At this time, the sound of footsteps echoed through the hall.,Lin nodded, walked to the old man's side, and took out a silver needle, half an inch long like hair, from the pouch hanging from his waist. Then, he carefully pricked the old man's brow.,"That's enough, send him to the hospital for an hour of infusion and he'll be fine. If it's too late, just send him to the crematorium."。