Chapter 25:
Zhou Yanzhi returned home as quickly as possible, and the housekeeper Qi Shu stood at the door anxiously.
"Young Master." Uncle Qi shouted nervously at the person who came in.
Zhou Yanzhi gestured to Su Lin to close the door while quickly going upstairs and arriving at Xiao Yu's study with ease. The study door looked normal at first glance, but when his hand touched the door handle, he instinctively pulled it back the next second.
ice!
It wasn't just the door handle that was icy, it was really icy on the door handle.
"Master, I checked the electrical box. The air conditioner in Master Xiao's study is turned off." Uncle Qi said as he followed.
Zhou Yanzhi didn't say anything. He gripped the door handle again and exerted a strong force. With a crisp snap, the ice on the door handle shattered.
But the door was not open, it was obviously locked from the inside.
In this case, it is difficult to open the door even with a key.
"Window--" Su Lin suddenly reminded.
Uncle Qi was stunned and said awkwardly, "Why didn't I think of that?"
Zhou Yanzhi immediately let go of the doorknob and turned to head towards the rooftop garden. Both his and Xiao Yu's study had a window leading to the rooftop garden.
Fortunately, although Xiao Yu did not open the window, he did not lock it. However, there was a layer of ice on the window at this moment.
Zhou Yanzhi touched the window and paused. When Su Lin and Uncle Qi caught up, he leaned on the windowsill and jumped into the study, not forgetting to pull the curtains.
In the study, all electronic devices were turned off. Xiao Yu huddled on the sofa behind his computer desk, wrapped in a blanket. A thin layer of frost covered him, the blanket, the sofa, and everything else in the study.
Zhou Yanzhi walked to the sofa. Xiao Yu, who was lying on the sofa, also had white frost on his hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes. Miraculously, he was not unconscious. He closed his eyes tightly, his body trembling, and he kept muttering in a low voice:
"It's so cold, so cold..."
“Ouch, it hurts… it hurts…”
With every whisper he made, a stream of cold air burst out from his mouth and quickly condensed into white frost around him.
The place where Xiao Yu cried out in pain was naturally his stomach. Zhou Yanzhi saw from his posture that he was unconscious and still holding his stomach tightly.
Zhou Yanzhi squatted down, put one hand on the other person's belly, and practiced his internal energy slightly.
He had been practicing martial arts inherited from his grandfather since he was young. Unlike those martial arts learned by other people on the market who only practiced muscles, bones and skin, his grandfather's martial arts emphasized both internal and external cultivation. This was also the reason why he later became a "multinational" businessman and was able to make a name for himself abroad.
Of course, if he were just an ordinary ancient martial artist who practiced both internal and external martial arts, he would not be able to reach the level he is at now.
He still remembered that the first time his grandfather soaked him in a medicine barrel, his grandfather told him that his physique was yang and he was a top material for martial arts training.
If you want to achieve greater success in the future, it's best to marry someone with a Yin constitution. This way, you can complement each other and achieve success together. Otherwise, if you just pick a random wife, she will only die young due to her constitution.
The reason Xiao Yu was able to register with him was not just because he was a traditional person. How could a person who had been walking on the edge of darkness for years be so saintly?
When it comes down to it, it's because although the other person is a man, he has the yin constitution that he is looking for.
Before his grandfather passed away, he finally opened up about the follow-up matter he had kept secret from him for so many years: "...you, little guy, you're quite patient! The people with Yin physical signs I mentioned aren't those born on Yin days, Yin months, and Yin years... There are many unexpected beings in this world. Those people with special abilities you met abroad are just the tip of the iceberg. Just remember: one day, when you meet someone and have sex with them, your cultivation will skyrocket, or even break through. And their cultivation will not be affected by your extremely Yang constitution, and they may even experience a similar explosion. That will be the destined person you're looking for. ... Things like this depend on fate and can't be forced. What's meant to be yours will be arranged by heaven."
"Thank you..." Xiao Yu opened his eyes, looking rather pitiful, like a dying puppy that had just recovered from a serious illness. His already pale face was devoid of any color, and his usually alluring cherry-red lips were frighteningly pale.
Zhou Yanzhi suddenly felt distressed and reached out to hug the person, but was stopped by Xiao Yu weakly: "No, I'm dirty."
Zhou Yanzhi wanted to say it was okay, but seeing Xiao Yu's strong rejection, he had to give up: "Uncle Qi made some ginger soup, would you like to drink some?"
"Um……."
"What's wrong?"
"..." Xiao Yu felt that he was being a little hypocritical, but in his current situation, he didn't want to contact anyone except Zhou Yanzhi. He moved his head carefully and lowered his voice, "Brother, can you help me bring it in to drink?"
Zhou Yanzhi looked down at him, and his originally pale face had a little more pink.
"Yeah. Okay. Then I'll ask them to heat it up and bring it over. You lie down first. Change your clothes when you have the strength. Don't take a shower. I read in a book that it's best not to take a shower at this time." While Zhou Yanzhi was speaking, the hand that was channeling his internal energy did not leave Xiao Yu's stomach.
When Xiao Yu heard that he couldn't take a shower, he frowned and retorted in a low voice: "Wouldn't that smell bad?"
"I don't care." Zhou Yanzhi said, pressing his palm directly on the other person's stomach and massaging it gently, "Is it better?"
"Yeah." Xiao Yu responded, but in his heart, it was better? Much better! With the warmth of the other person's palm, he felt that he was now fine. It was as if the excruciating pain before was just a dream. "I feel like I've been fully revived and can type 33,000 words again!"
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