C432 Mutated

Pressing her finger against Zhou Pu's forehead, Yun'er tried to wipe away the dried blood, but it wouldn't come off easily. She reluctantly spit on her fingertip and gently rubbed, managing to remove a little bit.

She was hesitant to wipe it all away at once, fearing an adverse reaction. After pausing to check for any signs of trouble and seeing none, she was about to continue when suddenly