The glass was covered with a thick layer of mycelium, which blocked out all light from the room. You couldn't see anything moving inside from the window.
The rapid breathing gradually became gentle.
Ethan Jian lay on the bed at an angle, his right hand hanging limply on the edge of the bed, a corner of the soft pillow protruding from behind his waist. This posture made his lower abdomen slightly higher, and beads of sweat rolled down his crimson skin to his chest and neck.
Red and swollen bruises were dotted all over his body, even on his arms.
The most swollen area is the lower abdomen, because the muscles are still cramping and the sweat beads reflect the light, making it more conspicuous.
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