Chapter 8
"That's the best." Gan Lin laughed.
Yan Yuan wasn't someone who just took; she looked back at Gan Lin and said, "You let me live here, and in return, I'll give you sixty milliliters of blood every week for your research. Until I can afford to buy a house and move out of this city."
Gan Lin glanced at Yan Yuan uncertainly, "Are you sure?"
"Of course!"
Gan Lin chuckled softly.
The housing prices in this city were already sky-high.
If one wanted to buy a decent house, it would probably be very difficult.
Especially for someone like Yan Yuan, whose background was unclear—who would dare to hire her.
Let alone buying a house, she was lucky to afford renting one.
Of course, as long as she had something to offer in return, there was no issue with how long she stayed.
If he could discover the secret of rapid wound healing from her blood, it would be a major breakthrough in medicine and science.
Yan Yuan placed the cash in her room.
After about ten days of organizing.
