When the gauze was removed, everyone's eyes widened. The gushing wound on the man's hand was already covered with scab, the blood dried up already.
" Th-That…"
" His wound is… Healing?"
" How is that possible?"
Everyone saw when the man was injured. The wound was deep in his palm, and blood gushed out instantly. However, right now, there isn't a single droplet of blood leaking.
Yang Huo was stunned as he hurriedly rushed forward. Pushing Jia Hao aside, he grabbed the man's palm.
" This injury, This is not fake!"
" AIYAAA! What are you doing!" The man yelped. " It still hurts!"
Yang Huo returned to his senses as he coughed lightly. " Pardon me. I was just a bit surprised."
Turning around, his gaze bore to Jia Hao. " Young Man, What's that spray?"
" This spray?" Jia Hao shrugged. " This something our company is working on. It's not out in the market. Though, I always keep it with me, just in case."
