The Heaven’s Jailer

Since the last auction, Liu Lang hadn't seen Li Mengdong again. It had been several months in a flash. Liu Lang stopped the car on the side of the road and answered Li Mengdong's call.

"Hello, Liu Lang, where are you?" Li Mengdong asked directly as soon as the phone was connected.

"I'm in Nanshan!" Liu Lang replied.

"I asked you where you are in Nanshan, and I'll go find you!" Li Mengdong's tone was a little hasty.

"Have you come to Nanshan? Where are you now? I'll pick you up!"

Although the old man Li Mengdong was a bit stubborn, he helped Liu Lang last time, and Mr. Mu was able to turn the crisis into safety under Li Mengdong's treatment. Therefore, when he heard that Li Mengdong had come to Nanshan again, Liu Lang offered to I am going to pick up Li Mengdong.

"Okay, come here. I'm just outside Nanshan Airport. There are too few taxis in Nanshan. I've been waiting for almost ten minutes, but I haven't seen one." Li Mengdong on the phone hesitated for a moment, but still agreed. down.

"Then wait a moment, I'll be right there!"

The Land Rover turned around and headed directly towards the airport.

Twenty minutes later, Liu Lang came outside the airport and saw Li Mengdong waiting anxiously by the side of the road holding a suitcase from a distance.

Seeing where Li Mengdong was waiting, Liu Lang was also speechless. No wonder the old man couldn't wait for a taxi. This section is a taxi-forbidden area, and you can see countless taxis after walking a few hundred meters.

Liu Lang drove the car directly to Li Mengdong's side. Opening the car door, he quickly ran to Li Mengdong, "Mr. Li, you didn't even say hello in advance when you came!"

While speaking, Liu Lang took the suitcase from Li Mengdong's hand.

"Sudden attack, don't you welcome it?" Li Mengdong said with a straight face.

"Of course you are welcome. Are you here for work or travel?" Liu Lang threw the suitcase on the back seat and opened the co-pilot's door.

"It's not a job, nor a trip. I came to Nanshan this time to find you." Li Mengdong got in the car and moved his buttocks, "Hey, Liu Lang, you changed cars? I remember the last time I took your car , not this feeling."

Li Mengdong didn't have much research on the car, and he couldn't tell whether it was extended or not, but he felt very sensitive, and immediately noticed that the seat was more comfortable than last time.

That's the difference between a million cars and two million cars.

"The last car was crashed. This one was just replaced. You are the first passenger in this car." Liu Lang laughed, ran back to the driver's seat and sat down.

"Such a good car crashed? What a prodigal!" Li Mengdong said with some distress.

"With your price, you can buy dozens of cars like this!" Last time Li Mengdong was the president of the auction, he bid tens of millions of dollars.

"I wouldn't buy this kind of thing even if I had money." Li Mengdong curled his lips. An old man in his 70s and 80s has completely different consumption concepts from young people.

In his view, a car is just a means of transportation. It costs hundreds of thousands to millions, or even millions to buy a car. Its actual function is no different from that of a taxi on the road.

As soon as Liu Lang stepped on the accelerator, the car drove out of the range of the airport and onto the main road, and then asked, "Mr. Li, you just said that you came to find me on a special trip. What's the matter? You have to make a trip yourself."

"Concentrate on driving first, and I'll tell you when you get out of the car." Li Mengdong looked serious.

"Then where are we going?" Liu Lang asked.

"Just find a quiet place where no one will disturb you!" Li Mengdong said after thinking for a while.

"Okay, sit down!"

Liu Lang remembered that there was a tea house not far from the Xiangxie Garden, which was very quiet and more in line with Li Mengdong's style. If this old man was brought into the coffee shop, he would definitely not be used to it.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the teahouse named Xiaoming Pavilion.

Liu Lang and Li Mengdong walked into the teahouse one after the other. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, so there was no one in the teahouse at all. Liu Lang asked for an elegant room on the side, sat down opposite Li Mengdong, and casually ordered a pot For more expensive tea, the waiter was sent away.

"Old Li, you can talk now!" Liu Lang asked Li Mengdong himself, pouring a cup of tea for him.

In his opinion, Li Mengdong must have asked him about the thousand-year-old ginseng. Although he had given him two before, these were consumables, and they might have been used up.

Li Mengdong nodded, took a small sip of tea, and then said: "I heard from Xiaoge that you have a younger brother who was addicted to hallucinogens before and almost died, but he was cured later..."

"Wait, Mr. Li, who is Xiaoge you're talking about?" Liu Lang interrupted Li Mengdong.

"Xiao Ge's name is Ge Zheng, you should know him!" Li Mengdong doubted.

"It turned out to be Professor Ge Zheng. You said Xiao Ge just now. I thought he was a young man! Professor Ge Zheng was right. I have a younger brother who was killed by someone before, but he is fine now." Liu Lang smiled wryly. .

"I came today just for this matter." Li Mengdong nodded, "I want to ask, is your brother really cured by acupuncture?"

The day before yesterday, Li Mengdong received a call from Ge Zheng. Ge Zheng asked him whether acupuncture could be used in detoxification. He had heard of it, so he asked Ge Zheng why he had such an idea.

Ge Zheng told him about a case, and Li Mengdong was shocked when he heard it.

To be honest, in principle, it is completely feasible to use acupuncture and moxibustion as an aid in detoxification, but it requires the support of specific acupuncture methods.

Li Mengdong asked himself about the current acupuncture techniques. He basically dabbled in it, but he had never heard of such an acupuncture technique. He calculated and calculated, but he couldn't find out that anyone in the acupuncture circle has such a great ability.

Immediately, he asked Ge Zheng, who was the specific person who gave the needle, but Ge Zheng told him that he didn't know, because the genius doctor asked the patient to keep it secret.

How could Li Mengdong give up? Over the years, he has been devoting himself to the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture. He finally met a god-like existence, so he naturally wanted to visit and learn.

Therefore, he decided to come to Nanshan to look for the patient himself, and asked about the identity of the genius doctor. After asking Ge Zheng, he learned that the patient's family member was actually his acquaintance Liu Lang.

Originally, Li Mengdong was going to look for Liu Lang yesterday, but there was a big brother who was ill at the moment, and he was called there for a consultation, so he came to Nanshan today.

Liu Lang didn't know that there were so many inside stories, since Li Mengdong asked, he didn't hide it, nodded and said: "That's right, my brother was cured by acupuncture."

"Who is the person who gave the needle?" Li Mengdong was overjoyed when he got Liu Lang's confirmation. Since Liu Lang said so, it proved that the god-man really existed, and he couldn't help asking urgently.