C155 Sacred Hands Return to Spring

Even he himself didn't know why he suddenly had such great confidence in this young man he had never met before.

Ye Yang took the ancient book and quickly flipped through it.

Zhou Zhihao, who was standing beside him, frowned.

Was this the medical version of last-minute sharpening?

"What are you looking at? After you finish looking at it, the patient will pass out!" He berated in a stern voice