If it were anyone else, they would most likely have been so overwhelmed by the sudden stench they would have vomited on the spot.
However, when Liu Ergou smelled the foul odor, he didn't react much, simply frowning. Beyond that, not a single extra expression could be seen on his face.
Liu Ergou's composure impressed Zhang Xiuming, who was standing not far away.
To remain expressionless in a stench like this... this man must be no simple character. At the very least, he has a unique skill. For a moment, Zhang Xiuming actually found himself looking forward to witnessing Liu Ergou's medical skills.
Meanwhile, Liu Ergou cautiously drew the old man's emaciated, wiry arm out from under the blankets. He then began to carefully take the old man's pulse.
As Liu Ergou continued to check the pulse, his expression grew increasingly grim.
He simply didn't know how to describe this old man.
