Rescue

Ten minutes later, Qin Mo brought Shao Lanfang out of the residential area.

Aside from some basic documents, he didn't take anything else with him.

"Amo, where are you taking me? Those people from earlier, won't they come after you?"

Shao Lanfang was still shaken and kept asking Qin Mo questions in the taxi.

In front of her, Qin Mo finally managed to suppress his anger and said gently, "Don't worry, Mom, they won't dare to come again."

"In the past few years, my son has learned some skills, so he will be able to support himself and take better care of you in the future."

"That place wasn't safe to stay in. Let me take you to a hotel first."

Upon hearing that she needed to stay in a hotel, Shao Lanfang panicked: "Hotels...that's too expensive! No, no, you just got out of here, you need to save some money for yourself..."

"Don't worry, Mom, your son has money."

Qin Mo held her down, feigning displeasure: "What, Mom, are you afraid your son's money isn't clean?"

"How could that be! What nonsense are you spouting, you brat?" Shao Lanfang said with a laugh.

"Then you can rest assured and follow my instructions!"

"Okay, okay... I'll do whatever you say." Shao Lanfang finally smiled: "My son is back, and I can finally rest easy..."

However, Qin Mo couldn't manage a smile.

He had just seen it; Shao Lanfang's eyes had been blinded by poison, almost five years ago.

What his mother went through in those five years was far more agonizing than what he experienced in prison.

He knew it was all because of him.

If this person isn't caught, he'll be unworthy of being a son.

However, his immediate priority was to settle Shao Lanfang down and then treat her eyes.

After leaving, he bought a box of acupuncture needles at the nearest pharmacy.

The mother and son then took a taxi directly to a five-star hotel in the city.

On his way here, he asked Su Dingshan to book a room for him, and he would pay for it himself.

Without saying a word, Su Dingshan gave him the hotel address.

The presidential suite there was booked by Su Dingshan year-round and was previously used specifically for receiving guests.

Qin Mo can stay there directly.

Qin Mo didn't stand on ceremony.

He treated Su Wanxing's illness, and if we were to calculate the medical expenses, given his status, a presidential suite would be nothing to him.

Upon entering the hotel lobby, he asked Shao Lanfang to wait on the sofa while he checked in.

But as soon as he arrived at the front desk, someone called out his name.

"Qin Mo? You're Qin Mo?"

The person who called him was the receptionist.

The woman wore heavy makeup and a bodycon skirt, and spoke in an exaggerated voice.

Qin Mo stared at her for a while before tentatively asking, "Are you Zhang Qian?"

"It really is you!"

As soon as Zhang Qian spoke, several waiters nearby looked over.

She was Qin Mo's college classmate, but they weren't in the same department; she studied hotel management.

She had once pursued Qin Mo, but he rejected her because he was already smitten with Lin Wanqing.

"Yes, hello."

Upon seeing his old classmate again, Qin Mo maintained his politeness and gentlemanly demeanor: "I'm here to check in."

"You? You're here to check in?"

Zhang Qian raised her voice, her face full of sarcasm: "That can't be right. Five years ago, I heard that you failed to become Lin Wanqing's son-in-law and ended up in prison?"

"This is a five-star hotel, can you afford to stay here?"

Five years ago, she was overjoyed when she heard that Qin Mo had been imprisoned.

She was, after all, the most beautiful girl in the department. When she was pursuing Qin Mo, he dared to ignore her and then turned around and hooked up with Lin Wanqing.

Seeing Qin Mo get dumped, and that he'd just been released from prison, accompanied by a ragged Shao Lanfang, she felt incredibly relieved.

"I'm sorry, our cheapest room is 3,000 a night."

"You've probably been inside for too long and don't know the prices outside. Why don't you go to the train station and take a look? It's cheaper there."

"Besides... you have a criminal record, so I can't help you check in."

With just a few words, Zhang Qian revealed Qin Mo's identity.

The receptionists who had been flirting with Qin Mo suddenly looked at him with disdain.

"Tch, I thought he was some rich young master, turns out he's just a convict."

"He's a convict who couldn't even be a kept man, what a disgrace."

"Where are the security guards? Why didn't they stop this kind of person from coming in..."

Qin Mo ignored the women's chatter and didn't bother to respond.

"I've already booked a room here..."

Just as Qin Mo was about to reveal the room number, a commotion arose from behind.

"Something's wrong! Someone has fainted!"

When Qin Mo turned around, the scene of the incident was right at the hotel entrance, seemingly occupied by guests who were about to check in.

There was an elderly man with white hair, who looked to be in his sixties and was very thin.

Moreover, his complexion was extremely unpleasant, with two heavy dark circles under his eyes.

Even her gorgeous clothes couldn't hide her haggard appearance.

At this moment, his eyes were closed, and he fell at the hotel entrance, his body curled up tightly.

It looks very cold.

A girl in a Chanel dress, with exquisite features, anxiously stood by his side.

She had already called an ambulance, and bodyguards were surrounding her.

"Stop looking! Is there a doctor here? Can you help my grandpa?"

The old man's condition is very bad; anyone with eyes can see that he probably won't make it to the ambulance.

Seeing that no one agreed, the girl shouted again, "I'm willing to pay one million... no! Two million, as long as it can save my grandfather!"

This statement immediately elicited a gasp of surprise.

Even Zhang Qian couldn't help but cover her mouth: "My God, whose daughter is that? So rich and powerful!"

Two million! That's eighteen years' worth of her salary!

Qin Mo stared intently at the old man's condition, his gaze hardening.

He first calmed the somewhat flustered Shao Lanfang down: "Mom, you sit here, I'll go take a look."

Then, he strode forward.

Seeing Qin Mo run over, Zhang Qian was taken aback: "What's that kid going to do? He's not a doctor!"

Despite the girl's high price, no one stepped forward.

These days, people don't seek merit, they just want to avoid mistakes.

This grandfather and grandson are clearly of high status. If they are cured, all will be well; if not…

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Zhuang Xue'e became very anxious.

Her grandfather accompanied her to Xichuan for a blind date. If anything happened to him, she would never forgive herself.

Just when all hope seemed lost, Qin Mo pushed through the crowd and said, "Let me see."

Zhuang Xue'e raised her head, her long eyelashes glistening with tears, a pitiful sight to behold: "Are you a doctor? Please, please save my grandfather!"

She grasped at this straw as if it were her lifeline.

Qin Mo squatted down and observed carefully.

Within just two minutes, the old man's mouth had cracked, his eyes were bleeding, and his pupils had even dilated.

Qin Mo checked his pulse and immediately got the answer: long-term poisoning, toxin spread, nerve failure...

Then, Qin Mo didn't waste any more words.

He took out the silver needles he had just bought, not even bothering to disinfect them.

"Help me pull his clothes open."

Although Zhuang Xue'e didn't know what Qin Mo was going to do, she had no choice but to help him at that moment.

Qin Mo inserted the needles extremely quickly, placing one needle at each of the old man's three acupoints: Jueyin, Lingtai, and Guixu.

These three needles come from "The Eighteen Needles of Guigu".

It is one of the acupuncture techniques that my second master is most skilled in.

Then, he quickly administered the third, fourth, and fifth stitches.

If all eighteen acupuncture needles can be inserted, the toxins in the old man's body can be completely cleared...