Wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, and dogs travel thousands of miles to eat.

The old man once said to Yan Murong that he would rather be a lone wolf than a dog living in groups, the biggest difference between a wolf and a dog is that the wolf can adapt to survival, and the dog will only wag its tail and beg for mercy. It's the same in this society, those who can adapt to survive are often wolves.

"Stingy." Xue Wen suddenly muttered softly.

"What? Stingy? Yan Murong asked suspiciously. How am I being stingy? ”

"You're just stingy." Xue Wen snorted. "You're still haunted by what happened before, otherwise you wouldn't have said anything that you would bite whoever bites you - are you going to bite me?"

"You've got a lot of imagination." Yan Murong smiled. "There is a wrong, there is a debtor, you are just a poor woman who is being used - although I don't know how you got involved with Chang Xiaopeng, what did he give you to make you willing to do this kind of thing."

The bed was too small, and the two of them were lying side by side almost as if they were glued together, although they were both wearing clothes, but this feeling was even more exciting, coupled with the fragrance that floated into Yan Murong's nostrils on Xue Wen's body, which made Yan Murong feel like cheating.

"Damn, the lust fan knows this." Yan Murong muttered in his heart, and quickly threw this thought out of his mind.

At this moment, Yan Murong felt that her hand was grabbed by a warm softness, and she couldn't help but be stunned, tilting her head slightly, and saw that Xue Wen didn't know when she had turned sideways and faced him, but her eyes were tightly closed, and the fine beads of sweat on the tip of her nose and her slightly trembling fingers also betrayed her nervous mood.

"What are you going to do?" Yan Murong twitched his hand, but he didn't pull it out, and he didn't know if Xue Wen was nervous or for some other reason, grabbing Yan Murong's hand very hard, making Yan Murong feel that the bones of his hand were starting to deform a little.

"I-I'm uncomfortable."

To Yan Murong's surprise, Xue Wen didn't say anything like he imagined that I would repay you, but there was nothing to give you, so he gave you such words as my most precious body.

"Uncomfortable?" Yan Murong was stunned for a moment, and then he felt that Xue Wen's hands began to gradually become cold, and his whole body began to tremble, and the small bed also let out a strange cry of "squeak, squeak" with Xue Wen's trembling.

"Damn!"

Yan Murong scolded secretly, with a slight force, he broke free from the hand held by Xue Wen, quickly turned over and went to the ground, he didn't have time to put on his shoes, and after turning on the light, he ran back to the bed, grabbed Xue Wen's wrist and began to check the pulse.

"This vein - how can this be, she has this disease?"

Yan Murong looked at Xue Wen with a face full of pain, and the surprise on her face was fully revealed.

"Xuanyin Vein!"

That's right, it's the Xuanyin vein. Yan Murong touched Xue Wen's pulse again, and only then did he confirm his diagnosis.

Xuanyin vein, this name was given by the old man, and Yan Murong is also very familiar with this disease, he has been tortured by this disease for many years, if the old man hadn't taken him away, it is estimated that he would have gone underground to play mahjong with the king of Hades.

This disease has not yet been named in today's medical circles because it is so rare that there are no more than five cases in the world.

ALS is the atrophy of the whole body caused by the atrophy of the brainstem nerves, as if it is frozen, so it is named ALS. But the "Xuanyin vein" is not ALS, although there are similarities, but it is much more serious than ALS. Once this strange disease occurs, the blood of the whole body will become cold until all the blood clots, and then the person will die.

What to do? Yan Murong was a little anxious, this disease is not easy to treat, it is not enough to rely on acupuncture alone, even if she uses her internal strength to help her, it will not have much effect, unless she also has internal strength, in this case, she may be able to save her own life.

Yan Murong had suffered from this disease, so he naturally knew how difficult it was to cure it, and it took him nearly ten years to practice the internal strength of the Eight Needles of the Ghost Gate, and only then did he completely cure this strange disease.

"Why are you holding my hand?"

Just when Yan Murong was frowning and thinking about it, trying to find a way to save Xue Wen, she suddenly spoke.

"Of course it's for you, don't make any noise." Yan Murong subconsciously replied, but as soon as he finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong. Xue Wen's voice was normal, and her hands began to warm up.

"Y-why aren't you dead?" Yan Murong asked with a surprised expression.

"You're dead!" Xue Wen was furious, pulled back her hand forcefully, and said. "Did you talk like that? Holding my hand and not letting go, he still said such things. ”

"No, no, no." Only then did Yan Murong realize that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly corrected him. "I mean, you're so sick that if no one saves you, you won't even survive a year, how can you live to be so big?"

"You-" Xue Wen gritted her teeth even more angrily, what kind of person is this, what is it, how can you live so big? How did you live so big? Nonsense, of course, is to live by eating.

"Oops-" Yan Murong was also anxious and was about to hit the wall, took a few breaths, organized the language, and then looked at Xue Wen and asked. "Do you know what happened to you?"

"Of course I do." Xue Wen said. "Can I not know about my own illness?"

"You know?" Yan Murong was even more surprised.

"Of course I know, I've had it since I was five years old." Xue Wen explained. "But at that time, medical care was not developed, and there was no way to check anything. Later, I went to Yanjing, and after the examination, the doctor said that my disease was caused by cardiac arrest. ”

"Hmph, quack." Yan Murong snorted coldly and said. "Cardiac arrest? It's not wrong, it's just that what you get is not due to an internal disease, but a Xuanyin vein. ”

"Xuanyin vein?" Xue Wen looked at Yan Murong with a curious expression. "Are you telling me a fantasy story?"

"Xuan, you're a big-headed ghost." Yan Murong said angrily, thought about it, and told her the situation of this disease as it was.

"I understand what you mean by that." After listening to Yan Murong's words, Xue Wen also sat up, looked at Yan Murong and asked. "How did you know about this disease?"

"Because I have this disease too." Yan Murong said. "But it's cured."

"Then I-"

"It's hard." Yan Murong smiled bitterly. "It took me almost ten years to practice Qi to cure this disease, unless you have the patience to persist for ten years, or more."

"Can't it be cured?" Xue Wen asked a little distractedly, her eyes full of loss.

"It's not impossible." Yan Murong said suddenly.

"What's the solution?" Xue Wen suddenly became excited again, looking at Yan Murong with hope in her eyes.

"This -- it's a little tricky." Yan Murong said shyly.

"Is it going to cost a lot of money?" Xue Wen asked.

"You don't have to spend a penny." Yan Murong shook his head. "It's just- you've got to sleep with me!"