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"In traditional Chinese medicine, the human body has 12 meridians, if the meridians are congenitally blocked, it is called the absolute meridian, which is generally divided into 3693 types, and the condition is aggravated in turn. Women belong to yin, so there are three, six, and nine yin veins; Men belong to yang, and they also have three, six, and nine yang veins. Yan Tu saw that Yue Luo's face showed a look of confusion and incomprehension, so he explained in detail, "The formation of the absolute veins is mostly congenital meridian malformations, which lead to the formation of meridian blockage, but yours' Xuanyin Absolute Pulse' is caused by the Xuanyin Qi blocking the meridians, not the meridian malformations. ”

Hearing Yan Tu say so much, Yue Luo finally vaguely understood, and when he saw him stop, he immediately asked nervously: "Doctor Yan, my illness... Is there a cure? ”

If he could live, of course Yue Luo didn't want to die, he still had a lot of things he wanted to do.

Seeing Yue Luo's eyes full of hope, Yan Tu couldn't help but close his eyes, took a deep breath before he said angrily: "It's late, if it's five years in the morning, maybe your illness can be slowly cured through systematic recuperation." But now, seeing that there are four faint lines of weakness under the nine fingers of your palm, it means that the Xuanyin Qi has invaded your five internal organs, which is a sign that the Xuanyin Qi is about to explode in full force. ”

Yan Tu didn't say anything when he said this, and once again looked at Yue Luo with that kind of pity.

Although a few years ago, Yue Luo always had a premonition that he would not live long, but when he knew that this was really the case, he still couldn't accept it. After all, he was only a college student in his early twenties who had not yet stepped into society.

Standing there with dull eyes for a while, raising his head again to touch Yan Tu's pitiful eyes, Yue Luo couldn't help but smile bitterly, and asked in a low voice, "Doctor Yan, how long can I live?" ”

"If you continue like this now, I estimate that in less than two years, the Xuanyin Qi in your body will fully explode and freeze your body."

Hearing Yan Tu's words, Yue Luo couldn't help but say, "That is to say, I only have two years to live at most..."

After speaking, Yue Luo seemed to have lost his soul, his eyes were straight thinking about something, he actually forgot about Yan Tu's existence, turned around and dragged his steps in the direction of the bedroom.

Seeing Yue Luo's appearance, Yan Tu immediately grabbed him and shouted, "Yue Luo, even if it's only two years, you have to live well." And do you think I called you out just to inform you of the date of your death? ”

Yue Luo, who was originally depressed, heard Yan Tu's last words, his spirit was shocked, and he once again showed a hopeful look and said, "Can you save me?" ”

Yan Tu shook his head and said, "I can't save you, at most I can let you live for a few more years." ”

After such a while, Yue Luo had already recovered slightly from the previous blow. Hearing Yan Tu's words, he suddenly became vigilant. Although he is a college student who has not set foot in society, he also knows the sinister nature of society, and there are very few people who really help others without any purpose. This Yan Tu told him about his illness, and now he said so, probably trying to make a fortune on him, a dying man.

Yue Luo's vigilance, Yan Tu saw it at once, sighed and said: "Don't think too much, I'm just telling you a rough treatment plan, as for whether you are willing to accept treatment, it depends on your own wishes." ”

"Your disease can only be treated slowly by recuperation, and now the time is pressing, if I go through a full range of treatment, it is estimated that you can live two to three years longer. Of course, the cost of physiotherapy, chemotherapy, various drug treatments and other adjuvant treatments is relatively expensive, at least 100,000 yuan a year. You can try talking to your family. ”

Yue Luo listened to Yan Tu's words, laughed miserably, turned around and left.

100,000 yuan a year, and he can only live for three more years, which undoubtedly makes his family throw 300,000 yuan into the water. Besides, don't say 300,000, it's 30,000 yuan, I'm afraid his parents won't be able to take it out now. In this life, he can't repay the nurturing grace of his parents, so how can he drag them down in order to survive for a year.

Yan Tu saw Yue Luo turn around and leave, frowned and shouted again: "Yue Luo, it's okay if you don't want to accept my treatment, but you should always listen to my suggestions, right?" Maybe it will give you an extra year and a half. ”

Hearing Yan Tu say this, Yue Luo stood still again, but did not look back.

Yan Tu didn't care, and said directly: "A very important part of my treatment plan is for patients to practice hypnotic qigong self-treatment, and there is an exercise called "Xuanfeng Nirvana Dafa" on the Internet, you can try to practice it, maybe it will help you." ”

After hearing Yan Tu finish saying this, Yue Luo thought about it, then turned to him and said, "Thank you, Doctor Yan." ”

Dr. Yan smiled and said, "No thanks, you can find these on the Internet." Also, if you need anything from your condition, you can come to the hospital to see me. ”

"Hmm." Yue Luo nodded first, then turned around and went towards the bedroom.

After Yue Luo and Yan Tu were talking for a while, several of the people who were sleeping together had already returned to the dormitory. When Yue Luo returned to the dormitory, the second and third children were playing games, the eldest was watching an NBA game, and Shi Liang was washing clothes in the middle.

After turning on the computer, Yue Luo sat in his small corner, in an empty daze.

Shi Liang came out after washing clothes, glanced at Yue Luo, and saw that Yue Luo's face was wrong, so he asked, "What's wrong with you?" Nothing, right? ”

Yue Luo was woken up by Shi Liang, forced a smile to himself, and said, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Yue Luo had no desire to talk about his terminal illness, and he felt that talking about this kind of thing would not help him. Instead of letting everyone around you pity yourself and look at yourself in a strange light, it is better to live among them as if nothing has happened. Perhaps, this is the way to truly appreciate the fun of the remaining two years.

When it comes to terminal illness, Yue Luo can't do anything about it at all. In his mind, in this case, there is no need to waste time and energy on something that cannot be solved at all. He still has two years to go, and there are still many things to do, and now he must plan it well.

What would a dying person most want to do? That is to look more at this world, tourism is what they want to do the most, and Yue Luo also has this kind of thought. However, considering that he had to hide it from his family, Yue Luo felt that the matter of travel should be pressed back, and he should have to wait until his senior year. At that time, it was a good excuse to say that Lu went to do an internship.

If you want to travel, you need one more important thing, and that is money.

Thinking of money, Yue Luo thought of the novel he was writing. Now, he thought, he could only save some money by writing novels. Moreover, writing his transformation trilogy is also one of the things he wants to do in the rest of the time.

Hey, there's still not enough time.

Sighing, Yue Luo remembered that he had promised his book friend to add more today, and the people in the dormitory were also busy with their own work, so he opened the writing document and calmed down to code the words.

Su Yue.

Su Yue, how happy you are.

While coding words, Yue Luo sighed in his heart. He writes the story of Su Yue, just like writing about his other life. It's very strange that Yue Luo will cry when Su Yue is sad, and Yue Luo will cry when Su Yue is happy and happy.

It's like a heart falling into thorns, and every time it beats, it hurts.

Every breath, every inch of skin becomes sensitive.

It was as if everything around him was gone, and he sat there. He is Su Yue. But sometimes, he is really Yue Luo, Su Yue is out of reach of him, he can only envy, envy and hate between the lines, pray and bless in words.

In this way, the few people who slept with him didn't notice that Yue Luo was constantly tapping on the keyboard. And the same continuous, there are also his tears.

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