Kora sat on the bed with the kit, looked at the wound on his forehead, gnashing his teeth and cursing what he deserved in his heart, took the cotton swab and pressed it heavily.

After taking advantage of the cruel hand, she didn't forget to wear a look of innocence and said, 'It takes a little harder to stop the bleeding!'

No matter how hard she pressed, Bluce didn't even blink, letting her deal with the wound.

Kora looked at the blood on his shirt in surprise. How much ...