Chapter 768: Yes!

Siweike smiled, looked at the hopping Aila, and patted his back, "Aila, sometimes we have to trust our intuition. Rather than saying I trust An Yinan, it's better to say I trust my own intuition."

"Intuition!" Aila narrowed his eyes and sighed helplessly.

Intuition was the culprit behind his failure to cross the threshold of a top-tier assassin; his technique and his planning had already reached the pinnacle, but his intuition alone had not!

Lao Weiya had said that this was not something that could be trained, but something forged bit by bit, requiring one to go through battle after battle and experience bleeding time and time again to forge it.

However, there were also some people who possessed innate intuition, and they would naturally seek advantages and avoid harm.

"Then... does she have a way?" Aila looked at Siweike with worry.

The Cold Poison had been there for a long time, and they had visited famous doctors all over the world, but in the end, nothing worked.

This time, was there a way?

"I don't know." He simply shook his head. To live until now, the Base and he himself had put in a massive amount of effort; as for whether he could live afterward, or how he would live, he did not know.

He only hoped that when he died, it wouldn't be so painful.

Over there, An Yinan had already finished the stitching; she gently sprinkled on some medicinal powder and also had Chen Xun swallow two Small Silver Pills directly.

"This arm cannot be moved!"

"Alright!"

"Don't use your body to block in the future; I will dodge!"

"Alright!"

"Chen Xun, if something happens to you, I will take Dabao and Xiaobao and remarry, and make your children call someone else 'Dad'!"

Chen Xun was just about to say "Alright" when he suddenly stopped, "I won't let anything happen to myself."

How could he set his mind at ease?

His parents had his older brother.

But Nan Nan only had him, and the two children only had him; how could he set his mind at ease?

"Remember what you said!" An Yinan put away the Surgical Knife; the situation was special now, and there was no way to clean it.

"Do you still want this?" She looked at the Surgical Knife; it was covered in blood, and there was even a bullet...

Aila hurriedly waved his hands, "Changsheng said, it's a gift for you."

When others asked Changsheng for things, no one could ever take them away; he hadn't expected it to be so straightforward this time, and it was because after he reported An Yinan's name, Changsheng had even said directly, "Give it to her."

An Yinan raised an eyebrow; it seemed...

The medicinal powder had taken effect, otherwise, with Changsheng's temperament, let alone gifting a Surgical Knife, if he didn't send a bomb, it would already be a miracle!

"Let's talk." Siweike spoke up.

An Yinan looked at the people around them; she had gone crazy for a while, and those people had hidden very far away. With those sparse gunshots, this place seemed to have become an empty lot, and no one came to provoke them anymore.

"Your Cold Poison is very severe; you've been able to survive because of the Volcanic Spring, right?" She looked at Siweike and asked directly.

This Gun King Base really had something wrong with everyone.

Could it be that those without problems could no longer survive in the Gun King Base?

"Volcanic Spring." Siweike repeated it, thought of the place he went to every time, and then nodded gently, "It should be the Volcanic Spring you speak of."

"Extreme cold meeting extreme heat—although it can suppress the Cold Poison in your body, but..."

"You also have to endure inhuman pain." An Yinan found a stone and sat directly on it, her eyes fixed on Chen Xun.

"You said you could detoxify it." Siweike did not answer this question; he could endure the pain only because he still wanted to live.

Otherwise, how could he have persisted through those repeated alternations of cold and heat, and those repeated times of being in agony?

"I can!" She nodded affirmatively, "But..."

As soon as this "but" came out, Siweike and Aila knew that things were not that simple.

"I need to refine some Small Silver Pills in advance, and I also need to go to the Volcanic Spring."

"Your poison cannot be cured anywhere else; only by going to the Volcanic Spring can the Cold Poison be expelled."

Siweike lowered his head, "The famous doctor who told me to go to the Volcanic Spring said that long-term soaking in the Volcanic Spring would lead to the formation of Fire Poison in the body. If the Cold Poison is cured, then my Fire Poison..."

"It seems that you found a good Doctor to be able to live until now." An Yinan nodded affirmatively.

"Then..."

"Did that Doctor ever say one sentence!"

She was smiling happily, and her face was completely relaxed, unlike the grave faces of those people he saw when he visited doctors in the past.

"What sentence?" Before Siweike could speak, Aila blurted it out.

Just at this moment, a sigh came through the earpiece.

"Extreme cold meets extreme cold snow, blazing fire burns as if with a blazing soul; three autumns pass like a longing object, do not mock the monarch enjoying the ninth-month sky."

In an instant, two voices overlapped.

An Yinan, and Lao Weiya.

Siweike's pupils contracted instantly.

He actually didn't know this sentence.

Aila looked at the changing Siweike and asked with some lack of understanding, "What's wrong? Is it hurting again?"

Only those close to them knew the suffering of the Cold Poison.

Siweike's fists were tightly clenched, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

"There is no frost in the world, there is no blazing soul in the world, there is no longing in the world, so why mock the nine heavens?" Lao Weiya said freely.

"Who can solve it?" If there were any way, how could he not tell Siweike?

He had watched him grow up and treated him like his own child!

"Can you solve it?" Siweike looked at An Yinan; who exactly was An Yinan to be able to know these things?

"Yes!" An Yinan's answer made Siweike's pupils flicker.

Lao Weiya, who was lying on the recliner, suddenly sat up.

"Granted!"

"Who says there is no frost in this world? Frost like snow, a long drunken dream."

"Who says there is no heroic soul in this world? Heroes cry out long, never regretting."

"Who says there is no lovesickness in this world? Devoted hearts accompany each other across two heavens."

"Heh..."

An Yinan tugged at the corners of her mouth at this moment, thinking of the words in the Medical Classic, every single sentence etched into her heart.

"Laughing and chatting in the nine heavens, the blood of a bosom friend enters my soul!"

As her words fell, Weiya widened his eyes, and Siweike's body also trembled slightly.

"As long as you are still the original you, the Cold Poison can be cured; whether it can be cured or not, now I must ask you." An Yinan suddenly raised her head and looked at Siweike.

But Siweike's gaze flickered toward Aila beside him, then he thought of that old man who had been in the monitoring room, the one who had refused to step out of the monitoring room ever since he was poisoned.

So, his own antidote had always been by his side.

"Granted!"

At this moment, Siweike's eyes lit up, and the look he gave An Yinan was already one of conviction.

There were many things he did not know, things only Lao Weiya knew, yet she knew them.

Those words, those sentences.

An Yinan nodded; she was not surprised by this result.

A person who could persist until now possessed a powerful heart and an Endurance that ordinary people could not bear.

Alone, one could not endure that bone-chilling pain unless there was someone in their heart they could not let go of, or a tether to keep them living.

Siweike, what was his tether?

A single "Granted!"

That represented his tether!

Bosom friends for life, sharing life and death.