Upon hearing Mo Zhu's question, Jin Fang lowered his eyes and thought for a long time. After a while, he shook his head and replied, "No, no one has ever hurt my abdomen."
After pausing for a few seconds, he seemed to have thought of something and quickly added, "Although my abdomen hasn't suffered any external injuries, I don't know if there's something wrong with my intestines in the past few years. At night, my stomach will always ache and ease up, especially when the weather is cold. That stomach ache is like a joint pain, it's so painful that it can't be stopped."
After listening to Jin Fang's words quietly, Mo Zhu took out her acupuncture bag from her coat pocket and neatly took out a silver needle. After using a lighter to disinfect it, she raised her hand to lift Jin Fang's shirt and suddenly stabbed the silver needle into the man's abdomen.
