no idea how ugly a Corpse can be."
He was truly amazed by her, being healed just to avoid becoming an ugly Corpse. What, would it be okay to not seek treatment if a Corpse looked good? Lin Tian saw her hair, usually neat and beautiful, now messy and stuck to her face with sweat, making her unrecognizable from the usually healthy and beautiful campus belle.
