To Hell With The Infection!

Gu Luoxin's complexion blanched, and his voice cracked when he cried out in fright, "Xiao Shen!!" He rushed towards the man and reached out to support him, the rims of his eyes reddening, "A–Are you okay?!"

However, Shen Nianzu decisively pushed him away, causing him to stagger backwards. "Don't get close to me!" He growled. The sharp teeth in his mouth made it difficult for him to speak, and he ended up biting his own lips, leaving crimson blood smearing across the pale surface. The sight of his twisted features made him look all the more ferocious, eo much that Gu Luoxin could only stare at him blankly. 

Shen Nianzu trembled as he clutched his throbbing head. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to alleviate the dizziness to no avail. His breathing became harsh and quick, like a wild injured animal struggling on its last breath. He took a deep breath and spoke in halting words, "Don't touch me… or I may accidentally injure you."