C550 Incomparable trust

May I take your pulse, sir? Zhang Yong's expression changed slightly.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Yi Hao actually wanted to personally go up on stage. When would Yi Hao know how to cure an illness?

Damn it, the spies sent to the Everlasting Continent have not come back yet, and they haven't even answered some of Yi Hao's questions yet.

He stretched out his dry, withered hand