There were half boxes of sleeves scattered on the ground that were too late to clean up.

Ye Fei's eyes were blurred and her skin was red. There were a few deep kiss marks on his collarbone, and his thighs were still shaking slightly. Covered with wolf-borrowing, rotten and beautiful.

Yan Xiao turned his face and kissed him deeply.

His complexion was slightly darker than Ye Fei's, and the hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, sticking to his neat face.

There are several well-shaped tooth marks on the shoulders, and a few light red scratches floating on the smooth and firm muscles. His eyes were dark, his brows narrowed slightly, and his whole body was full of vigorous sexual tension.

Ye Fei slowed down for a while, then came back to her senses a little and pushed Yan Xiao away: "You fucking... you're going to kill me."

"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao called his name with a calm and steady tone. It seems that instead of lying on the bed now, I am sitting in the office, "Don't swear."

"This is dirty?" Ye Fei raised her eyes and glanced at him with a half-smile, "What was Mr. Yan doing just now?"

Yan Xiao looked down at him for a moment, pinched his chin and kissed again.

"Not coming." Ye Fei tilted her head to avoid his lips, but was finally held down.

"Yan Xiao, I'm going to you..." He was half-uttered in his anger, and disappeared between his lips and teeth.

"Okay, okay," Afraid really wiped-gun-walked-fire, after kissing for a while. Ye Fei seized the opportunity to grab Yan Xiao's shoulders and softened, "Is it okay if I don't say it?"

Yan Xiao lightly touched his hair, kissed the corner of his lips again, and let go of him.

"Brother Yan," Ye Fei lay down for a while, before half-closing her eyes, and said lazily, "I want to take a bath."

Having said that, he didn't mean to get up at all.

Yan Xiao said "OK" and carried him into the bathroom.

When she came out, Ye Fei was already a little confused. He couldn't even wait for the time to change the sheets, so he went straight to his former room and plunged his head into the bed.

Yan Xiao put on the new sheets without saying a word, then left the master bedroom and followed Ye Fei's second bedroom.

When he came up, Ye Fei seemed to be moved, instinctively found a comfortable position, and nestled into Yan Xiao's arms.

On the soft and comfortable big bed, the two of them are skin-to-skin and their legs are intertwined, regardless of each other.

The next day, as soon as Ye Fei went to the company, she was caught by Gu Ruijia, holding up her mobile phone and insisting to take pictures of him.

Ye Fei cooperated and posed, not forgetting her cheap mouth: "Why, do you want to keep it as a family heirloom?"

"Get out of your mother's family heirloom!" Gu Ruijia made a three-shot, and told Ye Fei, "You think I like to see your face? It's for the promotion of "Rescue"."

"Then why do you want my pictures? I'm not an actor." Seeing him put down the camera, Ye Fei sat down and asked.

Gu Ruijia rolled his eyes: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Ye Fei didn't understand and frowned, "What?"

"You have a lot of fans," Gu Ruijia sat down opposite him, looking down at the photos he just took. "If you don't open Weibo, they will find me."

Gu Ruijia said: "Yan fans are also a force that can be united. It's not a loss to use your photos to drain our movies."

The promotion of "Overtime Rescue" has a special propaganda to do, but you have to do your best for the things produced by your own company.

Although Gu Ruijia always refused to admit it, she still had a bit of a heart for Ye Fei's face. In case there is a local tyrant Yan Fan who spends a lot of money and goes to the cinema for him.

Ye Fei shrugged: "Whatever you want."

When turned on the computer, deliberately glanced at the time in the upper right corner, only to realize that it was almost the end of the year. Before he knew it, he had been reborn for more than six months.

It seemed short, but it was actually one-sixth of his remaining life.

Ye Fei closed her eyes, not knowing what it was like.

At this moment, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. He took it out and saw that it was Yan Xiao.

Ye Fei pressed the accept button: "Brother Yan."

"The genetic test results are out." Yan Xiao's usual unwavering voice came from the phone.

Ye Fei glanced at Gu Ruijia who was eavesdropping next to her, got up and walked out of the office, found a corner with no one, and said, "Really?"

Yan Xiao said "yes" and then told Ye Fei, "There is no problem."

Generally, people with suspected ALS, or those with a family history of the disease, will be tested for four to six disease-causing genes. Ye Fei checked all 29 disease-causing genes last time, and they were all negative.

Although there are many susceptibility genes for ALS, the fact that all the causative genes are negative does not mean that there is no possibility of getting the disease. But combined with the EMG results, it can be concluded that he is in good health.

However, Ye Fei still insisted: "It's no problem now, there will be in the future."

His body is like the sea before the storm. The naked eye looks calm and the waves are calm, but in fact, there is a turbulent hidden underneath, and he doesn't know when it will erupt.

When he saw the results of a lumbar puncture in his last life, he couldn't believe it. Obviously, he is in good health on weekdays, and he rarely catches colds. How could he suddenly suffer from ALS?

He struggled, resented, and finally had to accept it.

"There will definitely be." Yan Xiao thoughtfully repeated these four words.

Ye Fei said "yes".

"Brother Yan, believe me," his voice was a little lower than usual, and he looked a little floating because he was standing in the empty corridor. "At first, he only had nausea and vomiting, and then gradually developed into weakness of limbs, unable to stand up."

Ye Fei's eyes were blank, her fingers curled up unconsciously: "Afterwards, it was difficult to swallow and breathe."

He spoke so vividly, as if he had experienced it himself. Yan Xiao's chest felt a little tight for no reason. He stood up and opened the window and said to Ye Fei, "Don't think about it."

Ye Fei froze for a moment, then smiled: "Okay."

He actually didn't want to talk to Yan Xiao about such a heavy thing. He was about to change the subject when Gu Ruijia came over and said that the director Song Wen was looking for him in a hurry.

Ye Fei said to Yan Xiao, then hung up the phone and went to deal with company affairs.

Yan Xiao looked at the communication page silently, and was about to consult Zhang Ningyuan, the director of Hedao Hospital, when the special assistant suddenly knocked on the door and came in: "Mr. Yan, the relevant information about President Ye's mother has been found."

He put a portfolio on the desk and laid out the information in it one by one: "Only the time and hospital when she was diagnosed with ALS was found, but no diagnosis records were found."

Afraid that Yan Xiao would misunderstand that he was not doing well, the special assistant explained to him: "The hospital will only keep hospital records for a long time. President Ye's mother was not hospitalized for ALS, so I can't find anything about this now."

ALS does not require hospitalization. Yan Xiao nodded and picked up the information he handed over.

The special assistant hurriedly explained: "This is the hospitalization record of Mr. Ye's mother a few days before the diagnosis of ALS. It should be a gastrointestinal problem. Look at the medical certificate. It says nausea, vomiting, and diarrhea."

Yan Xiao's eyes suddenly stopped, and Ye Fei just said the words "nausea and vomiting" to him.

"But it's a little strange," the special assistant pointed to the inscription on a document, "Mr. Yan, look, Mr. Ye's mother was treated for stomach and intestines in Hedao Hospital, and she stayed in the hospital for three days..."

He glanced at Yan Xiao's face, and seeing that he had no intention of stopping him, he continued to say: "It stands to reason that the examination for ALS should also be done at Hedao Hospital, so why would he go to Fengcheng University the day after he was discharged from the hospital? Affiliated hospital for examination?"

Yan Xiao also noticed this, because it was illogical in every way. Compared with the Affiliated Hospital of Fengcheng University, where all departments are sloppy, Hedao Hospital is more than a hundred times stronger.

And Ye Fei's family is definitely not unable to afford better medical resources.

There is also a very subtle and unusual place, that is, Ye Fei's mother was diagnosed and died in less than five months.

Since Ye Fei told him that she would be ill, Yan Xiao had learned a lot about ALS in private. It is known that although the five-year mortality rate of ALS is high, the patients can basically survive for more than three years.

Five months, when the Ye family was not short of money, was really too short, eerily short.

Yan Xiao read all the information from beginning to end, and then in front of the special assistant, called Zhang Ningyuan.

"The initial symptoms of ALS?" Zhang Ningyuan didn't expect Yan Xiao to ask such a question that he could find the answer with a simple search, and repeated it before saying, "Most of them have weakness in their hands, and a small number of people have lesions from the lower extremities. ."

Yan Xiao asked, "What else?"

Zhang Ningyuan immediately said, "Muscle atrophy."

Yan Xiao didn't hear the answer he wanted to hear, he pondered for a moment and said, "Will it cause gastrointestinal problems?"

"Huh?" Zhang Ningyuan asked incredulously, and immediately said with a straight attitude, "No."

ALS is a problem with the nervous system, what does it have to do with the digestive system? Zhang Ningyuan shook his head, thinking to himself, this boss is too ignorant of common sense.

"Mr. Yan, I can tell you with confidence," Zhang Ningyuan patted his chest and said decisively, "This will never happen."

Generally speaking, doctors reserve a few points when speaking. Zhang Ningyuan is so sure that he is 100% sure.

Afraid that Yan Xiao's opinion was refuted and unhappy, Zhang Ningyuan quickly added as a joke: "The digestive system and nervous system have problems at the same time. You said that this is not like ALS, but a bit like heavy metal poisoning."

"After heavy metal poisoning, people will have nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, limb paralysis, limb weakness and other symptoms. It is similar to ALS, but doctors will not be wrong."

There was no expression on Yan Xiao's face, but his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Got it." Yan Xiao said, politely thanked Zhang Ningyuan and ended the call.

"Go and check Ye Fei's father's social relations," Yan Xiao put away his phone and calmly instructed the special assistant, "The focus is on the social relations in Fengcheng University Affiliated Hospital."

The special assistant is also someone who has seen strong winds and waves. After hearing the call between the boss and the doctor, although his three views were shattered in shock, there was nothing on his face.

He nodded: "Yes." Then he bowed out of the office.

Yan Xiao lowered his head, looked at the few thin documents, and pursed his lips slightly.

When he was checking Ye Fei's identity three years ago, he found out Father Ye's preference for Ye Yao and his harshness towards Ye Fei. But at that time, Ye Fei cared about the Ye family, so Yan Xiao could suppress all dissatisfaction and try his best to help Dingyuan.

But it's different now.

Yan Xiao took out the little red book in his pocket and touched it lightly. Now Ye Fei's family is him, and with him, no one can bully Ye Fei.

Including his father and younger brother by blood.

The author has something to say: Regarding the genetic testing of ALS, here is a reference to the relevant information of Kangwang