The Heaven’s Jailer

Mu Xueqing instinctively wanted to pull her foot back, but the numb feeling that spread to her heart through her ankle made her hesitate again. Finally, she chose to close her eyes and let Liu Lang's hands rest on her ankle. gallop on.

"It doesn't seem to hurt that much." A minute later, Mu Xueqing suddenly felt that the pain had subsided a lot. She opened her eyes and found that Liu Lang was rubbing and rubbing her ankle with a serious face.

"Don't he feel a little bit?" Mu Xueqing suddenly had such a thought in her heart, and immediately blushed, secretly wondering if she had a spring heart.

In fact, Liu Lang's heart is far less pure than it appears on his face.

"Why can I only massage the ankles? If I help Mu Xueqing massage other parts like what Director Fang said in the hospital before, it will definitely be 10,000 times better than now."

Ten minutes later, a set of massage therapy was completed, and Mu Xueqing's ankle was obviously much less swollen, and it was no longer bulging like before.

At this time, Mr. Mu also experienced a great change. Judging from the appearance alone, Mr. Mu looks like a healthy person who is sleeping soundly.

Li Mengdong had already stood up to give Mr. Mu his pulse.

After a while, Li Mengdong put down Mr. Mu's wrist, his face relaxed a lot.

"Old Li, how is my father?" Mu Zhenghong hurried up to Li Mengdong and asked respectfully.

"It should be all right." Li Mengdong took a deep breath and said with relief. Over the past few decades, he has saved countless people, but this time today, he is the most satisfied.

Because while saving people, he was finally able to pass on the Thirteen Needles of Tiangang, even though Liu Lang was not his disciple. It has nothing to do with his teacher.

"Then why hasn't my father woke up yet?" Mu Zhenghong hesitated and asked.

"Now the silver needle seals Mu Lao's meridians, as long as the silver needle is pulled out, Mu Lao should be able to wake up soon." Li Mengdong turned to Liu Lang, "Liu Lang, start the needle!"

Liu Lang nodded, and walked to the hospital bed. Although the injection of the needle is not like the injection of the needle, many details need to be paid attention to, but it is not just a matter of pulling it out casually.

However, Liu Lang's acupuncture technique was passed down from "Thirty-Six Needles of Tiangang", and with his cultivation of Qi Refining Realm, it is extremely simple to start acupuncture with true energy.

With a sweep of his hand, the thirteen silver needles fell back into Liu Lang's hands.

After only two or three minutes, Mr. Mu woke up leisurely.

The Mu family hurried to the hospital bed.

"Zhenghong, Mu Xue..." Although Mr. Mu didn't have much strength, he was very clear-headed and recognized the family members around the bed at a glance.

"Don't let Mr. Mu talk too much. He has just recovered and needs to rest. It is estimated that in half a month, he will be able to recover to the state before his illness." Li Mengdong reminded him.

The Mu family wept with joy, and after a long time, Mu Zhenghong, his wife and Mu Xueqing came before Li Mengdong again.

"Old Li, thank you for saving my father. You are the great benefactor of our Mu family. In the future, if there is a need for our Mu family to contribute, you can speak up and we will do our best." Mu Zhenghong solemnly bowed to Li Mengdong He bowed and said.

"I don't dare to do that. Today's protagonist is Liu Lang. That prescription alone can't cure Mu Lao." Li Mengdong pointed at Liu Lang and said.

The Mu family's eyes immediately shifted to Liu Lang.

Just as Li Mengdong said, if Liu Lang hadn't performed the magical life-hanging acupuncture technique, Mr. Mu would not have been able to catch Li Mengdong's arrival. Afterwards, if Liu Lang hadn't performed the acupuncture technique again, Li Mengdong's medicine would not have been effective. , Judging from these two points, Mr. Mu's life was indeed saved by Liu Lang.

"Uh...Actually, I just listen to Mr. Li's command. Besides, this is what I should do." Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Liu Lang smiled embarrassedly and said.

"Yes, Liu Lang is from my family, so I don't need to say thank you." Mu Zhenghong nodded, and after a pause, he said: "Liu Lang, you and Xueqing have been engaged for a long time, otherwise, After the old man recovers, pick a good day and get married, anyway, you are now..."

Liu Lang and Mu Xueqing lived alone in a villa for several months. If nothing happened, no one would believe it.

Mu Zhenghong hadn't mentioned the matter of getting the two of them married before, mainly because he still rejected Liu Lang from the bottom of his heart. After all, there was a huge gap in identity between the downcast Liu Lang and his daughter.

But recently, through his understanding, Liu Lang has made great progress in his career. He opened his own travel company and became a professor at Nanshan University. A powerful opponent has brought hundreds of millions of dollars in benefits.

Of course, the most important point is that Liu Lang saved the old man today.

"This... I listen to Xueqing." Liu Lang and Mu Xueqing's fake engagement was kept a secret from the Mu family. Now that Mu Zhenghong suddenly proposed to let them get married, Liu Lang really didn't know what to say. After thinking about it, he dumped the blame on Mu Xueqing who was standing behind Mu Zhenghong.

Hearing what Liu Lang said, Mu Zhenghong and his wife immediately turned around and looked at their daughter.

"Well, let Liu Lang and I discuss it again. After all, our careers have just started..." Mu Xueqing didn't know what to say for a moment, so she could only make up a reason.

"Cultivate one's morals, govern one's family, govern one's country, and bring peace to the world. The ancients said that one must first start a family and then establish a career." Before Mu Zhenghong and his wife could say anything, Li Mengdong interrupted.

"Old Li is right! There is no end to career development, we should get married first." Mu Xueqing's parents immediately echoed.

Liu Lang wished he could kill Li Mengdong now, he couldn't make it through in the first place, and the old man was still adding to the chaos.

"Okay, we will decide on our own about the marriage, don't worry about it anymore! If you force us again, we won't come back in the future." Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Mu Xueqing immediately resorted to killer feature.

It was precisely because she ran away from home that Mu Xueqing had the right to speak at home. Seeing that Mu Xueqing was going to be anxious, Mu Zhenghong and his wife immediately dared not speak.

Fearing that Mr. Mu's illness would recur, the Mu family specially packed two guest rooms in the manor for Liu Lang and Li Mengdong to live in.

After a day of tossing, Liu Lang was also a little tired. After taking a shower, he went into the fairy prison for a routine inspection.

The clock had already pointed to ten o'clock. At this time, there should be silence in the Immortal Prison, but as soon as he entered the Immortal Prison, Liu Lang heard the noise of people in the cafeteria.

I ran over to take a look, only to find that most of the prisoners in the fairy prison were still staying in the cafeteria.

In the middle of the cafeteria, a prisoner with two small black beards was registering with a pen and paper. On the table in front of him, a large pile of amethyst coins had already been piled up.