spy cloud

Several minutes later, Zhang Tianhao finally took a deep breath.

"Excuse me, buddy!"

"It's nothing, what's wrong with you?"

"Now, just thinking about the past gives him a splitting headache, like being pricked by countless needles, which makes him have to be extremely careful."

"Still can't remember anything?"

The four spies exchanged glances. The one selling cigarettes seemed a little puzzled, but still casually asked, "What can you do?"

"Oh, what? I think I know how to treat illnesses!"

"Going to the doctor? Didn't you say you don't remember anything from before? How come you still remember going to the doctor?"

"Oh, you mean this? I didn't know at first, but last night, when Uncle Liu asked me what I could do, I didn't know either, so he told me to try them one by one."

"I then discovered that I could treat illnesses, and it was only after I examined Uncle Liu's body that I realized I could treat illnesses."

"Are you a doctor, or a physician?"

"Doctor, what's wrong?"

"Alright, take a look at me. If you really are a doctor, I'll take you there. What do you say?"

At this moment, a secret agent walked over, his face full of respect, even anticipation.

"Sure, I'll take a look!"

Look at the spy and ask him to extend his hand.

Zhang Tianhao stretched out his hand, pointed to the agent's right hand, and then stretched out his own right hand, preparing to have it checked.

He gently placed his right hand on the spy's wrist and carefully took his pulse.

About ten seconds later, Zhang Tianhao also looked at the spy strangely, his expression becoming more serious.

"How am I feeling? Am I in good health?"

The agent also had a hint of smugness in his eyes, and his expression showed a degree of satisfaction.

“Brother, you have a serious health problem. If I’m not mistaken, your body has been injured, and the damage has reached its root. It also seems that you have been poisoned, but the poison is not very strong. It has probably been there for about a year.”

"But this poison, at most, will penetrate deep into the bone marrow in three months, and even a great immortal cannot save you. Not only that, you must have been in a fight when you were a child, which injured your manhood. Therefore, you will never be able to have children in this lifetime."

“If you hadn’t met me, brother, you would have passed away within three months at most.”

Zhang Tianhao organized his thoughts and said something that was hard to put into words.

"Young Master Wang, you're mistaken. My brother has two sons; how could he be unable to have children?"

Another agent on the side also spoke with disdain, clearly not taking Zhang Tianhao's words seriously at all.

Zhang Tianhao was clearly wrong.

"Indeed, Young Master Wang, it seems your medical skills are lacking."

"What a joke! Brother Wang is incredibly strong, how could he possibly be poisoned, especially since he was injured and his health was severely compromised? This can't be a lie, can it?"

The group of people also looked at Zhang Tianhao with disdain, as if he were a piece of trash.

Zhang Tianhao, however, remained quite calm, his expression carrying a hint of imposing presence.

"Believe it or not, the things you usually eat are mostly tonics to strengthen your body, right? This is to deplete your body so that you look strong."

"If you don't believe me, I can show you right now. I can't guarantee anything else, but you're definitely poisoned. Of course, if I'm right, brother, could you do me a small favor? How about that?"

"Young Master Wang, you're not serious, are you?"

"Yeah, is it for real? Brother Wang can't possibly have a problem."

“Brother Wang, we’re from the same clan. Although I can’t remember, if you trust me, I can check on the spot to see if you’ve been poisoned. This poison is quite easy to detect.”

"Row!"

Upon hearing this, Brother Wang was taken aback, clearly not expecting Zhang Tianhao to be so composed. Looking at Zhang Tianhao, especially at his confident expression, Brother Wang couldn't help but be suspicious. "Are you really sure?"

"Sure!"

"it is good!"

"Brother Wang, go to the pharmacy over there and buy a silver needle, or borrow one if you like. I'll give you proof!"

As he spoke, he opened a pack of cigarettes and handed them out to the people around him. Then he lit one for himself and slowly began to smoke.

The other three spies also looked puzzled, but they were also filled with doubt.

After that, none of them spoke. Instead, they sat on the roadside stones and started smoking.

The three spies, in particular, exchanged a glance, a hint of shock flashing in their eyes.

However, only five minutes later, they saw that Brother Wang had returned, since the pharmacy was just over fifty meters away.

Then he saw a silver needle appear in his hand, its surface shimmering with silver light, small and carrying a chilling aura.

"Young Master Wang, I've borrowed the needle. Do you think it will work?"

Zhang Tianhao also took the silver needle, which was more than two inches long and had obviously been disinfected.

"Brother Wang, just lift up your shirt at the chest. It'll only take three minutes at most."

Without hesitation, Brother Wang lifted the shirt over his stomach, revealing a serious expression.

The others didn't say much, but looked at Brother Wang and then at Zhang Tianhao.

Then they saw Zhang Tianhao strike the moment Brother Wang lifted his clothes, piercing his body with a silver needle.

"This is……"

"So fast!"

"Good accuracy!"

The group was somewhat taken aback, and their gazes toward Zhang Tianhao became even more serious.

Meanwhile, Wang Ge, who was standing to the side, didn't think much of it and didn't even feel any pain, but he knew from the expressions of the others that Zhang Tianhao had already inserted the needles.

Everyone else also turned their attention to Brother Wang.

"Brother Wang, how are you feeling?"

"I don't feel anything, and it doesn't hurt. It's like he hasn't inserted any needles yet. If it weren't for your expressions, I would have thought he hadn't inserted any needles at all."

"It would take at least ten years to achieve such precision."

"Yes, this young master Wang is probably quite skilled. I saw Doctor Hou across from me, and he wasn't as fast or as accurate at inserting needles as he is."

Laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.

The three spies did notice something, but none of them mentioned it or said anything.

Everyone is now waiting for the results.

Three minutes later, Zhang Tianhao looked at Brother Wang, walked over to him, patted him lightly, and said with a smile, "Brother Wang, I hope you can hold back, sigh!"

As he spoke, he also showed a look of sympathy.

Clearly, he hadn't expected to stumble upon such a juicy tidbit of gossip, especially one he had uncovered himself.

"Young Master Wang, you must be mistaken."

Seeing Zhang Tianhao's continued confidence, Brother Wang became somewhat uneasy, as Zhang Tianhao's expression was truly frightening to him.

As people often say, it's not the smiling face of a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner that's scary, but the stern face.

Zhang Tianhao lightly flicked the silver needle, then gently rolled it up before carefully putting it away.

Everyone's attention was focused on the tip of the silver needle, and they saw that the needle had pierced a full inch and a half deep... (End of Chapter)