Chapter 41

When the waiter brought the French dishes, Yu Meijing couldn't help but ask Mo Zhitao with great interest about what each dish was. Mo Zhitao answered her questions one by one.

"Director, I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable. Have you been to France?" Yu Meijing asked.

Mo Zhitao was taken aback for a moment. Yes, he was now Mo Zhitao, not Cheng Zhifeng. He couldn't reveal that he sometimes ate real French cuisine and even traveled abroad.

"Hehe, how could I have been to France?" Mo Zhitao laughed.

"If you haven't been there, how do you know so much?" Yu Meijing was puzzled.

"I learned it online. In the age of the internet, I can find anything I want online." Mo Zhitao said with a smile.

While chatting with the beautiful woman, he enjoyed the French cuisine very much. During the meal, Mo Zhitao went to the restroom once. When he returned to his seat, he noticed there was still some "Zuimei" (a type of wine) in his glass.

He smiled and said, "Meijing, let's toast. To our first date."

"Ugh, I told you it's not a date," Yu Meijing said, blushing.

Mo Zhitao laughed, "Hehe, you say it's not, I say it is. Let's just agree to disagree."

He finished the wine in his glass and then called the waiter to pay the bill.

"Sir, thank you for your visit. Since you spent over ten thousand yuan in our restaurant, we can give you a ten percent discount." The waiter took Mo Zhitao's bank card, swiped it, and asked him to enter the password. Yu Meijing was embarrassed when she saw Mo Zhitao really paid over ten thousand yuan.

"Director, you've spent so much on this meal," Yu Meijing said, feeling awkward.

"It's nothing. To make you happy, I wouldn't mind going without food for months," Mo Zhitao said with a smile.

Hearing this, Yu Meijing felt even more uncomfortable.

"Director, let me take you home," Yu Meijing said.

"Sure," Mo Zhitao was excited. The alcohol he had earlier would give him an excuse to get close to Yu Meijing. If he got too intimate, he could blame it on being drunk. When Mo Zhitao got into Yu Meijing's car, he suddenly let out a painful cry and leaned heavily on her. The fragrance and the softness of her body were tempting, but Mo Zhitao was in no mood to enjoy it.

"Director, don't do this," Yu Meijing said, blushing.

She thought Mo Zhitao was taking advantage of the situation, so she quickly put her hand on her chest to prevent him from touching her.

"Meijing, stop the car," Mo Zhitao was sweating profusely. He knew he had been poisoned and suspected it might be "Duan Chang San" (a type of poison).

Yu Meijing got out of the car and asked in surprise, "Director, what's wrong? Are you drunk?"

"Was anyone near our table just now?" Mo Zhitao asked.

"Duan Chang San" is an ancient poison that is not commonly prepared. It causes no immediate harm but will start to take effect after a while, eventually rotting the intestines.

"I didn't see anyone when I was there. You went to the restroom, and I was on a call," Yu Meijing said. When she returned, Mo Zhitao was already back at the table.

"What's wrong with you? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Mo Zhitao understood that no one had been seen at the time. The restaurant had poor lighting and no surveillance inside, only at the entrance. However, the restaurant was connected to a KTV, a Chinese restaurant, and a hotel, with people coming and going. Unless someone was caught in the act, it would be useless. The culprit must have put the poison in his drink. Who wanted to harm him?

"Meijing, go back. I'll go home by myself," Mo Zhitao took out a silver needle and inserted it into his acupoints, feeling the pain in his stomach lessen.

"Director, let me take you home," Yu Meijing noticed Mo Zhitao was still sweating profusely. Although she was afraid he might take advantage of her, she couldn't bear to leave him.

"No, go back quickly. You've had alcohol, so be careful driving," Mo Zhitao shook his head and walked to the roadside to hail a taxi.

In the taxi, Mo Zhitao called Li Xiong, "Li Xiong, it's me. Go to the Night Drunk Bar's French restaurant and check. Someone might have put something in my drink. The table is A4."

"Sure, I'll go with my team," Li Xiong was shocked to hear that someone had poisoned Mo Zhitao. The hit-and-run case was still unsolved, and now Mo Zhitao was poisoned. He was worried about Mo Zhitao's safety.

If something happened to Mo Zhitao, he would be in danger too. Thinking of this, Li Xiong quickly called a trusted subordinate to go to the Night Drunk Bar.

After Mo Zhitao returned home, he was sweating profusely again. He had temporarily suppressed the poison with acupuncture, but now it was spreading again.

Mo Zhitao tied a white cloth to the window. The wind was strong, making the cloth flutter. He had agreed with the black-clothed man that if he needed help urgently, he would use the white cloth.

Mo Zhitao inserted a few more needles into his body. He should be able to handle this poison, but the cup he used had been taken away and washed by the waiter, so he couldn't identify the specific poison.

He thought about preparing an antidote to see if he could neutralize the "Duan Chang San." He had temporarily controlled the poison but not eliminated it.

Who was trying to harm him? Again and again, and the culprit was not simple, using such a potent poison.

While making the medicine, Mo Zhitao pondered. He had bought some traditional Chinese medicine to keep at home and would experiment with it when he had time, as many of the formulas in the "Yin-Yang Medical Classic" were new to him.

Just as Mo Zhitao was about to take the antidote, a figure flashed into the room. The black-clothed man had arrived.

"Senior, you came just in time," Mo Zhitao said with a bitter smile. He had already prepared the antidote, and the black-clothed man had just arrived.

"Mo Zhitao, what do you need?" the black-clothed man asked sternly.

"I've been poisoned, possibly with 'Duan Chang San,'" Mo Zhitao said.

The black-clothed man was startled and quickly approached to check Mo Zhitao's pulse.

After a moment, the black-clothed man nodded, "You've been poisoned with 'Duan Chang San,' but it doesn't seem to be causing serious harm. That's strange."

"Senior, I've used acupuncture to control the poison," Mo Zhitao said.

"Although that helps, the best way to detoxify is to eliminate the poison from your body, not just control it with acupuncture. That's only a temporary solution," the black-clothed man said.

"This poison is minor to me. I'm more curious about who you've offended and why they keep trying to kill you," the black-clothed man added, secretly worried. If it was Mo Zhitao's enemy, he wasn't concerned, but if it was his enemy, he would have to consider the consequences.

"Senior, I just prepared an antidote. I'll take it now," Mo Zhitao said, picking up a pill.

The black-clothed man waved to stop him, "Mo Zhitao, medicine is also toxic. It's better not to use the antidote. You can use your Yin-Yang Technique and feel the balance of Yin and Yang in your body. This might be an opportunity."

Hearing this, Mo Zhitao was moved. He had never used the Yin-Yang Technique to feel his body before. Now that he was poisoned, it was a good time to try. If he couldn't neutralize the poison with his internal energy, he could take the antidote later.

"Thank you, Senior," Mo Zhitao said and began practicing the Yin-Yang Technique.

As the black-clothed man said, when Mo Zhitao used the Yin-Yang Technique, he could feel the imbalance in his body. He had never felt the concept of Yin and Yang in his body before. Now, he felt two forces inside him, one black and one red. The black force was overwhelming, while the red force was much weaker.

Mo Zhitao guessed that the black force, representing Yin, had increased due to the poison, causing the imbalance in his body.

So, Mo Zhitao continued practicing the Yin-Yang Technique, though he couldn't see his body with his eyes closed.

However, the black-clothed man could see clearly. Mo Zhitao's body was turning red, like the color of the Golden Dragon Snake.

Could the Golden Dragon Snake have merged with Mo Zhitao? The black-clothed man was surprised.

No, the Golden Dragon Snake was non-toxic when it molted, and Mo Zhitao should be able to digest it.

But why was Mo Zhitao's body turning red like the Golden Dragon Snake? Or did Mo Zhitao gain the abilities of the Golden Dragon Snake after swallowing it? The black-clothed man wasn't very familiar with the Golden Dragon Snake, a rare creature. He only knew the basics. He had discovered the Water Elder near Linhu and had been secretly watching, unexpectedly encountering such a rare creature.

While thinking, the black-clothed man watched Mo Zhitao practice.

As the red color in Mo Zhitao's body faded, the black-clothed man knew Mo Zhitao was almost done.

Mo Zhitao, nearing the end of his practice, clearly felt the changes in his body. The black force, which had almost dominated, was now balanced with the red force. His body was in Yin-Yang balance.

In other words, the poison in his body had been neutralized by his internal energy. The Yin-Yang Technique was indeed effective.

Moreover, Mo Zhitao was pleasantly surprised to find that his internal energy was much stronger than before. He felt different from before and opened his eyes excitedly.