"The old man with the cane."

"You are also sick, and you are very sick."

"Come, let me feel your pulse."

Zhang Hao said seriously.

However.

Before the white-haired old man could speak, the middle-aged man standing next to him said sternly:

"Boy, be careful what you say!"

"You are the only one who is sick, your whole family is sick!"

Zhang Hao glared, with a look of displeasure on his face.

At this time, the white-haired old man raised his hand and realized that the man should not speak.

This action is very stylish.

"Young man."

The white-haired old man smiled kindly and said, "Tell me, what's wrong with me?"

Zhang Hao said truthfully:

"Your face is dull and your eyes are dark. This is a sign of cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases."

"The specific disease can only be known after taking the pulse."

The white-haired old man smiled.

He said calmly:

"Once people get older, various diseases will follow. This is a normal phenomenon."

Zhang Hao solemnly said:

"Having said that, your situation is more serious and may be life-threatening at any time."

"Grandpa, I'm not being alarmist."

"If you don't believe it, let me check your pulse first."

The white-haired old man smiled and nodded.

"OK."

"I want to see if you have this ability."

With that said, he walked towards Zhang Hao.

The middle-aged man quickly persuaded:

"Uncle Wang, this person seems to be unreliable. You'd better not go."

The white-haired old man said: "It's okay. I'm just here to relax anyway, so it doesn't hurt to take a look."

The middle-aged man frowned slightly: "But I am responsible for your safety. What if this kid..."

Bang!

The old man kicked the man directly on the butt.

Sternly said: "Shut up!"

"yes!"

Seeing that the old man was unhappy, the middle-aged man immediately obeyed.

It's like a mouse meets a cat.

When he looked at Zhang Hao, his eyes were full of vigilance.

Zhang Hao was also sizing up the middle-aged man.

I saw him standing tall and straight, with a majestic air.

At first glance, he looked like he had been a soldier.

Compared with ordinary people, soldiers have a very obvious special temperament.

While observing, the old man came over.

"Young man, show me."

The old man exposed his wrist.

"Um."

Zhang Hao nodded slightly and placed his fingers on the old man's radial artery.

But after feeling the pulse, his expression became solemn.

"Sir, you suffer from a very serious cerebrovascular disease."

"Do you get migraines occasionally?"

"I feel low energy and poor appetite every day."

"And he often gets angry."

"There's even a tendency for violence."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the middle-aged man say in surprise:

"Damn it! How did you know?"

"You're so accurate!"

Snap!

A crisp sound sounded.

The old man slapped the man on the back of the head.

Then he glared and asked, "When did I hit you?"

The man suddenly looked aggrieved.

"You never hit me."

"And he treats me very well, just like he treats his own son."

"That's pretty much it."

The old man said with great satisfaction, and then looked at Zhang Hao.

"Young man, I do have the symptoms you mentioned."

"Yes, it seems that you are indeed proficient in Chinese medicine."

"The future life is to be feared."

Zhang Hao smiled slightly.

"Old man, don't worry."

"I'll give you a prescription that will cure your illness."

"However, for your safety, you must undergo acupuncture treatment first."

"Once a cerebrovascular disease occurs, the consequences will be disastrous."

"This disease has a sudden onset and is very likely to cause sudden death."

After saying that, he put his hand into his pocket and prepared to take out the silver needle.

But this time.

The man said sharply:

"Don't move! Be honest!"

As he spoke, the man quickly put his hand into his arms.

As if he was about to take out something.

Zhang Hao couldn't help but be startled, and then his nerves became tense.

He has seen this action before.

Yesterday, when I encountered a kidnapper, Crow did the same thing when he pulled out his gun.

Could it be...

This man has a gun!

Damn it!

Thinking of this, Zhang Hao suddenly became nervous.

His body subconsciously moved towards the stroller, protecting the three babies behind him.
To be continued...