C158 Help for Syncope

"What do you mean, kid?" Do you have any objections to my face? " Yi Zhi took her hand away from her forehead and suddenly questioned my wife, Zhu Yi.

As for Yi Zhi Lang, he had smashed his head with a mallet, causing blood to flow out. The blood flowed down from his face, giving off a terrifying feeling.

My wife, Sanyi, replied with a look of disdain, "This is so disgusting