Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

"How is it, is Xiaopang better now?"

Lin Qiuran hurried back from the pharmacy near the hotel, grabbed Zhao Qichen's shoulders, and couldn't hide her anxiety.

Sweat dripped from the tip of the nose, and the neat ponytail became messy.Her cheeks, reddish from sweat, trembled slightly following her rapid breathing.

Zhao Qichen frowned and shook his head slightly.

"It's been back and forth five or six times..."

Lin Qiuran immediately took off the backpack from under her body, walked to the coffee table and put down the plastic bag in her hand.

"Qichen, hurry up and pour a glass of warm water, I bought some antidiarrheal medicine and let Xiaopang take some first..."

In this situation, Lin Qiuran didn't even have time to calm down her disordered breathing.

Not long after dinner, Xiaopang was sitting on the sofa in the room watching TV, when he suddenly felt a cramping pain in his abdomen.

At first, everyone simply thought that he just had diarrhea from eating too much, but his pulling dragged on until it was completely dark.

On the eve of the game, for a starting player who had to concentrate on playing the next day, diarrhea alone was considered a force majeure situation.

"Is it alright?"

Seeing Xiaopang take the antidiarrheal medicine with water, Lin Qiuran asked with concern.

Xiaopang was already in a state of half-strength, half-supporting his stomach, so collapsed that he didn't have the strength to speak at all.

The old wolf and the horse monkey were also very nervous watching from the sidelines, but they were really at a loss right now.

All right, why did I suddenly have diarrhea?
Everyone ate dinner together, so why is there a problem with Xiaopang alone?

"If it doesn't work after taking the medicine, I'm going to call an ambulance and take Xiaopang to the hospital."

Lin Qiuran looked at Xiaopang's painful expression, and calmly spoke to Zhao Qichen, the meaning in his eyes was very obvious.

Zhao Qichen knew that the current situation was not optimistic.

Tomorrow is the final. According to Xiaopang's current state, let alone whether his state is good or not, even whether he can play is still unknown.

The competition is important, but as friends, everyone still cares more about Xiaopang's life safety at this time.

"Help him to rest on the sofa first, although he is going to the hospital."

Zhao Qichen supported one of Xiaopang's shoulders, and spoke to the people next to him.

The old wolf immediately stepped forward and helped Zhao Qichen walk around the sofa by supporting Xiaopang.

"Stop..."

In the middle, Xiaopang weakly interrupted the movement of the two, broke free from the restraints and rushed to the toilet again.

……

Finally, Xiaopang was carried into the ambulance.

Because it was getting late, Lin Qiuran only took Zhao Qichen with him.

Although Ma Hou and Lao Lang were also very worried, but thinking that they would not be able to help if they went, and there was still a final to participate in tomorrow, they had to suppress the waves in their hearts.

"Take a good rest, there is still a game tomorrow."

Before leaving, Zhao Qichen picked up his coat and told the two who were staying at the hotel.

Both the horse monkey and the old wolf nodded obediently.

……

The movement on Lin Qiuran's side has already alarmed several other teams on the same floor.

In addition to encountering the same HG, there is also Mars who has been watching coldly in the dark.

"Brother, it's done."

In the dark room, the orange light hit the man on the sofa who was scrolling the screen of his mobile phone.

Hearing Xiao Yu's words, the man finally showed a satisfied smile.

"good……"

Xiao Yu smiled awkwardly, and felt relieved.

"No matter how powerful SOD is now, I want to see how they will deal with it tomorrow..."

When saying these words, Xiao Yu's eyes burst into coldness.

Quan Cheng raised the corners of his lips and listened to the phone call which was still in blind tone.

Turning off the screen casually, Quan Cheng straightened up and walked towards the window.

Looking down from the top of the hotel, you can have a panoramic view of the flashy night view of Linjiang.

The passing vehicles, flashing neon lights, accompanied by the sound of horns.

"Zang Yue, do you think that without you, everything is impossible..."

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Lin Qiuran chose the hospital closest to the hotel.

While in the ambulance, the accompanying nurse had already given Xiaopang an injection.

The medicine entered his body along the long transparent infusion tube, Xiaopang's abdominal pain was under control, and his tired nerves were finally relaxed, so he slowly closed his eyes.

Lin Qiuran and Zhao Qichen on the side also breathed a sigh of relief.

When they arrived at the hospital, Lin Qiuran was in charge of registration and communication, while Zhao Qichen accompanied Xiaopang to conduct various examinations.

"The patient's symptom is mild food poisoning. The reason... I think you can know it without me saying more."

Outside the ward, the emergency doctor in a white coat reported Xiaopang's situation to Lin Qiuran.

Lin Qiuran nodded in understanding and doubt.

"Patients should pay attention to diet and rest in the near future. For a period of time, they can only supplement with liquid food to prevent the stomach from being stimulated again..."

Hearing what the doctor said, the tension in Lin Qiuran's heart finally broke.

"Rest? May I ask how long he will rest...Can he be discharged from the hospital tomorrow morning?"

Listening to Lin Qiuran's inquiry, the doctor in front of him looked surprised as if he had heard some joke.

"Discharged from the hospital tomorrow morning? Haven't you figured out the situation yet? It's food poisoning, food poisoning that may even kill you... It's not just a cold or fever..."

When Lin Qiuran asked the question, she felt that it was absurd.

With a steady mind, she smiled apologetically at the doctor.

The doctor had a weird expression, and when he turned his head to leave, he still murmured in a low voice:

"Really are……"

Lin Qiuran lowered her head, holding the medical records and invoices in her hands, her heart was in a mess.

It was because I was too impatient to ask such a question myself.

Tomorrow is the final, Xiaopang's sudden situation is really a bit unexpected.

If she remembers correctly, it is clearly stated in the competition system that each team is not allowed to miss the competition without reason during the competition, otherwise it will be included in the blacklist of the competition, which will not only affect the results of the current competition, but also affect the future competition in the competition area. The game has a negative impact.

In other words, if SOD misses the game tomorrow, not only will they lose the championship, but it will also have an impact on the judgment of the top four teams.

Even explaining the real reason of the matter is completely useless.

Who cares about the status of which player in the team, if they say it, they will only make a big fuss about the loophole of not having a substitute player.

These are all things that Lin Qiuran can already predict.

If one is defeated by an opponent in an upright manner on the field, the loser can only be said to be inferior to others.

But it would be unacceptable to end with such a result.

This game is a game that the players want to win after grinding and re-cognition.

Walking into the ward, Lin Qiuran saw Zhao Qichen sitting beside the bed, with his arms bent to support the edge of the bed, his head deeply buried in his arms.

Lin Qiuran gently closed the door and approached the bed.

Zhao Qichen heard Lin Qiuran's movements. He was lost in complicated thinking and didn't look up.