"yes!"

The guard immediately went out to arrange for escort personnel. The doctor took the thermometer from Zhou Xiang's armpit and found that his body temperature was indeed normal. So what happened to the patient's hands?

Thinking of this, the doctor touched it again, "Huh? It seems to be recovering its temperature."

Zhou Xiang shook his head, "I need to check it out first, then I'll feel at ease."

Tang Ganwen also nodded in agreement.

The guard called two female comrades and wanted to handcuff Zhou Xiang.

Tang Ganwen waved his hand. "She's just a suspect, not convicted yet. Her honor cannot be violated. There's no need for handcuffs. Given her status, would she run away?"

The guard hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement. What if Zhou Xiang wasn't convicted? Wouldn't it be nice for her to do him a favor?

Two female comrades and a doctor took him to the county hospital in a police car.

During the time he was out of the space, Zhou Xiang also paid attention to check the space. Once he found that Kong Xianxian's head was not straight, he would hit her with a ball of mist.

Being hit by the mist doesn't hurt, but it can cheer up Kong Xianxian.

Sitting in the police car, Zhou Xiang leaned against the back of the seat so that he could carefully look around. Kong Xianxian was already sitting up straight, and her complexion had obviously improved. It seemed that she would be recovering slowly.

Looking at the old pervert, wrapped in fog on the grassland, guarded by Da Huang and his descendants, Zhou Xiang felt a headache. What should he do with this person? If he killed him, where should he bury him? If he didn't kill him, should he keep him in the space?

Send him back to the Kong family? Impossible. The Kong family head and his son were too soft-hearted towards their clansmen. Besides, this was their elder, so they definitely wouldn't kill him.