"What do you want," Zheng Wuming asked coldly. In his heart, although Yan Murong is a little cheap, he has much better achievements in traditional Chinese medicine than him. If he dares to say this, he will definitely have strong confidence. Therefore, he doesn't have to think of other ways, just negotiate terms with Yan Murong. "I want money," Yan Murong smiled, spread his hands and said, "It's okay to save him, and get the money."