Chapter five hundred and seventy-first martial arts master!
Not long ago, Chen Mo just called and said he was coming back. Even if the police really learned that they were going to arrest him, they should have been hiding in the dark and waiting for him to come back to catch him. There was no need to waste any time and send someone who was very different in height, body shape, and appearance.
The older man came to pretend to be his son.
Chen Weiguo also became suspicious because he suddenly saw Chen Mo's hugely different appearance. Now that he thought about it, the person in front of him was probably his son Chen Mo.
But looking at Chen Mo's body, which was a head taller than before and much stronger, Chen Weiguo still had hesitation.
At this moment, Zhang Huilan, who had been blocked behind Chen Weiguo, suddenly slapped his back from behind and said softly.
"Weiguo should be our son."
Chen Mo was very happy when he heard this. After all, it was his mother who understood him. Although his father could not recognize him, his mother finally recognized him. Chen Mo felt comforted, but he heard Zhang Huilan continue.
"When he rolls his eyes at you, he's exactly like Chen Mo before!"
Chen Mo couldn't help but rolled his eyes again, "My mother, is this how you recognize me?"
"Look at Weiguo, they are exactly the same!"
Chen Weiguo naturally saw Chen Mo's eyes roll. The tempers of father and son were similar, and they were both stubborn to death. Chen Weiguo would directly scold Chen Mo if he saw anything he didn't like. Chen Mo usually wouldn't talk back, but he wouldn't listen obediently either.
He usually rolled his eyes and pretended not to hear, which made Chen Weiguo very angry to death every time.
But in the past, it was usually because Chen Mo was "not doing his job properly" and was obsessed with exercise, fighting, and throwing knives that Chen Weiguo would criticize him. But later he discovered that Chen Mo was unusual. His physical fitness was comparable to that of top athletes, and he could learn things quickly.
Chen Weiguo believed that he had been accepted as a disciple by a martial arts master and had learned peerless martial arts. From then on, he rarely talked about him and instead strongly supported his "great cause of martial arts training".
After being reminded by his wife, Chen Weiguo looked at Chen Mo and rolled his eyes again. It was exactly the same as before.
However, looking at Chen Mo's completely different figure and appearance, Chen Weiguo was still a little suspicious.
Seeing that Chen Weiguo still didn't believe his identity, Chen Mo had no choice but to use his trump card.
After taking a deep look at Chen Weiguo, Chen Mo secretly thought, I'm sorry!
"Dad, when I was six years old, you took me out on a bicycle, but my feet got caught in the wheel."
Zhang Huilan nodded after hearing this.
"That's what happened. I remember that the injury was very serious and it took a long time for it to heal."
At this time, Chen Weiguo's expression was a little strange. He looked at Chen Mo and hesitated to speak.
Seeing that Chen Weiguo still couldn't confirm his identity, Chen Mo had no choice but to continue.
"At that time, my foot got stuck on the wheel of the car. You found that you couldn't pedal, so you stood up and pedaled!"
As soon as Chen Mo finished speaking, Chen Weiguo finally confirmed that the person in front of him who had changed drastically was his son Chen Mo, because only the two of them knew about this matter. In order to hide this matter at that time, Chen Weiguo used coercion and inducement.
Get rid of Chen Mo and help him keep this secret.
And just when he completely put down his doubts, Zhang Huilan, who was protected behind him by him, gradually changed his expression and looked at Chen Weiguo with a frosty expression.
"Good morning, Chen Weiguo! I asked you why Chen Mo was so seriously injured at that time. It turned out to be you who did it! You also said that he was careless!"
Although Zhang Huilan usually obeyed Chen Weiguo's advice, if she really wanted to get angry, Chen Weiguo would have to give her a break.
Seeing that the secret that had been concealed for many years was revealed, Chen Weiguo's mind raced. His eyes lit up when he saw Chen Mo standing at the door. He immediately interrupted Zhang Huilan with a wave of his hand and scolded.
"What's the fuss about? My son is back! What else is more important than this!"
Chen Weiguo's move really succeeded in diverting Zhang Huilan's attention. Next, the "Return of the Wanderer" reunion finally returned to normal. His mother took Chen Mo's hand and sat down on the sofa. There was a burst of greetings, Chen Weiguo
Then he asked the doubts in his heart.
"What's the matter with your height and body shape? What kind of martial arts can have the function of growing taller? The only martial arts in Bahuang Liuhe?"
When Chen Mo heard this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes. This martial arts fan's father really regarded himself as a martial arts master. He even had the unique skills of Bahuang Liuhe.
However, Chen Mo's ability to travel through time and space was indeed too incredible. Chen Mo did not intend to explain it to his parents in detail, but said directly.
"You'll find out later."
Seeing Chen Weiguo's confused look, Chen Mo smiled slightly and said.
"I found a way to cure grandpa!"
"What?!"
"Really?"
When Chen Weiguo and Zhang Huilan heard this, they couldn't help but exclaimed at the same time that Chen Mo was still alive and had now returned to them. Their only regret now was that Chen Jingde was still unconscious. Chen Mo's words made their spirits rise.
Chen Mo's extraordinary performance in front of them made them believe that since Chen Mo had said it, there should be a way to cure Chen Jingde, which made them feel happy.
Chen Mo nodded, stood up from the sofa, and walked directly towards the closed bedroom next to him.
Upon seeing this, Chen Weiguo and Zhang Huilan quickly stood up and followed Chen Mo.
Chen Mo opened the door, and a familiar sleeping figure came into view.
Chen Jingde was lying on the bed with his eyes closed tightly, his face still covered with a ventilator mask, and his chest was rising and falling slowly with the operation of the ventilator.
More than four months later, Chen Jingde's condition has long been stable. Although he is still unconscious and unable to breathe on his own, he no longer needs to stay in the hospital.
In order to avoid arousing suspicion as much as possible when treating Chen Jingde in the future, Chen Mo had already asked Chen Weiguo to bring the old man back through Jarvis.
The couple also quit their jobs and took care of Chen Jingde who was bedridden at home, and at the same time lived their retirement life in advance.
Before Chen Mo left, he left them a large amount of money, which was enough for Chen Jingde's hospitalization and their living expenses. In addition, they also paid a sum of money as compensation for the plane crash. The two resigned and took care of Chen Jingde at home without worrying about arousing suspicion from others.
After Chen Mo entered the room, Chen Weiguo and his wife followed closely. Chen Mo glanced at the window and then stepped forward to close the curtains. Chen Weiguo immediately closed the door consciously and looked at Chen Jingde who was standing there with some expectation.
With Chen Mo in front of him, how would he revive the old man? Acupuncture? Internal power? One Yang Finger? Or the legendary Great Return Pill that can bring the dead back to life?
In Chen Weiguo's excited and expectant eyes, Chen Mo's right hand hanging by his side was gently raised.