"Yes, yes." Someone chimed in.

If Shentao Pharmaceutical deliberately said that it could cure Qimeng's face, and then secretly repaired Qimeng's face with surgical skin grafting, and finally said that it was repaired with cosmetics, who doesn't know about this scam?

Mo Zhitao glanced at the female reporter and said, "Don't worry, I only need two hours." ”

"Two hours?" The female reporter cried out in disbelief. "How is this possible?"

As he spoke, Mo Zhitao took out a medicine bottle from his arms, which was the essence of the cosmetics he had just developed, and was going to be handed over to Shen Hua to use to synthesize cosmetics with other medicinal materials.

But now that such a thing has happened, Mo Zhitao has no choice but to take this bottle of essence to come over for emergency relief.

Mo Zhitao had already checked the injuries on Qimeng's face just now, he had already sealed some of Qimeng's acupuncture points, and he had also infused some true qi in her body, he must redeem this loss.

Even if Shen Hua didn't tell Mo Zhitao, Mo Zhitao also knew that this press conference was in big trouble because of Qimeng.

If Qimeng is sent to the hospital for treatment like this, not only will Shentao's cosmetics be finished this time, but even Qimeng will be finished.

"Listen, everyone, he said that two hours can restore Qimeng's face to the same as before, and we are all here to witness." The female reader exclaimed excitedly.

Now, even if Mo Zhitao sends Qimeng to the hospital for surgery, it will be impossible to recover in two hours.

When Shen Hua saw Mo Zhitao say this, he also took a gamble, anyway, Shen Tao was dominated by Mo Zhitao. If Mo Zhitao can't save this matter, then he has no choice.

"Well, one qiē is subject to what Mr. Mo said." Shen Hua nodded.

Mo Zhitao said: "Now please Miss Qimeng to come to the stage." ”

Qimeng in the back heard Mo Zhitao calling her, and she covered her face and walked up.

Now Qimeng's face is still hot, but there is nothing wrong with her body, but there is a broken mark on her face, and she is about to cry to death.

Mo Zhitao whispered to Qimeng: "You believe me, put your hand down." ”

"Yes." Qimeng looked at Mo Zhitao, and then slowly put her hand down.

"Ah, Qimeng is really disfigured." The people in the audience gasped and watched.

There was a commotion outside the door just now, and some people heard others say that Qimeng's face was ruined when she had an accident, but they didn't see Qimeng's face.

Now they can see very clearly, although Qimeng's face is only the size of half a fingernail, but it has ruined Qimeng's beautiful face. If Qimeng's face can't be healed by natural methods, then Qimeng's future will be gone.

Mo Zhitao said in a deep voice: "Now everyone has seen it, right?" Just now, the gangster pretended to be a reporter and shot Qimeng and the female bodyguard with a water gun filled with sulfuric acid, and they were both injured. ”

"See." The crowd answered. "If you cure Qimeng, we believe that your cosmetics are useful."

The eyes of the dealers in the audience also lit up, the reporters in front of them kept taking pictures, and some reporters kept writing with pens, probably sending out the news.

It is estimated that Qimeng will be disfigured soon, and now the news of using Shentao cosmetics for treatment will be on major websites and media, if Shentao cosmetics are really so powerful, then they are coming to the right place this time.

No matter how much it costs, they want this cosmetic.

Good things are hard to find, like some international brand-name things, they cost a lot of money, but consumers just pick them to buy.

"Alright, I'll treat Miss Qimeng now." Mo Zhitao opened the small bottle as he spoke, and a fragrance immediately filled the stage.

"Wow, what kind of medicine is that? It smells so good. The people in the audience said.

Mo Zhitao gently rubbed the ointment on Qimeng's face and said, "This fragrance is not a fragrance, but a natural plant fragrance. Shentao Pharmaceutical has its own planting base, and the drugs I am preparing now will take at least ten years or more, and those drugs can be used before they become materials. ”

"We remember that Shentao Pharmaceutical has not been established for ten years, and your medicine was planted by Shentao?" A reporter asked.

"No, it's wild, it's our herb picker who went to the deep mountains and old forests to pick it back, and others have no way of knowing the hard work." Mo Zhitao said.

He didn't say much to the reporters, he put the ointment on Qimeng's face, and then pressed the palm of his hand on the ointment.

"Whoosh." The Yin and Yang Five Elements Needle shot into Qi Meng's face at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

Because the Yin Yang Five Elements Needles had become very small and very sharp, Qi Meng just felt a slight pain in her face, and she didn't know that five needles had been shot into her face.

Although the Yin and Yang Five Elements Needle shot into Qi Meng's flesh, the Yin and Yang Five Elements Needle controlled her acupuncture points, so her blood did not flow out, just like usual.

Mo Zhitao saw that the Yin Yang Five Elements Needle was already running in Qi Meng's body, his palm moved slightly, and a superb Yang Qi surged towards those ointments.

If it was usual, it would take a few days for these ointments to be absorbed by Qimeng's body, but those reporters were waiting to see the results, so Mo Zhitao simply used the pure yang true qi in his body to refine the medicinal properties of those ointments, and then let Qimeng absorb them.

And the true qi of yin and yang has a healing and restorative effect on the human body, so Mo Zhitao constantly poured those internal forces into Qimeng's face.

"Qimeng, you can practice now, not only can you absorb those medicinal powers into your body, but you can also improve your martial arts." Mo Zhitao whispered.

If it weren't for Qimeng practicing martial arts, Mo Zhitao wouldn't dare to say that he would cure Qimeng's face within two hours.

If Qimeng knows martial arts, her medicinal power and physique in absorbing the ointment are better than ordinary people, achieving twice the result with half the effort.

And Qimeng had talked to him before, and her body was already familiar with his yin and yang formula, which was more helpful to Mo Zhitao's treatment.

"Yes, I see." Qimeng replied worriedly.

She has always been afraid that her face will not be restored, she is not worried that she will not be able to act, she is worried that she is ugly and can no longer be with Mo Zhitao. If she can't be with Mo Zhitao, what will she do?

It was only for a moment that Qimeng felt a hot sensation in her face, and then there was an itchy sensation, and she thought about reaching out to scratch it.

Mo Zhitao said softly: "Qimeng, you must endure it, otherwise, your face will be ruined." ”

"Yes, I'll bear with it." Qimeng hurriedly said.

After about half an hour, Mo Zhitao withdrew his hand, his face was full of sweat, and it had consumed at least fifty percent of his internal strength just now.

However, he had already refined all the medicinal properties of the ointment on Qimeng's face and poured it into Qimeng's body, as for whether Qimeng could absorb it all, it depended on Qimeng.

When the reporter saw Mo Zhitao leaving Qimeng, they immediately asked, "Mr. Mo, is Miss Qimeng okay now?" ”

Now Qimeng has a palm-sized black ointment on her face, and they don't know how Qimeng is now.

"It's not okay yet, it's good for two hours, don't rush." Mo Zhitao is authentic.

Then Mo Zhitao said to Shen Hua: "Brother Hua, you first take the Cheng dù of the press conference and introduce Shen Tao's products to you, Miss Qimeng, you don't care." ”

"Okay." Shen Hua nodded, and he asked the secretary to start introducing their Shen Tao's cosmetics this time.

And Mo Zhitao helped Qimeng to the backstage, and entered a room inside, after Qimeng bolted the door, she said to Mo Zhitao worriedly: "Brother Mo, if my face is very ugly and can't be restored, will you still want me?" ”

"I want, whatever you are, I want you." Mo Zhitao nodded.

"But." Qi Meng wanted to speak and stopped. Although Brother Mo said that he wouldn't care, if she became ugly, he would definitely have other opinions.

Mo Zhitao said solemnly: "Qimeng, you don't want so much, but, you hurry up and practice, this is a second-grade practice pill, you hurry up and eat it." I'll help you breathe your true qi later. ”

"Brother Mo, but you're so tired now." Qimeng looked at Mo Zhitao embarrassedly.

Mo Zhitao's face is a little pale now, and although the sweat is dry, he looks a little haggard.

"You don't care about me, I'll heal your face first." Mo Zhitao said.

"Okay." Qimeng nodded, she ate the second-grade practice pill handed over by Mo Zhitao, and a wave of energy surged towards her dantian.

Mo Zhitao didn't care much about this kind of second-grade martial arts pill, they often gave it to other brothers after refining it, so that they could improve the martial arts of those brothers.

Now that Qimeng has an accident, Mo Zhitao asked Li Qiqi to get a second-grade martial arts pill, just to help Qimeng improve his martial arts.

Alas, if Qimeng's martial arts were stronger, she would definitely be able to avoid the sulfuric acid water, and at the same time, there would be no such thing.

Mo Zhitao saw that Qi Meng was practicing martial arts after eating the second-grade practice pill, he pressed his hand on Qi Meng's qi acupoint, and he injected the yin qi in his body into Qi Meng's body.

Just now, Mo Zhitao gave Qimeng a lot of yang energy, and now if he gives yin energy, this can make Qimeng's body balance and restore his body much easier.

After half an hour like this, Mo Zhitao withdrew his palm, and then he said to Qimeng: "Qimeng, you continue to practice, you can't stop, there is still an hour to go, I will come and call you then." ”

"Thank you, Brother Mo." Qimeng said gratefully.

Mo Zhitao stood up and walked outside, he now only had thirty percent of his internal strength left. But he didn't have time to breathe and restore martial arts, he wanted to know what was going on with that fake reporter.

When Mo Zhitao went outside, Li Bin walked over and said embarrassedly: "Boss, it's useless for me, you punish me." ”

"It's already happened, it's useless to say this, I want to know who sent that fake reporter?" Mo Zhitao asked.

"We have asked with special means just now, that person used to be a fan of Qimeng, because after several courtships to Qimeng were rejected, he thought about ruining Qimeng's appearance, he said that if Qimeng becomes ugly, he will marry him." Li Bin said.

"This fan has made a lot of posts on the Internet about courting Qimeng, and the police have also confirmed the incident." Li Bin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Mo Zhitao asked, "How did that person get in?" With their ability, is it impossible to get a press card to come in? ”