(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.
Before I get yelled at... I know that rubbing alcohol is not the best thing to use on wounds because it can make things worse like harming tissue and delaying healing. But this is the apocalypse... deal with it
:)
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