Su Yu looked down as blood dripped down his head...
The warm blood dripped down to Zhao Qingya's fingers and that seemed to excite her.
"You don't know the price I paid to escape that inhumane prison… My fan, he's fanatical. Since my imprisonment, he had been planning my escape. He's a Chinese national, without much power here. So we had to choose a very dangerous and extreme method… A book delivered to me was infected with tuberculosis… I used my spit to contract the disease, and my fan got me out after paying a huge sum of money… I had severe tuberculosis and survived… Haha, god let me live to see this day, the day where I'll exact my revenge."
Although Zhao Qingya spoke with a smile on her face, there were tears in her eyes.
Tuberculosis was a serious disease and posed life threatening danger.
Also, it was infectious.
Su Yu listened silently...