Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

Zhao Qichen's method really worked. After this encouragement, the members of the team really worked harder than before. During the day, there were no wandering figures in the living room. Yu Xintian tried not to let the members train too late, and grasped the time of the day.

On this day, they were going to have a pre-match physical examination, and Zhao Qichen's company had nothing to do, so they went with them.

The team's physical examination has been done at a hospital in the city center. Both the technology and the doctors are very good. Watching their physical examination, Zhao Qichen couldn't help but follow suit.

When he came out, all the members were almost ready. Zhao Qichen had a rare chance to be with the members, so he planned to treat everyone to a meal and reward them for their recent efforts, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the old wolf stepped forward and was a little worried.

"It's better to say goodbye, you also said that the team's situation is not very good recently, you are also using your own money to subsidize us, this is a bit inappropriate."

Zhao Qichen pursed his lips, it seemed that these people took it seriously, and Yu Xintian and Wen Zhouxing behind them also had a bit of a bad expression, after all, it's really not good to lie to the members like this.

But the team is really not good recently, Zhao Qichen, the boss, knows it best, but it's just an exaggeration.

"Okay, since you've said that, I won't eat expensive meals, but I'll treat you to takeaway tonight, let me go, is that okay?"

Although Xiaopang felt that it was a pity that he could no longer eat big fish and meat, he nodded sensiblely, and the horse monkey was obedient and didn't say anything.

"The results of the physical examination will come out tomorrow, everyone go back, train properly, don't work too hard, OK?"

Everyone nodded, and Zhao Qichen greeted Wen Zhouxing, saying that he was going back to the company, so let them go back to the base first.

At the entrance of the hospital, watching their nanny's car go away, Zhao Qichen sighed, instead of getting in the car, he turned and walked into the hospital.

In the outpatient room of the orthopedic specialist, the specialist took an X-ray and examined it carefully, looked at Zhao Qichen in front of him and frowned and said, "Has your injury lasted for a long time?"

Zhao Qichen nodded and did the math: "It's been about two years."

In fact, Zhao Qichen didn't do those physical examinations just now, but found an excuse to take x-rays. He didn't take this injury seriously before, thinking that he would never be able to become an e-sports player again.

But it wasn't until he started to touch the game again that he realized that it would be difficult for him to persist even for three rounds, so he followed the members' physical examination today.

He wanted to find a reason for himself, to give himself a chance, and he didn't expect to be an e-sports player again, but he didn't want him to be unable to touch e-sports in his life.

The doctor frowned and looked at the X-ray. It was obvious that the situation was not very good: "Actually, even if the injury is treated, there may be a possibility of recovery, but now it has been delayed for too long, and it is basically impossible to fully recover."

Zhao Qichen touched his wrist subconsciously. He had already predicted this result. Since he found out the problem two years ago and insisted on continuing the competition, he decided.

He would rather quit at the most glorious moment than end up in embarrassment until he can no longer fight.

I remember that there was a fellow player who had an injury but didn’t want to retire. He insisted on playing the game until his injury affected the game and was scolded by many spectators. The previous glory seemed to have never existed. People remember, Only the big misses that came with his last game.

Zhao Qichen didn't want to end up in such a mess.

"So, even if you have an operation, you can't fully recover, can you?"

The doctor lifted his eyes, nodded, and then said: "However, I still recommend you to have this operation, because no one knows if this situation will be worse, and it may affect your normal life later..."

The doctor paused, seeing that the person in front of him didn't look like an athlete at all, but tendon injuries can only occur in people who exercise their arms with long-term overload.

"It's convenient to ask, what is your occupation? Are you an athlete?"

Zhao Qichen smiled, and his expression suddenly relaxed: "That's right, an e-sports player."

The doctor obviously didn't know what this e-sports player was, but since they were all for the glory of the country, he immediately smiled in relief.

"Although we can't return to the game, our hospital is the best hospital in the city, and there is no one in the country that is more advanced than ours in orthopedics. If we do surgery, we will definitely do our best."

Zhao Qichen touched his wrist hesitantly, pursed his lips, and made up his mind.

"What is the probability that the operation will be successful?"

Doctors have seen too many things about life, old age, sickness and death, and they will never hide these things.

"60.00%, but we will do our best."

"Okay, I'll do it."

The doctor adjusted the time as much as possible, and set the operation time for next Monday, which means there are still three days left.

On the way Zhao Qichen drove home, he kept imagining various possibilities of his future life.

If the operation is successful, he doesn't want to return to the arena to continue to be a player. E-sports has become an inseparable part of his life, and it is also an opportunity for Lin Qiuran's love, something he is unwilling to give up for the rest of his life.

If the operation fails, he will accept his fate, but will continue to dedicate more to the e-sports industry he loves.

He made up his mind that after this competition, SOD will recruit young trainees to gradually expand the team and pass on the spirit of SOD.

As for Lin Qiuran, there has been no news from Xiaolin for a long time, and he silently took out his mobile phone.

"Xiao Lin, have you been staring at her recently? How is she doing?"

Xiao Lin was obviously feasting and feasting, and the music could reach his eardrums through the phone. Xiao Lin also became more and more unscrupulous as he grew up.

"I have been watching, but her team seems to have received some kind of competition invitation. Lin Qiuran left that country with them, and it is not clear where she went."

Zhao Qichen suddenly parked the car on the side of the road, and said in surprise: "Leaving? Didn't you find out which country you went to?"

Xiao Lin was a little sorry: "Reporting to the boss is our negligence, but the flight information is really difficult to check, and I don't know where she went."

Zhao Qichen exhaled and tried to calm himself down: "Okay, I got it."

With that said, he hung up the phone.

There are people coming and going on the street, black cars are parked on the side of the road, and the people in the cars have their foreheads on the steering wheel.

He began to have unstoppable fantasies in his heart, which even made her panic. Perhaps their team had received an invitation to the World Championship, and now Lin Qiuran might have returned to China.

Or maybe, for a small team like theirs, it is impossible to receive an invitation to the World Championship. Maybe it is some other competition, or she may have gone to some other small country, which made him even more worried.