Mad Dragon gets out of prison and marries a beautiful CEO.

"Back off! All of you, back off!"

Mu Xincheng panicked, fearing his only son would be strangled to death, and immediately changed his expression, forcing a smile:

"Since he's Ning Shuang's boyfriend, we're family. Let's put Chen Hao down first and sit down to talk slowly."

Chen Li gave him a cold glance and said to the bewildered Doctor Zhao:

"Follow my orders and immediately begin treatment for the old man. If you dare disobey, I'll kill you too!"

The old doctor Zhao was terrified and his legs trembled. He hurriedly looked at Mu Xincheng for his opinion.

Mu Xincheng didn't believe this kid could bring the dead back to life, and he dared not risk his son's life out of spite. He was frantic with worry.

"Don't bother looking anymore. The old man is terminally ill anyway. Just do as he says, and you won't be held responsible!"

Only then did Doctor Zhao feel relieved, and he cupped his hands to Chen Li, saying:

"Please enlighten me, young friend!"

Chen Li, holding Mu Chenhao in one hand, exuded domineering aura and said:

"First, insert a filiform needle into the philtrum. While inserting the needle, gently twist it clockwise around once, and then lift it up three times."

After Dr. Zhao rolled up his sleeves and disinfected the silver needles, he began to perform the acupuncture, but a question lingered in his mind:

"This method of needle insertion is exactly the same as the record in a certain ancient book fragment, but I can't remember where I saw it."

After inserting the needle, he turned to look at Chen Li.

Chen Li said confidently:

"Following the acupuncture technique just now, insert needles into the Tanzhong, Yutang, Zigong, Huagai, Yintang, and Tianchi acupoints, for a total of seven needles."

Following his instructions, Dr. Zhao performed the acupuncture with greater fluidity and ease than usual, as if divinely inspired, and he became increasingly aware that this young man was not just talking the talk.

As he inserted the last needle, he stepped back, watching the shimmering arrangement of the silver needles, and a sudden jolt went through him:

Could this be the long-lost "Seven-Star Needle for Resurrection," a technique capable of snatching people away from the King of Hell?

It is said that the price of using acupuncture to save lives is shortening one's lifespan. If this is true, one could die without regrets even if it meant learning this technique!

The needles were inserted, but the old man still showed no reaction, while Mu Chenhao's face turned purplish-black, and he looked like he was about to die.

Mu Xincheng gritted his teeth and said anxiously:

"Dr. Zhao, I did as you said, but my father still couldn't be saved. Put my son down! If he dies, I'll make you pay with your life!"

Chen Li curled his lip in disdain, tossing Mu Chenhao aside like a dead dog, and said confidently:

"You old man, you can't even hold a needle properly, yet you call yourself a miracle doctor. You should go home and retire."

The renowned doctor Zhao was like a complete novice in front of him, not knowing where the problem lay, and blushing with an unable to refute.

Mu Xincheng had reached his breaking point. Now that his son was safe, he had no more inhibitions and roared angrily:

"Kill him!"

The fierce-looking bodyguards swarmed forward.

"Kill me first before you kill him!"

Mu Ningshuang turned pale with fright and spread her arms to shield Chen Li.

Chen Li didn't bother to look back, pulled out the silver needle that was stuck into the Tanzhong acupoint, and casually stuck it in again.

With his blood and qi fully unblocked and vitality and warmth returning, Mu Dingshan's pale and ashen face regained its color at a visible speed.

"puff--"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, but as if he had been injected with chicken blood, he sat up abruptly.

He was lying there unable to move, but he could hear the arguing and clearly knew what was happening. He pointed at the bodyguards who rushed up and sternly reprimanded them:

"Let's see who dares to touch my savior!"

Everyone froze on the spot, their faces covered with a chilling fear.

Has the old man really come back to life?

The renowned doctor Zhao was so excited that his hands trembled, and he spoke incoherently:

"It's the long-lost Seven-Star Rejuvenating Needle technique! That's right, it's the Seven-Star Rejuvenating Needle technique! Congratulations, Elder He Ximu! You were fortunate enough to encounter a medical sage to survive!"

Mu Dingshan grinned, revealing a row of bloody teeth, and cupped his hands in greeting:

"Thank you so much, young friend and Doctor Zhao, for your help. I will repay you handsomely!"

Then he angrily rebuked the Mu family members, children, and grandchildren:

"You're already in a rush to divide the inheritance, seize the company, and even kill people while I'm still alive?"

"All of you, kneel down and apologize to this young friend!"

Mu Dingshan was the helmsman, his word was law, and he controlled the livelihood of the Mu family. Anyone who dared to disobey him would kneel down without daring to look up.

Just then, Li Lanzhi's cursing voice came from outside:

"What a scoundrel! He's got some nerve, daring to come to the Mu family and swindle people like this!"

"Guard the gate well and don't let him escape. We're going to break his legs today. That little bitch Mu Ningshuang has to marry him, whether she likes it or not. She has no choice!"

The bedroom was silent; everyone was looking towards the door.

Kneeling, Mu Xincheng broke out in a cold sweat. Things had gone beyond what was expected. If they continued to make trouble, they would surely incur the old man's wrath, and his family would never be able to touch the family business again!

Don't come in!

Don't come in!

Suddenly, Li Lanzhi, dressed in a cheongsam and high heels, walked in with her hands on her hips.

"You little bitch, get out here!"

When she saw the Mu family members kneeling on the ground, looking nervous, she realized something was wrong. She suddenly looked at the bed, and her pupils contracted sharply.

The dying father-in-law sat upright, his eyes filled with anger, like an old lion glaring at her, showing no sign of impending death.

Standing next to him were Dr. Zhao and the swindler.

Mu Ningshuang supported the old man, looking like she was about to die to collect a debt.

Li Lanzhi, like a clown, suddenly transformed from her arrogant, domineering demeanor into a virtuous and gentle woman, forcing a smile as she said:

"Father, you're awake! I knew you were blessed with good fortune and would live to be a hundred..."

"Stop fucking acting!"

Mu Dingshan was furious and pointed at her, demanding:

"Whose legs are you going to break? Which little slut are you going to marry off? Tell me!"

Li Lanzhi's smile froze, her whole body trembled, and she stammered:

"I...I..."

"Let me say it!"

Mu Ningshuang stepped forward and recounted in detail how her grandfather fell seriously ill and fell into a coma, how her second uncle's family, in order to seize the family property, sidelined her and fought for control of the group, forced her to marry the playboy Li Yan, and how she paid Chen Li to pretend to be her fiancé.

Mu Dingshan was already angry, but after hearing this, he became even angrier. Pointing at the room full of his clansmen and descendants, he was furious:

"You lot, you're all just bullies among your own kind! If it weren't for Ning Shuang holding the company up all these years, what would you eat and drink? And you even dare to rebel?"

"If it weren't for Doctor Chen's miraculous healing skills that saved my life, you really would have dared to tear the Mu family apart and destroy the foundation built up over three generations!"

"You heartless bastards! Anyone who dares to interfere in the group's affairs again, I'll chop off their hand!"

"You, Mu Xincheng, are utterly useless and more of a hindrance than a help. I'm giving you a company to manage your own profits and losses. If you dare set foot here again, I'll break your legs!"

"Get out, all of you, get the hell out!"

Mu Xincheng got up, bowed deeply to his father, and the others also stood up.

Seeing Li Lanzhi still standing there dumbfounded, he slapped her, causing blood to flow from the corner of her mouth, and cursed loudly:

"It's all your fault for coming up with such a ridiculous idea! Get out of here!"

Li Lanzhi covered her burning face and ran out crying.

Chen Li watched the show with his arms crossed for a while, and now that he had finally released the anger he had been holding in, he felt extremely relieved and laughed:

"The matter is resolved. Miss Mu, please transfer the 300,000 yuan to the card. I have other matters to attend to, so I won't keep you and your granddaughter talking any longer."

"Young friend Chen, wait a moment!"

The renowned doctor Zhao sat down before him, hurriedly knelt, and respectfully kowtowed:

"I am fortunate to have learned the Seven Star Rejuvenating Needle technique. I have no regrets in this life. I earnestly request that you accept me as your disciple, and I will serve you like a beast of burden without complaint."

Mu Dingshan suddenly realized that the young man who could make Doctor Zhao kneel down and worship was a dragon among men, and it would be a great pity to let him go.

Why not make this a real affair and stay to become a true son-in-law?

After making up his mind, the shrewd old man remained silent, watching how Chen Li would respond to Zhao Qianshui's request to kneel.