"The real cause?" Mitsui Toshiming was stunned for a moment, and he didn't understand Yan Murong's thoughts.

His father's illness was very strange, and it came very suddenly, although he couldn't find a cure, but after seeing so many doctors, the cause was already known, but Yan Murong suddenly said this, which made Mitsui Toshiaki start to suspect that this guy was indiscriminate.

"Mr. Yan, can you explain a little bit clearly?" Toshiaki Mitsui asked in a deep voice.

Seeing Mitsui Toshiaki's obviously suspicious gaze, Yan Murong laughed. "Since you don't believe me, then ask for another high." As he spoke, Yan Murong turned around and walked outside the door.

"Mr. Yan, please stay."

Masao Mitsui spoke suddenly. "It's not that Junming doesn't believe you, I've been suffering from this disease for three years, and I've seen a lot of doctors, and the diagnosis results are all the same, you now say that you have found the real cause, can you explain it a little more?"

"Okay." Yan Murong turned around and looked at Mitsui Masao, whose face was still a little pale from the pain just now, and said. "You're not sick, not sick at all."

"I'm not sick?" Masao Mitsui looked puzzled. "What do you mean, Mr. Yan?"

"No illness is no illness." Yan Murong shook his head. "You're not sick, you're poisoned."

"What? My father was poisoned? Mitsui Toshiaki exclaimed, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was wrong. After doing so many tests in three years, and doing laboratory tests on the blood, I didn't find any toxins in it, even if it was really poisoning, how could I live for so long? I'm afraid that even a chronic poison would have died a long time ago.

"If you know it, you don't believe it." Yan Murong simply sat on the bedside table and said. "For the sake of 20 million consultation fees, I'll make it clear to you."

"Mr. Yan, please speak." Mitsui Masao nodded, but he didn't have doubts because of Yan Murong's words, but he was eager to know what his situation was.

"Don't worry, I'll talk about your condition first, you see if I'm right." Yan Murong said with a smile, that look was like a magic stick pulled by a tricking girl on the street.

"Your illness basically attacks once a day, the time is indefinite, but the time of the attack is between 20 and half an hour."

Masao Mitsui did not answer, but looked at Toshiaki Mitsui who was standing aside.

"Yes." Toshiaki Mitsui nodded. "Indeed, as you said, my father's onset was between twenty minutes and half an hour."

"That's right." Yan Murong nodded with satisfaction, took out a walnut from the plastic bowl on the bedside table where he was sitting, crushed it vigorously, and put it under his nose to smell it before saying. "Wild pecans, it's for your father's brain, right?"

"Yes." Toshiaki Mitsui nodded. "Is it poisonous in walnuts?"

"It's not poisonous, this walnut is good." Yan Murong shook his head and said. "Your father is indeed poisoned—but I'm curious, how could he be poisoned?"

"Gu poison? What's that? ”

Hearing such a new term, Toshiaki Mitsui was confused, he never knew that there was such a poison in the world, a poison that could make people eat it and not die for three years.

"It's a bug." Yan Murong explained. "It's a kind of insect unique to our Chinese people."

"What? Is it a bug? Toshiaki Mitsui was even more dizzy, this time it was poisonous and the other was bugs, which made his head twitch a little.

"Junming, don't talk too much, listen to Mr. Yan." Mitsui Masao said lightly.

"Yes, father." Toshiaki Mitsui hurriedly bent down to apologize.

"The reason why I find it strange is because this kind of Gu poison can only be used by one of our ethnic minorities in China." Yan Murong looked at Mitsui Masao and asked. "Have you ever been to Huaxia?"

"I've been." Masao Mitsui nodded. "But that's a long time ago, and I haven't been there in the last 10 years."

"Then have you ever come into contact with people from our Chinese ethnic minorities? Especially the Hmong women. ”

"I don't know what a minority is." Masao Mitsui shook his head. "I've never been in contact with Chinese women."

"That's even weirder." Yan Murong frowned and said. "Gu poison is not like ordinary poison, it needs to be used as a medicine guide, and Gu worms must also be alive - and the reason for Mr. Mitsui's illness is caused by the activity of Gu worms, when they do not enter the human body, they are generally raised by poison, but after entering the human body, they survive by eating away at the blood of the human body. And Mr. Mitsui's illness is caused by Gu insects eating the blood in the brain, and when Gu insects move, they will touch the cranial nerves, so such symptoms appear. ”

"You-you mean, worms eating away at my father's blood in his head?" Toshiaki Mitsui looked panicked. "Will that hurt my father's brain?"

"Yes." Yan Murong nodded affirmatively. "Just now I took your father's pulse and found that your father's body is very healthy, if you change to a person with a weak physique, let alone three years, you won't be able to hold on for a year - when the body's functions gradually fail, the blood supply to the heart will also slow down, and at that time, when the Gu worms don't have enough blood intake, they will eat away at the brain."

"How so, how so?" Hearing this horrific thing, Toshiaki Mitsui felt his legs go limp, sat on the bed, and muttered to himself.

"Mr. Yan, I have a question for you." Mitsui Masao was quite calm, and there was no panic on his face, looking at Yan Murong and asking in a deep voice.

"Say it." Yan Murong nodded.

"Mr. Yan, I've heard a little about the Gu poison you said, what I want to ask is, is this poison only transmitted through people?"

"Not necessarily." Yan Murong said. "Usually the mother worm is very large, but the larva is very small, even the size of a grain of millet, and I don't know how it got into your body. It may be attached to something eaten or drunk, but it is certain that someone did it deliberately - Gu worms will not actively enter the human body when they are not instructed to do so. Even if you swallow it, it will crawl out on its own. ”

"You mean, someone poisoned me?" Masao Mitsui asked in a deep voice, his mind already thinking about who it was. Yan Murong said affirmatively. But if you're lucky, you won't be able to die if you meet me, and if you get poisoned by this, unless you find the person who has done the trick, you can count the people who can save you on one hand - you're lucky, I'm one of them. ”