Chapter 2: : Taiyi Shenzheng

"Broken things are based on compensation, what are you doing to see me?"
Manager Zhou shook the fat on his body, sitting in a pompous position with his toes, and looked scornfully at the school uniform on Mo Nan, mocking:
"You don't have money, do you? If you don't have money, you can learn to swell with fat and come here to eat? Huh!"
Mo Nan said humblely: "Your restaurant's cups are really valuable, one for 500 yuan, a total of 3,500 yuan, I have!"
Manager Zhou froze. I didn't expect that Mo Nan, a poor student, could really get 3,500 yuan. Zhang Peijun just called him to let him take the opportunity to teach the poor boy. What can I do?
"I almost forgot. My cups are all in a set of seven. If you want to pay, you have to pay a set of seven, a total of seven thousand, not even your meal!"
Mo Nan smiled indifferently, and it was exactly the same as the previous one, and then if he couldn't pay it, he would let the waiter come in and do it!
If Mo Nan succeeds in training, let alone a few waiters, even if he comes to a row of special forces, he will also raise them to death.
But now he is still an ordinary high school senior!
"Manager Zhou! Since you want to sell Zhang Peijun's face, everyone has to take a shot!"
Manager Zhou's face suddenly changed, and he stood up angrily:
"What Zhang Peijun? What's up with Zhang Shao? Well, since you said that, then I will warn you kindly, poor boy, you have to grab a woman with Zhang Shao, you really don't know how to live or die!"
"I don't know if you live or die? You are also a centuries-old shop, and tax evasion can really be hidden from people? Your beef is indeed imported from Australia, but it is only with the Beijing Four Star Hotel Smuggling in together! "
Mo Nan saw the face of Manager Zhou changed greatly, knowing that his memory of the last life was correct, he continued:
"And your red wine. In my domestic grapes, you ask the French winemaker yourself, and then you pretend to be imported luxury wines! You are not stupid, and you are really separated from each other. You really do n’t want everyone to drink it. Come out? So many guests outside, if I go out now ... "
Manager Zhou lowered his voice with a shaking finger at Mo Nan:
"What do you want? Do you know who you're talking to? Our boss behind the scenes is a grandfather!"
"Do you know who you are talking to!"
What kind of character is Mo Nan, before he stepped on his feet, the bright light burst into his eyes and looked straight away!
Emperor Tianwei, God retreats! Is it possible for the ants to compete?
If the manager dares to despise threats this week, he doesn't mind turning back and erasing the ants in this world!
"Okay! What happened today is that our restaurant did something wrong. I apologize to you! You left this door and forgot these things, which is good for everyone! What do you think?"
Manager Zhou saw that Mo Nan was calm and rude, and his heart was fuzzy, and he immediately compromised! The main thing is that if this kind of thing still bothers the grandfather, it seems that he himself is too useless!
"You and I don't commit river water! As long as you stop messing with me, I can ignore you!"
Mo Nan was also reluctant to entangle too much. He had too many things to do after he was born again. Such a small role is really not worth the trouble.
Just then, a waitress rushed in panic, panicking:
"Manager Zhou, it's not good, our rose box is dead!"
"what?"
Manager Zhou rushed out, shaking his fat.
Mo Nan knew nothing was happening to him and planned to leave.
But when he came out of the corridor, he did not find the squad leader Su Su.
"This little Nizi, won't you go for fun?"
That rose box was not far away, and Mo Nan found Su Ying tiptoeing and looking inside.
"Squad, what are you looking at? I'm done, let's go back!"
"that's OK!"
Su Su's mood was very low, and she even had the urge to cry:
"Mo Nan, look, this old couple is so pitiful. They are so old, they are in awe, but today ..."
Looking at the rose box, Mo Nan found an old man with gray hair and a Tang suit sitting on the floor with dementia, eyes still staring at his wife on the stretcher.
"Well, pitiful! On Valentine's Day, my wife just left like this!"
"Isn't it? It's so rare to be together at such an old age! Father, let's be sad!"
"Everyone is here! Get out of the way and tell the nurse not to touch the deceased first. Let the elderly stay with you for a while!"
The two doctors and two nurses were already packing up the examination equipment. One nurse was still hesitant to cover the dead with a white cloth.
Looking at the old man, Mo Nan frowned suddenly, he felt a little aura of fluctuations in the old man.
Is he also an immortalist?
But this aura is too weak!
Mo Nan glanced again at the grandmother who had been sentenced to death by the doctor. The lights were still on, and there was obviously salvation!
"She's not dead yet!"
Mo Nan suddenly pushed away from the crowd and strode in.
At the sight of Manager Zhou, his eyebrows frowned suddenly. If others disturbed him immediately, it would be Mo Nan.
"What do you want to do? Don't mess around!"
One of the doctors also exasperated, "What do the kids come in to talk nonsense? Get out!"
Su Su was also startled. She also wanted her grandmother to die, but the doctors had already diagnosed it. Is Mo Nan crazy?
Is it broken and got stimulated? !!
"Mo Nan, don't mess up, just go out with me! Sorry guys!"
Mo Nan ignored them, crouched in front of her grandmother, and when she reached out, pressed on several points, whispered:
"Humanism, three souls, seven souls, twelve caves are cold, and the remaining three caves are still warm, but they can be saved!"
When the old man saw Mo Nan's weird technique, his eyes suddenly burst into a bright light. When he heard the last four words of Mo Nan, his body shivered and was excited:
"Can it really be saved? Didn't you lie to me? Little brother, please save my wife!"
"Silver Needle, fetch it!" Mo Nan Shen cried.
The old man beckoned to the doctor, his voice had an unquestionable majesty:
"Where's the silver needle? Get it!"
Doctors don't have real silver needles, but they still have stitches for stitches.
Mo Nan held the needle in one hand, and his technique changed, and it was so dazzling.
The old man was shocked again. His deep eyes looked at Mo Nan's face. Is this the legendary "Thirteen Ghost Hands"?
"Well, isn't this bullshit?"
The doctor next to me suddenly shook his head:
"I have also learned acupuncture. Is there any stabbing like you? You are insulting the dead like this, do you know?"
Another doctor also told the old man:
"Family of the deceased, how can you tolerate this student to make a fool of you? I understand your mood, but you ca n’t be resurrected, even our advanced western medicine ca n’t do it. Do you believe the useless Chinese medicine acupuncture? You, she You're gonna stare! "
Manager Zhou sweated coldly: "Hey, boy! We just said that well water doesn't make river water, aren't you trying to affect our shop like this? How can we do business?"
Dozens of onlookers shook their heads. Which school is this high school student in? It's so messy!
Mo Nan's forehead was already covered with sweat, and it was unexpected that this "Taiyi Shenzheng" used the body of the fetus to be so strenuous.
Well, the breath is back!
Mo Nan patted his grandmother's back with a palm of his hand, and when he saw a bang, the grandmother spit out a lot of blood.
"Ah! Come here!"
Suddenly, people exclaimed.
The two doctors and nurses stopped for a moment:
"How is this possible? Her heartbeat has stopped!"
"Oh my God, what's going on? He saved the dead with a needle?" The doctor's face that said Chinese medicine was useless was hot.
Manager Zhou was shaking with fat on his face. I didn't expect this poor student to have this ability. Fortunately, such a person has not offended!
The old man was so excited that he supported his wife, and the old tears rang:
"Brother! You are alive! Little brother, thank you very much! In the future, your business is my Yan family's business!"
The grandma was obviously still very weak: "Old man, I thought I was going first!"
Mo Nan reached out and took her pulse, saying:
"No big deal!"
The old man looked at Mo Nan with excitement and Shen said, "Little brother! Sorry, my wife sprayed blood on you. Wait a moment, my children should be here soon."
"It's all right," Mo Nan said lightly.
Su Su was happy and surprised, pulling Mo Nandao:
"Mo Nan, you have blood on your face, go wash it!"
"Ok!"
Mo Nan went to the bathroom and wiped the blood on his face and clothes.
"Mo Nan, when were you so powerful? You even know Chinese acupuncture!" Su Su stood at the door, her face crimson.
After this Mo Nan's love affair, how did he become a person.
"Come on, I can teach you if you want to learn!"
When the two people came out of the corridor, they found that something was wrong, and the guests of the entire restaurant walked in front of the door.
I don't know when a row of black bodyguards stood around, they would not let anyone approach at all, let alone return to the rose box.
"Since we can't get in, let's go!"
Su Su muttered helplessly. She was worried that these were Manager Zhou's people. What if she would come to Mo Nan again?
"Let's go!"
Mo Nan has determined that the old man is not a true cultivator, and he has no interest.
The two side by side, talking and laughing, also left with the crowd.