Early the next morning, Xu Chao and the two left the school one after another, and after the two were sent away, they were just about to return to the villa when they received a phone call, but this call was from Huang Lao.

After Huang Lao became ill that day, he was recommended by the health care doctor to go to the hospital for detailed monitoring, and stayed in the hospital for a few days for observation, knowing that he only returned to the villa of Liangdu University last night.

"Brother Mo, I invite you to come this time to say goodbye to you. "When Huang Lao saw Moke, he got straight to the point.

"Farewell?" the inkman was slightly stunned.

"This time, the family was not very relieved, so I went back to the nursing home, after all, there is a special hospital there, and if there is anything, it is easy to take care of it. Huang Lao said.

Moke nodded slightly, Huang Lao's identity is a little special, there are special health doctors and bodyguards around him, if he hadn't been by his side this time, and he would have been rescued in time, I'm afraid it would be difficult to survive. Under such circumstances, his family naturally wanted him to be in a more secure place, after all, the medical conditions at Qingdao University were far inferior to those in the cadre sanatorium.

"The sanatorium is a little far away from Liangda, but it is also in Liangdu, and it will be my brother's birthday in half a month, so you can appreciate your face. Huang Lao said with a smile.

"Brother Huang invited, and the kid should go. Moke said hurriedly.

"Old Huang, it's time for you to take medicine. At this moment, a cold voice came from the side.

"You talk, I'll be with you first. When Huang Lao heard this, he smiled knowingly, and immediately got up to leave.

Looking at Huang Lao's appearance, Moke smiled bitterly in his heart, obviously no one explained the misunderstanding that day to Huang Lao, so that now Huang Lao is misunderstanding him.

"Mr. Mo, I have something to ask you, I don't know if it's convenient for you now?" Zhou Yixing looked at Moke and said slowly.

"Doctor Zhou, I don't know what's going on?" Moke looked at Zhou Yixing with some curiosity, this woman can become Huang Lao's health care doctor at a young age, and her own medical skills will definitely not be bad.

"I'm curious to know, how did you make the shrapnel in Huang Lao's body move?" Zhou Yixing said in a deep voice.

In fact, shrapnel is moving in Huang Lao's body all the time, but this movement is uncontrollable and has great harm to the body. But after Moke's treatment, the movement of shrenching failed to cause any damage to the tissues in Huang Lao's body, which is a bit incredible. It must be known that Huang Lao did not have any external injuries on his body, which means that Moke has a special means to make the shrapnel in Huang Lao's body move.

"Do you believe me when I say I know qigong?" Moke pursed his lips, and he couldn't explain anything about spiritual power.

"I believe it. Zhou Yixing nodded.

When the ink man heard this, he looked at Zhou Yixing with some astonishment, Zhou Yixing actually believed him?

You must know that if anyone says that they know qigong now, they will be regarded as liars 100%, Zhou Yixing's medical skills are very high, how can he believe such an unscientific thing?

"I was born into a family of medicine, my grandfather was a Chinese medicine practitioner, but I was exposed to Western medicine since I was a child, and I was even suspicious of Chinese medicine at first, but I once personally saw my grandfather save people, and he could anesthetize patients with silver needles alone, and he could cure diseases with acupuncture. Zhou Yixing said.

Acupuncture pays attention to acupuncture points, but there is no scientific basis for acupuncture points, at first Zhou Yixing didn't believe it at all, but after seeing it several times, and even experiencing it herself, she believed that Chinese medicine could cure diseases. Even later followed her grandfather to study Chinese medicine, she was able to become Huang Lao's health care doctor, in addition to her own medical skills, the combination of Chinese and Western medical methods is also an extremely important reason.

"Since you believe in qigong, it's easy to explain. The ink man smiled slightly and said, "To put it simply, I just used my qi to protect Huang Lao's body and lead the piece away from the vital point. ”

Zhou Yixing didn't think it was strange when she heard this, after all, both Chinese and Western medicine are medical skills, and there are many things in common, such as the key points, most of which are the same. And to stabilize Huang Lao's condition, it is to let the shrapnel not move to the critical position, once it reaches the critical position, even a small wound can be fatal.

"If you use medicine to protect Huang Lao's body, can you take out the shrapnel?" Zhou Yixing said.

"Medicine?" the ink man was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head, "Medicine is very difficult to do, and the operation is too dangerous. ”

"If the operation can't be done, then the qi function works?" Zhou Yixing smiled coldly, "Don't think I don't know, you tell Huang Lao in private that you can cure him, although I don't know who you are, but I want to tell you, if you want to get any benefits from Huang Lao, you will regret it!"

Hearing this, Moke understood that Zhou Yixing found it not for any qigong problem at all, but wanted him to leave Huang Lao.

"Qi can't do it, I don't know. The ink man smiled slightly, and the next moment, he stretched out his hand and pressed it slightly on the coffee table of the master and wife in front of him, "But the operation will definitely not work!"

As he spoke, the ink artist raised the palm on the coffee table slightly, leaving only a deep palm mark on the coffee table.

"Hey, this is qigong?" Seeing this scene, Zhou Yixing couldn't help but gasp, she knew how hard the solid wood coffee table was, and the ink man pressed it lightly, leaving such a deep palm mark, how much strength is this?

"You'd better not lie to me, Huang Lao's identity is not something you can think about, once you are found to be cheating on us, no one in Huaxia will be able to protect you!" Zhou Yiyun looked at Mo Ke coldly.

"I never lie. The inkman shrugged.

"I hope so. Zhou Yixing smiled slightly and said, "I forgot to tell you that this coffee table is public, 10,000." ”

"What?" The ink man looked at Zhou Yixing incredulously, he was still doubting his intentions a moment ago, but at this moment, he actually made him lose money directly?

"Ten thousand. Zhou Yixing glanced at Moke lightly and said with a smile, "If you apologize to me, I can treat it as if I didn't see it." ”

The corners of Moke's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but wonder if Zhou Yixing did it on purpose, otherwise how could he suddenly make him lose money.

"I chose to lose money. Moke pouted, if it was a few days ago, he might have to choose to apologize, but let him apologize for this iceberg, he would rather lose money!

"You" Zhou Yixing's face sank, snorted lightly, and glared at the ink man fiercely before turning around and leaving.

"Brother Mo, looking at your appearance, it doesn't seem like you're chatting very happily?" At this time, Huang Lao, who had just taken the medicine, returned to the living room.

"Brother Huang, we are not what you think at all. The inkman smiled wryly.

"I understand, I understand. Huang Lao smiled slightly, his eyes fell on the coffee table, but his expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but speak, "Brother Mo, this is you"

"Brother Huang, I will accompany you. The corners of Moke's mouth twitched, but his hands rose and fell, and the ten thousand were gone.

"I'm not talking about this, I'm just trying to ask, if I want to practice internal skills, do I have a chance?" Huang Lao shook his head again and again.

Huang Lao always thought that he was practicing the internal skills of martial arts people, and he asked such a question at this moment.

"Brother Huang, this thing must start from a young age, your age" Moke sighed, don't talk about Huang Lao, even if it was him, if it weren't for the power left by Xuanyuan Young Emperor to wash his hair and cut off the marrow, he wouldn't be able to cultivate spiritual power.

Hearing the ink man's answer, Huang Lao sighed slightly.

"In fact, I have asked a few old friends before, and they all got such answers, but they have only practiced boxing for a lifetime, but they have not even entered the threshold, which is somewhat unwilling. Huang Lao sighed.

Seeing this, the ink man couldn't help but be silent, once he was over his age, if he wanted to cultivate, there were only two ways, one was for the strong to help wash the hair and marrow, just like the ink man, because the power of Xuanyuan Shaohuang helped him wash the hair and marrow and change his physique, he could cultivate. However, if you want to wash the hair and cut the marrow, you need at least the level of Dao Wuzun. The second method is to cleanse the marrow pill, this kind of pill can be refined by building a foundation realm, but this is not the Four Emperors Realm, whether it can gather the materials for refining is a problem, even if it is done, with the experience of the ink artist who has never practiced the pill, there are no dozens of medicinal materials to base up, and it is almost impossible to successfully refine the marrow washing pill.

No matter which method it is, the requirements are too high, and it is not at all possible that the current ink artists can do it.

"Elder Huang, have you seen other internal strength cultivators?" the ink man couldn't help but divert the topic.

"I've seen some, in fact, martial arts have always existed, but compared to the era of cold weapons, the current martial arts are more secretive and low-key, and they won't shoot easily. Huang Lao smiled, he has a special identity, plus he experienced war when he was young, and he has seen the cultivators of martial arts people take action.

Hearing this, Moke couldn't help but nodded, now is not the era of cold weapons, a pistol, a martial artist who is not at the level of the foundation building realm, has to kneel, even if it is the foundation building realm, he does not dare to resist hard, he can only say that he has the opportunity to strike first. With the strength of the ink man, if it were changed to the era of cold weapons, a hundred enemies would not be a problem, but now, only a pistol was needed to kill him.

What's more, there are still many thermal weapons that are more powerful than pistols, unless it is a strong person at the level of Wuzun, otherwise in this era of thermal weapons, personal force is simply not enough.

The ink man asked a lot of things about martial arts, in addition to some secrets, Huang Lao was also happy to explain to the ink ke, through Huang Lao's words, the ink ke also has some understanding of today's martial arts.

In today's martial arts, there are not many people whose strength has reached the level of Moke, otherwise, with the identity of Huang Lao, it is not difficult to let a strong man force out the shrapnel in his body, and he will not be tortured by illness for so many years.

"That is to say, in today's martial arts, basically the strongest internal strength cultivator plus the strong person of the martial arts fist, that is, the 8th-order martial artist level, and there may be some hidden masters, but the foundation building realm is probably the limit. The inkman said secretly.

The two chatted for a long time, and it was not until lunch that the ink man said goodbye and left.

For the rest of the time, Moke had been in retreat and cultivation, and in the blink of an eye, a few days passed. On this day, Moke was practicing in the bedroom, and the phone suddenly rang, but it was a call from Luo Wanmei.

"Moke, it's time for you, the gambling stone consultant, to come to the company to take a look. On the phone, Luo Wanmei's voice came.

"Okay. Moke nodded, in fact, since the signing of the contract that day, Moke, the gambling stone consultant, still doesn't know where his company is. Of course, this is also because Luo Wanmei was attacked that day, because Luo Wanmei was attacked, he couldn't take care of him at all, and it wasn't until now that the company's affairs were almost handled, and Luo Wanmei called him.

Roche Jewelry was poached because of the gambling stone consultant, and the company's supply also had problems, so that the company was panicked.

"I've already asked Chen Feng to pick you up, you go directly to the school gate, and he will send you over. Luo Wanmei said.

Chen Feng was the driver who sent him back to school that day, Ah Long was probably not discharged from the hospital now because of his injury, after all, he had monitored Ah Long's body at the beginning, and knew that Ah Long's injury was not light, and I am afraid it would be difficult to recover for a month.

As soon as Moke arrived at the school gate, he saw Chen Feng waiting.

"Mr. Mo, the chairman asked me to pick you up. Chen Feng said.

The car drove for more than half an hour and came to the center of Liangdu Commercial Street, the head office of Roche Jewelry is in the most prosperous location of the commercial street, and the headquarters office of Roche Jewelry is in the office building on the side.

"Mr. Mo, the chairman asked me to pick you up. As soon as the inkman got out of the car, a capable woman walked over, and some cyan marks were faintly visible on the woman's head.

This person is none other than Luo Wanmei's assistant, Xu Jiajia, who was knocked unconscious when she met a robber that day, but her injuries were much better than Ah Long's.

Under the guidance of Xu Jiajia, the two walked towards the headquarters of Roche Jewelry.

"Mr. Mo, thank you, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be here. Xu Jiajia said gratefully.

"But it's just the right time, and besides, I'm a member of the company. Inkman said with a smile.

"You are a big tyrant, and I can't make any money in a day, in my life. Xu Jiajia couldn't help but say with envy, Moke originally solved four pieces of jadeite and sold them for nearly eight million, counting the two pieces of jade she left behind, worth more than nine million, although she is the assistant to the chairman, but nine million is also a great wealth for her.

"It's just a little luckier. Moke smiled slightly, he had millions of huge sums of money, and he was also a lot more confident, if it was before, how could he have the courage to talk and laugh with a successful woman like Xu Jiajia.

"By the way, the chairman is now in the conference room, and the owners of several branches in Liangdu have arrived, and the company is already a little precarious, and the chairman is attacked, and the situation is even worse now. Xu Jiajia said in a deep voice.

Moke was stunned for a moment, and then nodded, he also understood why Luo Wanmei asked him to come to the company at this time, obviously the company's people were already very unstable, otherwise they would not be in a hurry to let him come over.

Originally, there were problems in the company's operation, and now the chairman is under attack, if even Luo Wanmei has a problem, then Roche Jewelry will really be over!

"Chairman, Mr. Mo has arrived. Coming to the conference room, Xu Jiajia knocked on the door and spoke.

"Come in. Luo Wanmei's voice came from the conference room.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is our new gambling stone consultant at Roche Jewelry. As soon as Moke entered the conference room, Luo Wanmei opened his mouth and introduced.

"Him?"

"Can you do it at such a young age?"

"It's not going to be just someone to stabilize us, is it?"

The owner of the branch in the conference room looked at Moke, frowned, and began to discuss dissatisfied.

The age of the ink artist is only in his early twenties, and the gambling stone consultants of the jewelry company are basically in their early forties, and the gambling stone consultants in their twenties are probably only those famous disciples in the gambling stone world who have such treatment.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Mo was in Liangdu Antique Street before, and he lifted four pieces of jade one after another, and all four of them rose sharply, including an emerald. Luo Wanmei's eyes swept over everyone, and said lightly, "If you don't believe it, you can go to the antique street and ask!"

"This" Hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but fall silent, it was impossible for Luo Wanmei to lie to them about this matter, after all, they were all people in this circle, as long as they inquired, they would know the truth or falsehood.