After completing the procedures, I walked to the door, pretended to smoke, and whispered to Jinghai: "You have seen this person I'm looking for, too."

Jinghai's eyes rolled and nodded, "Oh, I remembered it, it turned out to be that boy."

But he still said strangely: "He is actually the descendant of the Tibetan Yin lineage? How could he be brought here?"

"You will understand when you see him."

In the Northeast Jiaolong Phoenix Bureau, I released Zang Zhiqiang's soul and asked him to help guide the way. Jinghai had seen him, but he didn't know his background and condition very well.

At this time, the white coat, who was responsible for handling the procedures, came over and asked me to follow him.

When we arrived at the end of the first floor, two nurses who had received the call were waiting there.

For some reason, when they saw me, their expressions were a little unnatural.

But soon, I understood why this happened.

As soon as the door opened, a pungent smell of feces and urine and disinfectant came to me, almost making me vomit on the spot.

There is nothing else in the room except for a reinforced iron rack bed in the corner.

A man was lying on the bed with his feet tied to the feet of the bed and his hands were bandaged on his chest. What was unimaginable was that his mouth was wrapped with an iron cage that was tied to the beast.

I carefully identified it for a while before I recognized that this person was Zang Zhiqiang, and an unknown anger immediately erupted in my heart.

"That's how you treat patients?"

Both nurses turned their faces to the side without saying a word, and the white coat was a little embarrassed, "The patient's condition is really special. Our hospital does not have enough manpower and material resources. He has a serious tendency to violence, so..."

Before he could finish speaking, I frowned and waved to interrupt him.

I have heard of some tricks about this place, but I never expected that they would treat patients like animals.

Seeing my face gloomy, the white coat reluctantly smiled and said, "The patient's physical condition is quite good except for mental problems. Comrade police, should we send a car to take him to you, or..."

I said angrily: "I drive myself."

The white coat hurriedly said, "Then I'll let someone take him to your car."

Just as I was about to nod, I suddenly saw Jinghai winking at me.

I understood it, changed my mouth and said to the white coat, "You guys go out first, I want to stay alone with the patient for a while."

Although the white coat was a little confused, he didn't dare to ask too much and called out the two nurses.

As soon as the door was closed, Jinghai said, "No wonder he was here. It turned out that he was defeated."

The old monk was originally a master of head-suppressing technique, so he naturally saw the clues at a glance.

His eyes rolled, and suddenly smiled sinisterly, looking at me and said, "Do you have a soul-destroying nail? Just pierce the top of his head with the tip of the nail and untie him directly."

Although I was suspicious, the smell in this room and Zang Zhiqiang was really unbearable, so I didn't ask any more questions. I took out the copper nail, gritted my teeth, and stabbed Zang Zhiqiang's hair like a wet nest.

Zang Zhiqiang was originally lying there with a blank look on his eyes, but as the top of his head was pierced, his body twitched suddenly and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Although he was still haggard, his eyes were clearly regaining his awakening consciousness.

I lowered my head and looked at him for a moment, confirming that he recognized me, and then untied my bondage after a few strokes.

As soon as the bridle on his mouth was taken off, Zang Zhiqiang immediately took a big breath, but then his facial muscles twitched suddenly. Before he could sit up, he turned over and lay on the edge of the bed, and vomited "wow" and started.

Seeing the food residue he spit out, I felt the urge to beat people again.

What did those unmedical things give him food...

Zang Zhiqiang vomited for a while, barely stood up, looked at me and said, "I thought you had forgotten me by hiding the soul-hiding coffin."

I said, "I don't have the habit of taking other people's things for myself."

Zang Zhiqiang touched the top of his head, looked at the blood stained in his palm, and his eyes lit up: "I'm back? So, are you helping me with the help of my head?"

I shook my head, looked at Jinghai, and said, "It smells too bad here, let's talk about it later when I go out."

Zang Zhiqiang had been tortured for too long, and I was supported by me until I walked out of the room, so I could barely walk by myself.

The three people at the door were shocked when they saw that he had actually walked out. The two nurses were more like seeing a ghost and desperately shrank back.

Zang Zhiqiang finally just glanced at them, then held my shoulders again, and asked me to take him away quickly.

After getting into the car, he sat in the back seat and shivered for a while before asking hoarsely: "Can I take a shower first and change my clothes?"

I first bought two clothes and shaves for him, and then took him to a bathhouse and let him go in and wash himself.

After he entered, I asked Jinghai: "Just use the soul-destroying nail to stab him, and his head will be relieved?"

Jinghai smiled sinisterly again and said in a sharp voice:

"It's not that simple. The one he was the corpse fragrant Jiang. He stabbed the top of his head with the Soul-Destroying Spike. He just used the hidden aura of the Soul-Destroying Spike to cover his spiritual platform, so that the Soul-Destroying Spike could not attack for the time being."

I asked, "How can I relieve him?"

Jinghai glanced at me, "What are you doing to help him get rid of the surrender in such a hurry? You may have forgotten the matter in the Jiaolong Phoenix Bureau, but I remembered it. Although I have only met him once, this "local mouse" is definitely not a good thing. If you really help him get rid of the surrender, can you guarantee that he will repay his kindness and do his best to do his best to do our business?"

"You might be..." I couldn't help frowning. Jinghai's meaning was already very obvious. He actually wanted to threaten Zang Zhiqiang with the help of surrender.

Jinghai said without hesitation: "Yes, I just want to pinch his heart and let him do our best. If you make money by relying on dead people, don't expect to make friends with him, and he will not make friends with you. In their eyes, only interests are the most important."

If I changed something else, I might not agree to Jinghai doing this, but I could only grit my teeth and nodded.

After two hours, it was dark, and Zang Zhiqiang walked out staggeringly.

What I didn't expect was that in addition to shaving his beard, he actually shaved his bald head.

But he was tortured for too long. Although he had been completely renewed, his face was still pale and dull, and his cheekbones on both sides were even thinner and obviously raised.

When he saw me again, his first sentence was: "I want to eat something that people eat."

I drove to a small restaurant. Considering the convenience of conversation, I simply ordered a small single room.

I handed Zang Zhiqiang the menu and ordered what he wanted to eat. Unexpectedly, he only ordered two vegetarian dishes with clear mouth and half a pound of cabbage and pork dumplings.

Seeing that the restaurant owner's face was not very good-looking, I quickly ordered a few more hard dishes. The owner's wife smiled and twisted her butt with the cabbage book.
Chapter completed!