The charming girl from the 70s seduces her rough husband until he vomits blood

Kang Jingzhi raised his eyes and looked at the two lonely graves in the middle of the mountain. "Old Li, it seems that my disease can really be cured."

Master Li's eyes were filled with surprise: "Really? Mr. Kang, congratulations."

Kang Jingzhi retracted his gaze: "Well, let's go back."

After he said that, he opened the car door and got in, asking Master Li to drive him home.

He called Kang Chengzhi and asked him to come over for lunch.

It just so happened that Jiang Sui had something to do, so he went to school to work overtime on the weekend and did not go home at noon. Kang Chengzhi finished his work at another factory and went to Kang Jingzhi's place happily.

After disinfecting the door, he entered Kang Jingzhi's courtyard and saw Kang Jingzhi sitting on a chair reading a book.

He stopped three meters away from Kang Jingzhi with a smile: "Brother, are you feeling better? Mingzhu asked me not to bother you these days, so I didn't dare to come. Why did you call me here today? Don't you have any more work for me?"

Kang Jingzhi placed the book on his knees, looked at him, and could smell the strong smell of disinfectant on him from a distance.

In the past, this was the best medicine to calm his emotions, but now it seems... not so important.

Kang Jingzhi pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Come and sit down."

"Ah?" Kang Chengzhi was stunned for a moment when he saw the chair so close to Kang Jingzhi. He thought that his elder brother didn't react, so he took the initiative to say, "I'll go get a chair from next door."

"It's okay, come here."

Kang Chengzhi was surprised: "No... Brother, you want me to... sit next to you? So close?"

Kang Jingzhi frowned: "Why, you don't understand what people are saying?"

Human language… He certainly could understand it, but what his brother said at this moment really confused him.

Sitting so close, what if his brother gets sick...

But seeing his elder brother's confident look, Kang Chengzhi finally took a tentative step forward and walked over.

His eyes were always fixed on Kang Jingzhi's face.

After making sure that Kang Jingzhi really had no reaction, he moved closer and slowly sat down.

But even though he was sitting there, he didn't dare to breathe, for fear that his breath would dirty his dear brother.

It was the first time in more than 20 years that the two brothers sat so close to each other, less than 20 centimeters apart.

Kang Chengzhi felt that his whole body was very stiff and he was uneasy, as if he was ready to jump away at any time.

Kang Jingzhi looked at his younger brother who was so close to him, and he did not feel disgusted or want to chase him away. Instead, he felt very calm, as calm as if nothing had happened.

But seeing Kang Chengzhi sitting there, twisting his body, he raised his voice a little, "What's wrong? Is there a needle in this chair? Is it uncomfortable to sit on?"

Kang Chengzhi looked at his elder brother, feeling extremely surprised that there was nothing wrong with his elder brother's voice.

"No, brother, I'm sitting so close to you, don't you think I'm dirty?"

"Ah."

"That's what I said..." He was just saying this when he suddenly realized that what his elder brother said was affirmative, not negative. His pupils suddenly widened a little: "What? Brother, I don't think I'm dirty? Is it because I'm particularly likable today?"

Kang Jingzhi was like a fool, looking for all kinds of reasons but not the only correct answer: "I am recovering from my illness."

Kang Chengzhi jumped up from his chair, turned to face Kang Jingzhi, and looked him up and down, back and forth, for a full ten seconds before exclaiming: "Oh my God, God has opened his eyes, big brother..."

He leaned forward excitedly and grasped Kang Jingzhi's arm: "Brother, that's great, your illness can actually be cured? Mingzhu really didn't lie to me."

As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes. This was the first time in his life that he had touched his eldest brother's body.

Kang Jingzhi looked down at his wrist which was tightly held by Kang Chengzhi and frowned.

Kang Chengzhi noticed that something was wrong with Kang Jingzhi, and subconsciously loosened his hand: "Brother, the recovery you mentioned doesn't just mean being able to get closer to people, but not having physical contact, right?"

"No."

"Then why did you...look at my hand like that just now?"

"I do feel it's magical," Kang Jingzhi raised the corners of his lips in an arc he wasn't even aware of, "Someone was pulling me, and I didn't like it, but I didn't feel like I was going to get sick, not at all."

Kang Chengzhi cried even harder. It seems that his elder brother doesn't like physical contact, but that does not mean he cannot have physical contact with others.

He took a step forward, bent over and hugged Kang Jingzhi, crying even harder: "Brother, that's great, I don't know how to express my feelings now, you must be very happy too, you finally don't have to live alone anymore.

This Mingzhu...what kind of monster is she? She can not only cure my leg, but also your stubborn illness. Although she will definitely be angry if I say this, I really want to worship her now."

Kang Jingzhi smiled solemnly. He had never thought that there would actually be a day when he would recover.

I should indeed be grateful for Mingzhu's persistence.

Mingzhu had said time and again that she could help me, but I was always unwilling to mention those dirty things.

If it wasn't for that day when Mingzhu looked at me tenderly and said that she could exchange her secrets with me, I'm afraid... I would never tell her the grudges in my heart.

What he didn't expect was that after he told Mingzhu the secret in his heart, Mingzhu would actually take action for him and go to the Qin family to find out the situation.

During this whole process, the only thing Mingzhu could not have anticipated was probably Qin Zhaozhao's death.

Qin Zhaozhao... is too stupid, too dumb, too silly.

If she could follow Mingzhu's arrangement and leave here honestly to start over, then Qin Xiangrong would lose the only person who could protect him, and it would only be a matter of time before he starved to death on the roadside.

Kang Jingzhi closed his eyes. The person was dead, and there was no point in thinking about it anymore, so he stopped thinking about it.

"I should thank Mingzhu. She is the benefactor of my brother and I." As he spoke, he pushed Kang Chengzhi away from him and frowned, "But you should try to stay away from me in the future."

"What's wrong, brother? Didn't you say everything was fine?"

"You are a grown man, why are you hugging me?"

"What's wrong with me, your younger brother, hugging you? If you were healthy since childhood, and I'm so much younger than you, you would have to hold me in your arms. Other older brothers also have to take care of their younger brothers."

Kang Jingzhi rolled his eyes at him and said, "Bullshit! I've been carrying you around for so many years and not abandoning you. You should thank me, Kang Jingzhi, for my kindness."

Kang Chengzhi's heart is broken and he has no love anymore, so he doesn't want this elder brother.

Kang Jingzhi thought for a moment and said, "Go call Mingzhu and ask them to come over in the evening. I'll treat them to a meal as a token of my gratitude."