Chapter 65：

"Wanting, I want to ask you something."

When Wanding received a call from Qiao Huaize, he almost thought that Qiao Huaize had encountered something dying.

Because Qiao Huaize never called him, and although Wanding, as the owner of the martial arts hall, is also the nominal boss of Qiao Huaize, he has become accustomed to Qiao Huaize's coldness.

Wanding's heart beat as soon as he received a call from Qiao Huaize. When he heard Qiao Huaize speaking in his usual low, indifferent, emotional voice, Wanding almost panicked.

Even if Qiao Huaize said that he was hunted down by a gang of bandits in a society under the rule of law, Wanding would believe it, because Qiao Huaize had the temperament of the protagonist of martial arts cultivation.

"You said, Mr. Joe, what's the matter?" Wanding said quickly, "What problem have you encountered? I can help."

Qiao Huaize paused.

"I just sneezed."

"Yeah!" Wanding listened carefully.

"I am a little dizzy and very cold now." Qiao Huaize continued.

Wanding suddenly felt something was wrong, wasn't it chasing after...?

"Mr. Joe, are you... not feeling well?" Wanding asked tentatively.

"I've never been sick before." Qiao Huaize said, "So I'm here to ask you, I'll analyze that I might have a cold, do you think it looks like it?"

Wanding suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

Qiao Huaize is quite accomplished in swordsmanship, but he didn't expect his personal life to be so simple in private that he couldn't even figure out a cold.

He hurriedly inquired carefully, and when he heard that Qiao Huaize stayed out all night last night, drank and slept again, Wanding was helpless.

"Mr. Joe, what do you think? In such a cold weather, you are drunk and sleeping outside. It's not bad if you don't freeze to death!" He said, "You have a cold."

"How long will it be better?"

"About seven days," Wanding said, "Do you want some medicine?"

"No need." It was only seven days and there was no need to take medicine.

"By the way, sir, do you have a fever now?"

"How do you see if you have a fever?"

"Hold a thermometer under your armpit, or have a forehead thermometer to measure it. But..." Wanding said hesitantly, "I don't think there should be such a thing in your house."

"How much is a fever?" Qiao Huaize asked calmly.

"37.5 is a low-grade fever, it needs to be cooled after 38 degrees Celsius. Otherwise I will buy one for you..."

"I think it should be around 39 degrees now." Qiao Huaize said. He put down his hands calmly.

Wanding:...

Don't tell him, Qiao Huaize tested it by himself.

"I'll go there." Wanding was even more worried than before.

Qiao Huaize couldn't hold back Wanding. In fact, he didn't make much effort to refuse. Qiao Huaize always looks like an indifferent elite professor at school. In fact, he is not familiar with the people in the school, and the values ​​are too different, so there is no close person at all.

And Wanding, the two have known each other for several years, and they are both interested in martial arts. Most people can't stand Qiao Huaize's indifferent personality, but Wanding has been accustomed to seeing all kinds of strange-tempered masters since he was a child, so he is very tolerant of Qiao Huaize.

Qiao Huaize was a bit hungry, and his head was uncomfortable. Wanding had to come, so he reported the address. I have never thought about how hot people are when they rush to half a city in the early morning of the Spring Festival.

On the morning of the Spring Festival, there was no one at all. Wanding drove the car, and he arrived within half an hour of his usual one-hour drive.

Wanding knocked on the door, and Qiao Huaize opened it to him. Wanding looked at Qiao Huaize indifferently, as if he was not sick at all.

Wanding reached out and touched Qiao Huaize's forehead, which was hot.

"My little ancestor." Wanding was frightened, and hurried into the house, and handed the hot porridge he brought in his bag to Qiao Huaize.

Qiao Huaize may be the cause of the high fever. Those phoenix eyes were also a little lazy. He took over Wanding's takeout and sat at the table to eat a little bit. Wanding looked around at Qiao Huaize's home, only to feel that this simple style actually resembled that of Qiao Huaize.

He opened the refrigerator, only a few handfuls of greens were drooping in it. Pulling the bottom, there is some frozen meat inside, just so big a fist.

"Do you usually eat bird food?" Wanding said incredulously.

"Usually eat the school cafeteria." Qiao Huaize replied lazily.

"What about winter and summer vacations?"

"drink wine."

Wanding was speechless for a while.

How did Qiao Huaize live so much?

After Qiao Huaize drank the porridge, Wanding urged him to go back to bed and be covered, and then gave him the antipyretic medicine he had brought. Qiao Huaize seemed a little disliked to take medicine, but Wanding took it after he gave it to him.

"You can't spoil yourself like this. Although you are really good at swordsmanship and have better physique than ordinary people, you can't do harm." Wanding said bitterly. Run outside to sleep? Don't die? Do you really think you are a martial arts master with internal skills?"

But he is really a better master than the master of martial arts. It's just from the previous life.

Qiao Huaize didn't speak, and Wanding thought he spoke too hard to make him angry. Just about to explain a few more words, Qiao Huaize said quietly, "I haven't caught a cold like this before."

"...Didn't you come from the south? Can the winter in the south be the same as in the north?" Wanding couldn't help but said, "It's a miracle of life that you didn't get sick before!"

Qiao Huaize didn't bother to care about him. His long eyelashes blinked, and he had a fever for the first time. He just felt tired all over and wanted to sleep, but he had no other feelings. He didn't understand why Wanding was so nervous.

"You can't always drink like this to hurt your stomach. What can you do when you get old and have three highs in the future? What if you get alcohol poisoning in the future?" Watching Qiao Huaize ignore him, Wanding began to chatter.

Qiao Huaize didn't know why this thirty-year-old man could talk so much. It was so noisy that he began to regret letting Wanding over.

It’s not a big deal to be sick for a week.

"Headache." Qiao Huaize frowned slightly.

Wanding suddenly silenced.

"Then you sleep well, I'll go buy you something. The key is the one on the table, isn't it?"

Qiao Huaize did not speak for a while. This is why he didn't want to make friends with Wanding in depth before. Because people who practice martial arts have loyalty, people like Wanding are more enthusiastic, and Qiao Huaize is not used to socializing with this type of person.

Well, he is actually not used to anyone. After all, the masters are all alone in the end.

"You don't need to be like this." Qiao Huaize said, "You can get better in seven days..."

"Just like you, a person who drinks and sleeps outside in winter, a seven-day illness can become a serious illness."

Wanding took the key and went out.

As soon as he left, Qiao Huaize actually fell asleep.

When Wanding came back, Qiao Huaize heard it, but he didn't bother to open his eyes and fell asleep again.

Open your eyes again, it's already night.

It was dark in Qiao Huaize's room, and he saw the light on the crack of the door. He got out of the bed, his footsteps were slight but controllable. Qiao Huaize opened the door, just to see Wanding cooking, there were already several dishes on the table.

"Mr. Joe, are you awake?" Wanding smiled, "This is the New Year. I will cook two more dishes. You are waiting for a while."

Qiao Huaize teaches students in Wanding's martial arts hall, and Wanding takes a percentage of class time. Now that the nominal boss is busy in his house, Qiao Huaize is sitting still.

"You really don't have to do this." When Wanding finished the last dish and sat down, Qiao Huaize looked at him, "We are an employment relationship."

"Then you treat this as a year-end award." Wanding shrugged his shoulders.

Qiao Huaize frowned slightly, "But today is the Spring Festival, you should go home."

"Why don't you go home?" Wanding asked subconsciously. Soon after, he realized what he asked, and he couldn't wait to hit his mouth—how could he say so without thinking about it?

"I don't have a home." Qiao Huaize lowered his eyelashes and said calmly.

Wanding scratched his head and almost collapsed.

Qiao Huaize first looked at him and said calmly, "Don't have to pity me. My current state and my job are what I want."

"Do you want to isolate yourself like this for a lifetime?" Wanding asked puzzledly.

"Why not?"

In his previous life, he lived by himself, away from the world.

Wanding stopped talking.

He felt that even in the realm, Qiao Huaize was already different from them.

But how does this work? After all, this is not a TV series, but the real world. In addition to being good at martial arts, Qiao Huaize is still an ordinary person, who will also suffer from old age, sickness and death. He has a heart of mountains and waters, but his physical hardware has not kept up.

Wanding was particularly afraid that Qiao Huaize would tell him one day that he wanted to cultivate immortality and practice light gong, so he turned down from the 30th floor. Now that Qiao Huaize looks like this, he feels quite possible.

Wan Ding was stunned to have dinner with Qiao Huaize. When the family father heard that he was with Qiao Huaize, he was very happy and asked him to perform well. Wanding could only smile wryly.

After dinner at night, Wanding went to wash the dishes again.

In his previous life, Qiao Huaize had a high status and status. Before he succeeded in crossing the Tribulation, he was already the most powerful person in the entire martial arts and even the entire martial arts. Except for practicing martial arts, he doesn't need to worry about other trivial matters, and countless people below are rushing to take care of him.

In this life, Qiao Huaize has nothing to do with himself, he is not very particular about the state of life, but Wanding has to do this and that, and Qiao Huaize will not stop him. As a result, a man who was used to taking care of the martial arts boss was washing the dishes, and the man who was accustomed to being taken care of was pushed back to the bed to lie down.

Wanding’s elder brother has a three-year-old daughter, and Wanding occasionally helps him with the children. Now, Wanding simply used the method of taking care of children to deal with Qiao Huaize. He asked Qiao Huaize to drink the medicine, and then cleaned it up outside, and it took half an hour to finish.

When he came back to see how Qiao Huaize was, he happened to see Qiao Huaize taking out a bottle of wine from his bedside table, and it seemed that he was going to drink it. Wan Ding's head hurts for a while, it seems that Qiao Huaize has changed from a kid who just resisted drinking medicine to an old man in his family who loves to drink secretly.

"The medicine you just took can't be drunk with wine, it's easy to kill!" Wan Dingxu whispered, "You better stop drinking for the last seven days, ah."

Taking advantage of Qiao Huaize's slow response after drinking the medicine, Wanding quickly searched his bedroom and found several bottles of wine in different places.

Qiao Huaize loves to drink too much, and Wanding has known him all these years, and most of his disapproval is Qiao Huaize's alcohol addiction.

After hiding all the wine, Wan Ding returned and sat on the edge of Qiao Huaize's bed.

Qiao Huaize never got sick, and the fever became fierce when he burned, and the medicine made people sleepy, and Qiao Huaize lay in bed, unconscious. It's just that he is so good-looking, even if he is sick, he is beautifully ill, like a sick beauty.

His eyes, which are usually indifferent and distant, seem to have some warmth at the moment because of fever.

Qiao Huaize's slender gray eyes blinked slightly, staring at the ceiling a little confused. He seemed to be thinking and remembering something, his eyes were shining with moist lights. Wanding had never seen him like this before, and he was so fragile that he didn't look like Mr. Joe.

"What's the matter?" Wanding asked cautiously.

"I want to drink." Qiao Huaize said, "Uncomfortable."

"You can't drink when you are uncomfortable, and you can drink when you are good." Wanding comforted him, "Do you think of anything, you can talk to me."

Qiao Huaize did not speak.

In his previous life, he was a cultivator who succeeded in crossing the catastrophe. A person who can pass through the Tribulation must have no surprises and no joys in his heart, and he can be detached from the mortal.

So in this life, although he has returned to the world, he still lives indifferently. It is not easy to get a little affection occasionally.

Qiao Huaize should not care about everything.

He had successfully crossed the robbery four times that year, and if he was unsuccessful the last time, his masturbation would not be able to withstand the torture and would disappear.

He failed so many times, just because his heart demon was the woman who danced the sword for him, the only person in the world who called him Ozawa, his mother.

Qiao Huaize's cultivation level and state of mind had long reached the standard of crossing the catastrophe, but every time he failed because he couldn't let Jiang Shining go, until he failed for the third time, Jiang Shining passed away. After the great pain, Qiao Huaize finally put aside the mortal affairs and successfully overcome the catastrophe.

But in the long days of being alone afterwards, Qiao Huaize felt more strange the more he thought about it. He had a premonition in his heart that Jiang Shining died for him, or that she died by suicide, just being disguised as an accident.

Even with such thoughts, Qiao Huaize never dared to return to his hometown. He was afraid to prove his guess. If the facts are really like that, Qiao Huaize can no longer defeat the demons. In order to divert attention, he put all his energy on other areas, and in the end, he seemed to really let go.

Reincarnation, this world is not suitable for cultivating immortals, and Qiao Huaize's physique is nothing more than a normal person. He could finally miss Jiang Shining. It's just that a long period of shame is pressing on his shoulders, Qiao Huaize can't take the initiative to think of Jiang Shining, and when he thinks of her, he always touches his past guilt.

As a proud person, Qiao Huaize does not allow himself to lose his attitude.

Only when people are quietly drunk in the middle of the night will Qiao Huaize think of some beautiful things in the past.

Wanding was still by his side, and Qiao Huaize sighed softly and his tone eased a little.

"Back, Wanding." He said, "Don't let your family wait long."

"It's okay, I live at home every day, and sometimes I have the opportunity to spend time with my family." Wanding said, "I'll stay with you for the New Year."

Qiao Huaize opened his eyes, he looked at Wanding, those eyes in the mist seemed to return to Qingming. Wanning's heart was shocked, as if at that moment, Qiao Huaize's gaze penetrated the deepest part of his eyes.

Wanning thought his enthusiasm made Qiao Huaize uncomfortable, and Qiao Huaize would teach him. Unexpectedly, Qiao Huaize lowered his eyelashes again.

"You took my wine and went home for me to drink a few more glasses."

The author has something to say: Everyone remembers that you can’t drink alcohol if you eat cephalosporin. For the light poisoning, you can take the dog~ Although it is common sense, I would like to remind you when I write it here, in case anyone doesn’t know=3=

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