Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

First floor living room.

After Bai Yangyang followed Mr. Mo upstairs, Zhan Beixiao felt restless.

Mo Beixu admired Zhan Beixiao very much, and wanted to ease the embarrassment, and chatted with him about the trivial matters at home.

There are too many people, and things in the market cannot be discussed.

On the contrary, it is the trivial matters at home that can bring us closer.

Zhan Beixiao was uncharacteristically answering every question.

Seeing this, Mo Qingshuang breathed a sigh of relief.

After waiting for about half an hour, Bai Yangyang didn't come down.

Mo Qingshuang couldn't sit still: "Yangyang has been up for so long, why hasn't he come down?"

Not only Mo Qingshuang was worried, but Zhan Beixiao was also worried.

From time to time, he looked towards the stairs, but he never waited for Bai Yangyang to go downstairs.

Mo Zhi lowered his eyes and drank tea slowly from the teacup.

"Why don't you go up and have a look?"

Mo Qingxue's eyes were shining brightly, she stared straight at the stairs, as if thinking of something, her eyes were slyly shining.

Mo Qingshuang instinctively felt that something was wrong.

"If that's the case, let's go take a look."

The old lady Mo was also a little curious, why she hasn't come down after going up for so long.

The butler helped Old Madam Mo to stand up and slowly went upstairs.

Mo Qingshuang frowned, feeling more and more uneasy.

Gong Qi noticed that there was something wrong with her face, and held her hand: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

A group of people went upstairs in a hurry, and the corridor was full of people.

Mo Qingxue took the lead and walked at the forefront, wishing for something to happen to Bai Yangyang!
……

The sound of footsteps came gradually, and Bai Yangyang subconsciously held the old man's hand, and the previous temperature no longer existed.

The old man's eyes were closed tightly, and he was no different from a dead person at this moment.

Subconsciously, she took out the acupuncture bag and the silver needle, and took off the old man's clothes, revealing her thin upper body.

The old man has been lingering and sick for many years, and there is not much flesh on his body.

When Bai Yangyang raised the needle with his hand, according to the acupuncture method taught by his master, the needle fell steadily and accurately.

Dozens of silver needles fell, and Bai Yangyang put his hand on Old Man Mo's wrist, his eyes suddenly changed.

According to the acupuncture method taught by Master, Grandpa's condition should improve.

But now his pulse is weaker, and he can vaguely feel a stream of air in his body...

Should not be ah.

While thinking, there was a knock on the door.

"Master, Miss Yangyang, have you finished talking?"

The butler's voice came in, Bai Yangyang subconsciously looked at Mr. Mo, pulled the quilt over him, and then got up.

open the door.

What came into view was a group of people, headed by Mrs. Mo and Mo Qingxue, followed by the Mo family all cast surprised glances.

Seeing that she was safe and sound, Mo Qingshuang let out a foul breath, stepped forward and held his hand: "Why have you stayed up there for so long?"

Bai Yangyang smiled: "Mom, I was chatting with my grandfather, he gave me the seal just now, why are you here?"

"You haven't been down, just want to see you."

Mo Qingshuang didn't say that he was worried about Bai Yangyang's accident, but he was relieved to see that she was safe.

Seeing that Bai Yangyang was safe and sound, Mo Qingxue was a little dissatisfied, and walked over Bai Yangyang towards Old Man Mo.

"How is father? I think he seems to be asleep?"

She walked to the bed, intending to lift the quilt.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Bai Yangyang clasped her wrist and exerted a little force: "Grandpa said just now that he was tired and wanted to rest."

The silver needle on Grandpa's body can't be pulled out yet.

Master said that this acupuncture method was created by him, and it will take a certain amount of time to see the effect.

She wasn't sure if Grandpa would get better, but she had to try.

Mo Qingxue was stopped, and she was not discouraged. With the other hand, she lifted the quilt, her expression changed suddenly, and then she cursed angrily: "Well, you Bai Yangyang, you actually give acupuncture to father?"

She shook off Bai Yangyang, threw herself in front of Old Man Mo, stretched out her hand to check for breath, her expression changed suddenly.

Then the cries sounded.

"Father, Father isn't breathing—"

"Boom" sound.

These words were like a thunderstorm on a sunny day. The moment it fell, the entire Mo family fell into a deathly silence, and the suffocating low pressure enveloped it. No one dared to speak for a while.

Mo Qingxue cried bitterly, trembling all over, pointing at Bai Yangyang: "Bai Yangyang, what did you do to your father? You were fine just now, but now you are dead. You must give us an explanation!"

"Yeah, Yangyang, the old man went upstairs with you, just half an hour, what happened, tell me quickly, tell the situation, I believe, you didn't hurt the old man on purpose."

Mo Zhixin opened his mouth delicately, his eyes were slightly red, and he seemed to be speaking for Bai Yangyang, but in fact he had placed the crime on Bai Yangyang's head.

Among the crowd, Zhan Beixiao realized that something had happened and quietly withdrew.

Walking to the other side of the long corridor, dialed Jiang Xun's words: "Go and invite Yue Lao immediately, immediately!"

Bai Yangyang stood in the crowd, stiff all over.

Ever since Mrs. Mo heard the old man not breathing, she stood there without saying a word.

She looked calm on the surface, but the veins in her hand holding the cane were bulging, and her eyes were scarlet with a gloomy light.

She changed her gentleness before, and looked at Bai Yangyang with an inexplicable light in her eyes.

"Yangyang, tell me, what happened?"

When Bai Yangyang heard this, he couldn't hold back anymore.

She also wanted to know what happened, she didn't do anything, the old man started to vomit blood, and now he is not breathing——

Mo Qingshuang subconsciously protected Bai Yangyang, and said in a deep voice: "Mother, I watched Yangyang grow up, she will not harm others, let alone her father is her grandfather, she has no position to harm others."

"Sister, Bai Yangyang is no longer the soft bun you watched growing up. She can even send Bai Zhenghuai to prison, let alone a grandfather who has only met once or twice?"

Mo Qingxue sternly said, after waiting for so long, she finally waited until something happened to Bai Yangyang.

Now she is only thinking about sending Bai Yangyang to hell, and she doesn't care about pretending at all.

Mo Qingxue's words instantly made all the Mo people feel uncomfortable, even Qiu Yueyi, who was close to Bai Yangyang before, subconsciously took a step back.

Yes.

Bai Yangyang is notoriously cruel.

Even his own father can be sent to prison, and the Bai family can be destroyed without any effort!
Mo Qingshuang's eyes were red: "Mo Qingxue, don't talk nonsense. Bai Zhenghuai deserves to go to jail. He made a mistake and he should pay the price. Instead of blaming the perpetrator, you blame the victim instead. You're shameless!"

"Mother, Yangyang is my daughter, I believe she will not hurt father—"

"Qingshuang, we didn't say that Yangyang harmed my father, the most urgent thing is to find out what happened."

Mo Beixu calmed down, feeling that Bai Yangyang really had no position to attack the old man.

When Bai Yangyang heard this, his eyelashes trembled slightly: "The most urgent thing is to save the old man."

"Father is not breathing, what else can he do?"

Mo Qingxue stood up suddenly, and stared straight at Bai Yangyang: "Bai Yangyang, don't think that we dare not do anything to you now that you have a backer, don't forget—"

"That's enough, invite Mr. Qi over first."

Mo Beixu scolded Mo Qingxue, impatiently: "Qingxue, the matter is not yet settled, don't keep saying that Yang Yang did it, do you have evidence that she did it?"

He passed Mo Qingxue and leaned over the bed.

After holding Mr. Mo's hand, he could vaguely feel his pulse.

"Father is still alive, Mr. Qi is here, let's see what's going on."

Mo Qingshuang also studied Chinese medicine, glanced at the silver needle on the old man's body, his face changed slightly: "Yangyang, how do you know this set of acupuncture?"