Qiao Zuwang stood outside the door and knocked for a while, but found that no one came to open the door. Then he left cursing, muttering as he walked.
"These heartless people deliberately closed the door to hide from me."
"It must have been Qiao Yicheng's instigation."
"You brat, when your wings become stiff, you won't know where to go from east to west."
Inside the house, Sanli glanced secretly in the direction of the door. It had been quiet for a while.
'Dad, should you leave?'
Li Jie glanced at Sanli out of the corner of his eye. He knew that Sanli had always wanted to ease the relationship between him and Qiao Zuwang.
But judging from Qiao Zuwang's behavior, he didn't want to repair the relationship, he just wanted to find a few wallets.
Qiao Zuwang had indeed left. He returned to Shamao Alley alone, cooking pots and cooking. By the time he was busy with the New Year's Eve dinner, it was already dark.
Three dishes and one soup would definitely be a luxury if eaten by one person on a normal day, but during the Chinese New Year, it would seem very shabby.
After sighing for a while, Qiao Zuwang poured himself a glass of wine.
What a bitter life!
Why is my life so miserable!
While Qiao Zuwang was drinking, he was feeling sorry for himself. Unknowingly, he drank too much. After all, he didn't drink much to begin with.
In a blink of an eye, the time came to the next day. Qiao Zuwang, who had been lying on the table all night, felt that his head was also dizzy, and his eyelids were as heavy as mountains, and he could not lift them up.
Qiao Zuwang wanted to raise his hand to feel the temperature on his forehead, but he found that his arm was weak and weak, and even after lifting it twice in a row, he did not lift it up.
'broken!'
'I've got a cold!'
Although Qiao Zuwang's head was in a daze, his logical thinking was still there. In this state, he obviously had a high fever.
Last night, he drank too much and collapsed on the table in the living room. It was such a winter and there was no heater in the house, so he just slept like this all night. If he didn't catch a cold, who would?
'no!'
'I have to go to the hospital.'
If it is a common cold, it will pass after a while, but a severe cold is not so easy to get over.
Qiao Zuwang took a deep breath and stood up with strength.
However, the next second, his whole body suddenly softened and he fell back in a daze.
Bang!
Qiao Zuwang lost his balance and fell directly from the chair to the ground.
"Ouch!"
Lying on the cold ground, Qiao Zuwang struggled to get up, but he couldn't find the strength to do so.
At the same time, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his endless sleepiness became stronger and stronger.
'no!'
'I can't just sleep like this!'
It was such a cold day, lying on the cold ground to sleep, and he had a fever. Once he fell asleep, the consequences would be disastrous.
Qiao Zuwang suppressed his sleepiness and used his hands and feet to pull at random.
Boom!
clang!
Snap!
The dull sound of a chair falling to the ground and the crisp sound of bowls and chopsticks hitting the floor resounded in the room one after another, along with his faint cry for help.
"Help...help...help!"
"Is there anyone?"
"Come quickly and help."
Qiao Zuwang's brain was as if it was a mush, and he had obviously forgotten what time it was.
Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and all the neighbors are staying at home early in the morning, eating breakfast happily.
Boom!
clang!
A moment later, there was another sound of things falling, and Qiao Zuwang's strong will to survive prompted him to struggle desperately.
While struggling, he did not forget to scream for help.
"Help!"
"Someone is going to die..."
"Sister Wu, Sister Wu, please help me!"
After going back and forth for more than ten minutes, there was still no response from the outside world. Finally, Qiao Zuwang couldn't stand the sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.
I slept for most of the day.
At noon, Qiao Zuwang woke up again. This time he was woken up by the cold.
As soon as he woke up, his first feeling was thirst, and his throat felt like it was on fire.
At this moment, he desperately hoped that someone could pour him a glass of water.
"Water...water..."
Qiao Zuwang was already in a state of confusion and could only moan unconsciously.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Brother Qiao, brother Qiao, are you at home?"
"I'm here to give you Yuanbao eggs (tea eggs)!"
Outside the door, Aunt Wu knocked on the door and put her ear to the door to listen carefully to what was going on inside.
What surprised her was that after knocking on the door for so long, there was still no sound from inside.
This door is obviously locked from the inside, so there must be someone at home.
strangeness!
Aunt Wu looked up at the sky. She had just checked the time when she went out. It was already past ten o'clock. Qiao Zuwang couldn't be still sleeping.
In addition, the knock on the door was so loud that even if he was sleeping, he should have woken up.
"Brother Qiao?"
"Brother Qiao?"
If it's broken, something will happen, right?
Aunt Wu couldn't help but think of what was said on the radio two days ago. An old man burned charcoal in his room to keep warm at night because the doors and windows were too closed.
As a result, the next morning, the old man fell asleep and died.
Thinking of this, Aunt Wu hurriedly ran to the door of another neighbor's house to ask for help.
After a while, several people hurried to the door of Qiao's house. One of them, a middle-aged man, was carrying a ladder.
Although Qiao Zuwang is a bit of a bastard, everyone has been neighbors for decades. If anything happens, those who can help will still help.
After a while of manipulation, the middle-aged man climbed up the wall.
Lao Huang was lying on the wall and saw Qiao Zuwang lying on the floor of the hall at a glance. Seeing Qiao Zuwang lying motionless on the ground, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
In an instant, countless possibilities popped up in his mind.
With the messy ground and broken wine bottles, could Qiao Zuwang drink to death?
"Old Huang? Old Huang? Please answer me!"
Seeing that the other party never answered, Aunt Wu became even more anxious.
"Old...Old Qiao is lying on the ground. I...I'll go down and open the door right now!"
Lao Huang hurriedly jumped down from the courtyard wall, and then opened the courtyard door's sheath from the inside.
The group of people finally entered the courtyard, and Aunt Wu rushed into the main room with a dash, leaned over and pushed Qiao Zuwang.
"Brother Qiao, wake up! Wake up!"
Immediately, she reached out and touched Qiao Zuwang's forehead.
So hot!
"Lao Huang, Lao Zhu, come here quickly and help lift him. Lao Qiao has a fever and needs to be sent to the hospital quickly."
The nearest hospital to Shamao Lane was Drum Tower Hospital. The three of them rushed him to the hospital in a hurry. When it was time to pay the fee, they suddenly ran into trouble.
They came in a hurry and didn’t bring any money with them!
"I'll go back and get it!"
Finally, Aunt Wu took the initiative to go back and withdraw the money. She was not afraid that Qiao Zuwang would not pay back the money. Even if Qiao Zuwang refused to admit the debt, she could go to 'Yizheng'.
Although the kid 'Yicheng' has a bad relationship with Qiao Zuwang, when it comes to such a big matter, this kid will definitely not shirk the blame.