Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

Only Yue Lao knows how to turn nine yin into yang.

Could it be that the old man in front of him is the famous top doctor——Yue Lao?
Yue Huaizhi glanced at the person standing by the bed, even though he couldn't see the face clearly, he only needed one glance to know that the person in front of him was fake.

He approached slowly.

At the same time, Qi Lao seemed to be intimidated, subconsciously retreating.

A look of contempt flashed across Yue Huaizhi's eyes, then he passed Old Qi and walked to the bedside.

He glanced at Bai Yangyang's acupuncture bag, took out a few silver needles, and put them between his fingers.

A few flashes of cold light flashed, and the silver needle entered the body. Old Man Mo's complexion improved obviously, and Mo Beixu immediately held the old man's pulse.

One after another.

From weakness to strength step by step, until the end, a little bit of recovery.

"Mother, Father's pulse has returned!"

Mo Beixu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stared straight at Mr. Mo, fearing that it was an illusion, he pulled Mo Qingshuang: "Qingshuang, come here."

Mo Qingshuang felt his pulse, and after a while, "Father's life is saved."

Yue Huaizhi sat by the bed, his sharp eyes fell on Mr. Mo's face.

The blue-gray gradually receded and was replaced by a faint red. The old man survived this crisis.

Facing the changes before them, the Mo family looked at each other in blank dismay.

No one knew who the person in front of them was, but a few silver needles pulled the old man back from the Palace of Hades!
Old Madam Mo trembled all over: "Are you?"

Yue Huaizhi dusted off the dust that didn't exist on his body: "Yue Huaizhi."

The moment the simple three words were uttered, Qi Lao's face changed suddenly.

"It's actually Old Yue!"

"Didn't Yue Lao retire to the mountains and forests long ago? How did he become Bai Yangyang's master?"

Mo Qingxue couldn't hold back, she stared at Yue Huaizhi, as if she wanted to see signs of lying.

Mo Beixu's eyes turned red: "Old Yue, thank you for saving my father—"

Yue Huaizhi shook his head: "I didn't save him."

"It's Yangyang. Yangyang found out in time. If she hadn't held the old man's last breath, even a god would be hard to save."

After these words fell, the faces of the Mo family changed suddenly.

Just now Mo Qingxue accused Bai Yangyang of harming the old man, but now it turns out that Bai Yangyang saved the old man.

"Old Yue, my father was fine before, why did he suddenly vomit blood?"

Mo Qingshuang looked at Elder Yue, unable to figure out what happened in just half an hour, and his condition changed so quickly.

"I think I probably know why."

Zhan Beixiao stood up, his eyes dark and dark: "Actually, from the very beginning, the old man's condition has not improved, but Mr. Qi has used some methods to gather all the old man's spirits in one moment... In other words, The previous recovery can be regarded as a flashback to a certain extent."

Zhan Beixiao had suspected this before, but he had no conclusive evidence.

Now that Yue Lao took action, what Qi Lao did should also be discovered.

Old Madam Mo's complexion changed suddenly, and then she looked at Old Qi with a knife-like gaze.

Elder Qi only felt a chill on his back, and subconsciously looked at Yue Huaizhi: "Master, don't believe what he said, how could I do this, I have been doing my best—"

"Who is your master?"

Yue Huaizhi frowned, "I have many apprentices, but I have never seen such a deceitful person like you!"

Old Qi trembled all over.

In the next second, Yue Huaizhi stretched out his hand and took off his mask with lightning speed.

Under the mask was a middle-aged man's face, not handsome, but fortunately, his facial features were upright, but there was an evil spirit between his brows.

Old Yue threw the mask on the ground and crushed it with one foot: "Pretend to be Qi Lin, you deserve it too?"

hiss--

Everyone took a deep breath.

Mr. Qi has been in the public eye for 40 to [-] years. He is not young, but the man in front of him is at most in his early forties. This cannot be Mr. Qi!
Old Madam Mo's face was gloomy, and she gave Mo Zhixin a gloomy look.

The latter clenched his fists and said nothing.

Seeing that the mask was taken off, the man didn't care about the disguise anymore, he took out a dagger from somewhere, grabbed Mo Qingshuang fiercely, and pressed the dagger against her neck: "Don't come here!"

"Let go of her!"

Mo Qingshuang didn't investigate for a while, and was treated as a hostage, her face remained normal.

The man held the dagger: "I didn't expect to be discovered by you..."

He exerted a little force with his fingers, and a mark was drawn on Mo Qingshuang's neck, with blood winding down.

She changed face in pain.

Gong Qi's face was gloomy: "Let her go."

The man sneered and said, "Since I was discovered by you, then I won't lie to you. I am a fake. Now that Mo Qingshuang is in my hands, prepare your car and money and let me go when I feel safe." , I will let her back."

Gong Qi was worried that he would hurt Mo Qingshuang, his eyes were deep and dark: "How much do you want?"

"Three hundred million."

The man licked his lips, feeling a little uneasy.

Bai Yangyang stared at the man, wanting to get closer.

But he was held back by Zhan Beixiao. He glanced out of the window and could vaguely see a silver light.

"come over."

Mo Qingshuang was under control, Gong Qi didn't dare to neglect, and immediately arranged for a car and a check, his eyes were full of fear: "Don't hurt my wife, you take me as a hostage, okay?"

"Gong Qi, shut up."

Mo Qingshuang's face turned pale from the pain, and when she heard this, she snarled.

It's all right, why is he here to make trouble.

Gong Qi stared straight at Qi Lin: "I am the person in charge of the Gong family. Kidnapping me is more deterrent and convincing than kidnapping her. Don't you want to leave safely?"

He manipulated the wheelchair and approached slowly: "And as you can see, I am disabled, I have limited mobility, and I will not do you any harm."

Mo Qingshuang stared straight at Gong Qi, his face turned pale.

"Uncle Gong——"

Bai Yangyang took the acupuncture bag, took out two silver needles, pinched them on his fingertips, his eye circles were slightly red.

Gong Qi approached Qi Lin, "You let my wife go, I'll go with you, I'll double the money you want, how about it?"

Qi Lin lowered his head, as if thinking about the feasibility.

With a cripple, it is difficult to move, but with him crippled, escape is even less likely.

He squinted his eyes, pushed Mo Qingshuang away, raised his dagger and stabbed at Gong Qi——

"Gong Qi!"

"father!"

"boom--"

I saw two flashes of cold light, and the silver needle pierced Qi Lin's knee. In an instant, the man knelt on the ground with a plop. Zhan Beixiao pulled Gong Qi back with lightning speed, his face livid.

Mo Qingshuang was pushed away and nearly fell.

Qi Lin knelt on the ground, his face pale, and the bodyguards who came over after hearing the news quickly restrained Qi Lin, and the whole bedroom was filled with a depressing atmosphere.

The old lady Mo stared at Mo Zhixin: "Fake Mr. Qi, Zhixin, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Mo Zhixin didn't expect Yue Huaizhi to intervene, and a trace of panic flashed across his face.

But soon, she regained her composure, and pursed her lips: "Old lady, I didn't actually find Mr. Qi."