Young master, your vest fell off

The workmanship of this door is extremely rough, and there are vertical barbs on the frame. Situ Xian'an temporarily maintained his body balance on it, but the palms of his hands were scratched with shallow wounds by the thorns.

When the pain came, she couldn't help sweating her hair, and her hair was sticking to her face.

"Come on! I'm going down right away!" Situ Xianran encouraged himself softly.

She lowered her body slowly, grasping the frame tightly with her hands, but she was also stabbed deeper.

There was no other way, she could only bring her legs closer to the ground.Finally, with half a meter left, she jumped down and let go of the frame with both hands.

Just as one foot hit the ground, the other caught a bit of the door frame, forcing her to lean against the door.

With a "bang", she fell to the ground, and a cut was made in her calf. Blood flowed out from the cut, instantly staining her pants red.

Situ Xianran exclaimed, bent his legs, and wanted to open them to see the wound, but he didn't expect that the pants were tightly attached to the flesh, and if they were opened, the wound would definitely be pulled.

A sour taste rose from her nose, and she couldn't help but wet her eyes with tears.

The wound hurts, but it's not unbearable. Instead of going to the infirmary to see the injury, it's better to go to the competition site first, so that Ye Zichen can relax and play well.

Gritting her teeth and getting up, she limped out of the toilet.

In the empty corridor, apart from the sound of her footsteps, there was the sound of the radio and the whistle of the referee from a wall away.

When she walked to the stands, she was already sweating profusely, looking very embarrassed, and limping her legs, she walked to He Chi's side.

"Oh my god! Situ, what are you doing?" He Chi only saw her sweating, so he yelled.

Situ Xianran wiped off his sweat, and said in a weak voice, "How is the game going now?"

"5:1, Ye Zichen's team is 1." He Chi's tone was also a little disappointed, she thought that Ye Zichen shouldn't be at this level.

Snatching the banner from He Chi's hand, Situ Xianran raised it up and shouted with all his strength: "Ye Zichen, come on!"

That voice passed through the noisy voices and fell into Ye Zichen's ears.

Ye Zichen turned his head abruptly, and seeing that familiar figure, Situ Xianran smiled at him, making him regain his state in an instant.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up! The ball is coming!" The teammate touched his shoulder and reminded him aloud.

Nodding solemnly, Ye Zichen focused his eyes, bent down, and looked ahead.

As long as he knows that Situ Xianran has been watching him, he can return to practice and play well.

At this time, the ball seemed to be in slow motion, spinning and flying in front of his eyes, and he jumped up to catch it.

The basketball circled around him, and he quickly passed the ball to the players, and then ran under the opponent's hoop.

Another pass and catch, he took the ball down in an instant and put it into the frame. A series of actions flowed like flowing water, and the audience stood up and screamed.

Situ Xianran clapped his hands and wanted to jump, only to remember the injury on his leg, and instantly fell onto the chair.

"Ah!" she cried out in pain.

"What's wrong?" He Chi heard the voice and immediately turned around and asked concerned.

Following Situ Xianran's gaze, He Chi also saw her blood-oozing trouser legs, and was stunned for a moment.

"Si, Situ, your leg..."

Situ Xianran smiled wryly, recovered from the pain, and then slowly said: "You, don't worry."

He Chi didn't know what happened to her, but seeing that the injury was so serious, she subconsciously wanted to take her to the infirmary.

"Wait, I'm going to find someone, you have to bandage it right away!" Her tone was serious, and she couldn't refuse.

As soon as he took a step, He Chi's clothes were tightly grasped, and Situ Xianran's weak voice came from behind him.

"He Chi, don't go, can you watch the game with me? If Ye Zichen finds out that I'm not there, he will be worried."

That voice was so weak that it made her feel distressed.

"Why are you bothering? When he comes over from the stage, won't it be more painful to see you like this?" He Chi said with a lump in his throat.

Situ Xianran smiled and didn't seem to care.

"As long as he can play well, otherwise I will regret it very much."

"Your injury..." He Chi sighed, looking at the place where blood was constantly oozing, feeling unbearable.

"Wrap it in a cloth to stop the bleeding temporarily."

He Chi began to tear at his T-shirt, tearing off the piece at the waist, which just wrapped around Situ Xianran's calf, temporarily controlling his blood.

"You..." Situ Xianran was a little surprised, he didn't expect her actions to be so rough.

After zipping up the jacket, the exposed white waist was instantly covered, He Chi smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just a T-shirt."

Seeing their movements, Yu Xiang also noticed something was wrong with Situ Xianran, so she leaned over and asked, "Situ, what's wrong with you?"

Situ Xianran's lips were pale, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and his well-groomed hair was messily draped behind his back.

"It's okay." Situ Xianran smiled and shook his head.

"It's okay! Your legs are all hurt!" He Chi was dissatisfied with her casual attitude.

"Leg hurt?" Yu Xiang was a little surprised, and pushed the glasses on her nose.

"It's just a small injury, there's no need to make a fuss."

Yu Xiang shifted her gaze to her legs and asked, "How could this happen?"

He Chi also cast a puzzled look, Situ Xianran had no choice but to tell them what happened in the toilet.

"This is too much!" He Chi said angrily, and Yu Xiang also echoed.

After a few seconds, He Chi suddenly frowned, and said in doubt, "Cheng Yunran didn't do it, did she? She has been upset with you for a long time."

Cheng Yunran's position was not far from them, with Ye Zichen's banner in his hand, cheering him on.

But without conclusive evidence, Situ Xianran couldn't insist on it, so he could only shake his head and say: "I don't know, let's talk after watching the game."

"However, are you sure your injury is not serious?" He Chi reconfirmed.

Situ Xianran shook his head and comforted her: "It's a small injury, but there's a lot of blood, I can hold back the pain for the time being."

After finishing speaking, Situ Xianran didn't care about the wound anymore, and concentrated on watching the game.

As long as she focused on Ye Zichen's body, her pain could be relieved a bit.

He Chi and Yu Xiang stopped asking and returned to their seats.

In the next ten minutes, Ye Zichen seemed to be on the hook suddenly, throwing balls and scoring goals non-stop, and the score instantly overtook the opponent.

"It's almost over!" He Chi looked at the time of the game and was more excited than anyone else.

She held Situ Xianran's hand tightly, and said comfortingly: "As soon as the competition is over, I will ask Ye Zichen to take you to the infirmary!"

With the whistle of the referee, the timing ended, and the players stopped their movements, gasping for breath, and returned to the rest area.

The audience was boiling, Ye Zichen's team won the game!