Meng Qingtong didn't know what Mo Bei and his son were talking about, but he heard his son's long-lost laughter, which made all of them very excited, especially Liu Wanru, who even had crystal tears in her eyes, her husband had become silent since the car accident, but now he seemed to have stepped out of that shadow.

Not to mention whether Mo Bei could heal her husband, she was very touched by the fact that he could make her husband smile so happily.

Night falls.

Meng Qingtong asked the servant to make a table of sumptuous dishes to entertain Mo Bei and Zhao Yunshan.

Zhao Yunshan didn't leave, because he still had to see the process of Mo Bei's healing of Meng Xiangwei to see if he was as powerful as he said before.

Of course, the reason why Zhao Yunshan stayed was mainly because of Liu Wanru's retention, she didn't believe that Mo Bei could heal her man, so she decided to let Zhao Yunshan stay, in order to be able to do follow-up treatment.

This dinner was not more than Mo Bei and Zhao Yunshan, and even Meng Xiangwei came to the restaurant in a wheelchair, which made Meng Qingtong very happy, because after the car accident, their family had never gathered around a table to eat a decent meal.

"Dad, I was wrong, I salute you with this glass of wine. Meng Xiangwei said with a glass of wine, and after chatting with Mo Bei, he had already realized the wrong things he had done in the past few months.

Meng Qingtong burst into tears: "If you know your mistakes, you will be a good child!"

Zhao Yunshan spoke: "Mr. Meng should not drink alcohol in this situation, and the presence of alcohol in the body is not conducive to follow-up treatment." ”

Meng Xiangwei's face sank, and he looked at Zhao Yunshan unhappily: "I wonder, will you doctors do anything other than make patients avoid eating? They all say that liquor can invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis, am I not even qualified to drink a sip of wine? Why are you and Brother Mobei both doctors, why are you so happy to chat with him but so depressed to chat with you? Why is the gap between people so big?"

Watt?

Zhao Yunshan was a little confused, he just persuaded him with good words, but he didn't expect Meng Xiangwei to be so excited.

Mo Bei smiled and said, "It's okay to drink a little. ”

"You guys eat, I'll go out for a walk!" Zhao Yunshan smiled reluctantly, and then walked out, he really couldn't figure out why the Meng family valued Mo Bei so much, even if he had saved Xiaoshi?

Zhao Yunshan didn't like Mo Bei very much, but now he couldn't help him.

However, he was also very calm, in his opinion, three days later would be Mo Bei's death, and he would be severely humiliated if he said anything at that time.

Just when Zhao Yunshan just walked out of the restaurant, a sound of glass shattering suddenly sounded, and Meng Xiangwei's face showed a solemn expression.

"Husband, what's wrong with you, don't scare us!" Liu Wanru exclaimed.

"What's the matter?" Meng Xiangwei also quickly stood up.

Zhao Yunshan returned the same way, only to hear him snort softly: "I just said that Mr. Meng should not drink alcohol in this situation, you have to listen to it, now you know what I said, right? This surnamed Mo does not know any medical skills at all, you will only harm Mr. Meng if you listen to him, in my opinion, it is the king to drive him out as soon as possible." ”

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" the stone asked repeatedly, his immature face full of nervousness.

Meng Xiangwei subconsciously swallowed his saliva: "My legs are a little uncomfortable!"

Zhao Yunshan sneered again and again: "See? I just said that drinking alcohol is not conducive to future treatment, and now Mr. Meng's leg is uncomfortable." No, isn't it right, aren't you already unconscious in your legs?

Quiet!

The huge restaurant was quiet, and everyone except Mo Bei looked at Meng Xiangwei with an incredible look.

"Maybe Brother Mo Bei's massage technique is too magical!" Meng Xiangwei's face was full of excitement, although his legs were very uncomfortable, he was very excited, because he felt the presence of his legs.

It was just one massage of his legs that he regained some sensation, and in three days he would definitely be able to walk on the ground, absolutely.

"I knew that Brother Mo could cure you. Meng Qingtong cried with joy.

"Dad, you both call Brother Mo Shenyi, this generation is a bit messy!" Liu Wanru pursed her lips and smiled, and her heart was also deeply impressed by Mo Bei's medical skills, not to mention anything else, just by massaging her husband's legs to restore some sensation, you can see his medical skills.

"Grandpa, didn't you say before that my eldest brother didn't know medical skills, since he didn't understand medical skills, why did my father's legs feel it?" Shi looked at Zhao Yunshan with an innocent face.

Hearing this title, everyone in the Meng family collectively rolled their eyes, their own generations were very chaotic, and now --- even more chaotic.

Looking at Zhao Yunshan, he saw that his face was full of embarrassment, he thought that Meng Xiangwei was unwell caused by drinking, but he thought that his legs had regained some sensation, which was really a slap in the face.

Coughing lightly, Zhao Yunshan said: "This may be an illusion produced by subjective consciousness, and it doesn't prove anything." Saying that, he smiled reluctantly and turned away, he really didn't have the face to continue to stay here! Yes, the amount of face he has lost in his life is not as much as it is today, all because of that guy from Mo Bei.

Meng Xiangwei's legs regained some sense, which made the atmosphere of dinner more and more festive, and he wanted to have a few more drinks with Mo Bei, but he was rejected by Mo Bei, it is okay to drink a little less wine, but it hurts the body if you drink too much, normal people are like this, let alone Meng Xiangwei.

Meng Qingtong also knew that drinking alcohol hurt his body, but he couldn't bear to be happy today, so he made an exception and drank a few more glasses, and the drinks used to entertain Mobei were all Moutai that he treasured.

Mo Bei had already gotten up before dawn the next day, not only him, but everyone in the Meng family had also gotten up early, and even Zhao Yunshan had already woken up.

Meng Xiangwei was pushed into the garden by his wife in a wheelchair.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Zhao Yunshan's eyes became more and more unkind when he looked at Mo Bei, he had seen many people treat diseases and save people, but he had never seen anyone seek medical treatment before dawn, you must know that although it was summer, the temperature was still a little cold at this time, and it was not suitable to go out with Meng Xiangwei's injury.

Time passed slowly, just when a touch of fish belly white appeared in the east, Mo Bei decisively took out the prepared silver needle, he didn't know how to prick the silver needle, but the moment he held the silver needle, he clearly felt where the silver needle should fall on Meng Xiangwei's leg.

Mo Bei's speed was very fast, and in an instant, he pierced more than a dozen silver needles on Meng Xiangwei's legs, and at the same time, he also clearly felt the purple qi coming from the east.

"It must be successful!"

Mo Bei's heart beat faster, and while silently reciting the Purple Yang Decision, he injected the absorbed purple qi into Meng Xiangwei's legs.