Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

A light suddenly lit up in Gu Yan's dim eyes.

He strode forward immediately, "What premise?"

Shi Qinglan raised those clear eyes, "I need to give Xiao Jingchu enough time to rest."

Nerve injury is not a minor injury after all.

Even if her surgery is of superb level, it can be guaranteed to restore his hands as before, and the speed of the hands will not be affected by the slightest, but the recovery of the body will always take a while.

Coach Claire sneered, "Enough recovery time? I don't agree with this plan, or use the method that the doctor said. I want him to play next week!"

It doesn't matter if you leave the BF team completely because of this.

He was originally unwilling to work for China, just for the prize pool of nearly 30 million in the finals!

He is not willing to bear this loss...

He doesn't care about honor, because honor belongs to China, but the prize money for the champion and runner-up is worlds apart!

"This..." The doctor couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

After all, he has some medical ethics, and it is certainly impossible to know that his patients will face greater risks without hindering them.

But Coach Claire saw his thoughts, "I don't want to, right? Okay! Our BF team is not without a cooperative hospital, your broken hospital, we won't wait!"

As he said, he grabbed Jing Chu's wrist.

He did not hesitate to take him away.

Jing Chu only felt that his body's center of gravity was crooked, and Claire was suddenly pulled up, and he staggered a step in his direction.

Then there was a pain in the hand.

"Hiss..." Jing Chu took a breath suddenly.

When Shi Qinglan's pupils shrank, she immediately stepped forward with her long legs, grabbed Coach Claire's shoulders and suddenly twisted, and lifted her leg to kick his arm hard.

"Ah—" Claire let go immediately in pain.

Upon seeing this, Bo Yucheng immediately stepped forward. He nervously held Shi Qinglan's wrist, "Lanlan! You..."

"It's okay." If you don't move at this point, your fetus will move.

But she still unconsciously stretched out her hand to caress her lower abdomen, inadvertently exuding the light of gentle and graceful maternal love.

Coach Claire glared at him with a grin, "You...your little girl dare to hit me too?"

"Little girl film?" Gu Yan sneered.

He stared at Claire with cold eyes and slightly displeased, "Coach, don't forget, Xiaochu is not only a professional e-sports player of Team B, but also a member of our Jingshige!"

Hearing this, Coach Claire was stunned.

He is a native of Country A, and he naturally knows what Jingshi Pavilion stands for. The only organization in Country A that can keep pace with Jingshi Pavilion is the Medical Research Institute...

I almost forgot that Jingchu had Jingshige guarding him!

At this moment, Lonely said coldly, "Do you know who the so-called girl movie is in your mouth?"

"Who could it be?" Claire said nonchalantly.

In the Jingshi Pavilion, they are all elite members. They basically have no status as a woman. The girl in front of her looks so young, at most she is just a lady...

Jing Chu lightly pressed his lower lip, "Sister Lan is the only heir of our Jingshi Pavilion-Jing Lan."

Hearing this, Coach Claire was suddenly stunned.

Even the doctor cast a surprised look at Shi Qinglan. He didn't expect her to be so unusual.

"Xiao Jingchu is our person from Jingshi Pavilion."

Shi Qinglan red lips lightly opened, "Coach Claire, I think I should also be qualified to decide his treatment plan, right?"

Of course, coach Claire is extremely dissatisfied.

He whispered, "Isn't it hurting my nerves... Even if it is treated by surgery, it is just a waste of this chance for the finals, and my hands will not be useless in the future."

"I won't allow his hands to be scrapped."

Shi Qinglan's voice was slightly cool, and she directly took out the business card of the Academy of Medicine and placed it on the desk beside her, "I will be in charge of the entire operation."

In addition to her, she will also go to the Institute of Medicine to contact the best orthopedics and neurologists for surgery.

If it's not even a genius e-sports teenager's hand can't keep it.

This Institute of Medicine has no meaning for its establishment and existence...

"Medical Research Institute?" Coach Claire narrowed his eyes.

He couldn't help feeling a little panicked. With the dual intervention of Jingshige and the Academy of Medicine, I am afraid that no matter how selfish he is, he can't decide to let Jingchu play without authorization.

Coach Claire felt unwilling.

He licked his posterior molars, "Okay, since you Jingshige wants to intervene in our club's affairs, shouldn't it also be discussed? How should this compensation be calculated?"

"What compensation?" Jing Chu frowned slightly.

Coach Claire took it for granted, "Jing Chu can't play the game. Our championship is definitely gone. In the finals of the 30 million prize pool, don't we need to compensate for the loss?"

"You..." Jing Chu couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

Little milk dog is always warm and well-behaved, and seldom can see the sullen expression on that clean face of Junyi.

Jing Chu gently squeezed the uninjured hand, "Coach Claire, I can't participate in the game. Of course, I will pay compensation in accordance with the contract signed with the club, but it is definitely not the full amount of the championship bonus."

"Even if I won the championship and got the prize money in the last game, it is an honor that I have worked hard to get, not your lion's big opening for 30 million capital!"

Coach Claire couldn't help but feel amused.

He looked at Jing Chu angrily and said, "If the BF team can't win the championship this time, dare you say it's not your responsibility?"

"Jing Chu, you are not only the most important core output, but also the command position in the team. All the play styles you usually train are centered on you. What about the BF team if you don't play?"

"I..." Jing Chu was speechless for a while.

He didn't want to miss the finals either, besides, he had issued tickets to let Ayan and Sister Lan watch them.

But even when he didn't know how to refute...

Shi Qinglan said suddenly, "Xiao Jingchu's compensation, I will be responsible."

"Sister Lan?" Jing Chu raised his eyes to look at her in surprise.

Coach Claire laughed immediately, "Okay! I know that Jingshige will take care of it. Then you can see whether the 30 million yuan will be transferred to my account in the form of a check..."

"I take his place."

Shi Qinglan was caught off guard and interrupted him, "I should be able to both shooter output position and command position."

Hearing that, coach Claire petrified in place.

Jing Chu got up a little excited, "Sister Lan, you still play the league game?"

"A little bit." Shi Qinglan nodded slightly, "I used this to pass the time when I was learning hacking."

Playing games is also a way to practice hand speed.

At least not boring.

But she hasn't played in a while.

Coach Claire frowned, "You? Did you know that the shooting position is difficult, and it's even more difficult to take command of the commander. Few people can take care of both at the same time..."

"I can." Shi Qinglan raised her pretty face slightly with a certain expression.

She can play bungee music while performing surgery, what's the difficulty of directing while playing games?