[Full-time master] Love can last for a long time

The team competition is about to start, Qian Zhenghe and Zhao Ling need to return to the director's position next to the control room as quickly as possible after withdrawing from the stage.However, when stepping down the steps from the stage, a short visual black shadow appeared in front of Zhao Ling's eyes.

No, very wrong.

Although I also know that my body will have a limit, Huang Shaotian and Wu An also reminded themselves not long ago.But whenever a task is placed in front of him, Zhao Ling thinks of everyone's expectations and his own wish, and it seems that he has a tenacity to challenge the new limit, overcome it patiently, and move forward.

After a long time, that kind of exhaustion became the norm. Every time he slacked off, Zhao Ling always had to rely on sleeping day and night to make up for it.

But I didn't expect that this time, my body collapsed so quickly and suddenly.

As soon as she sat on the host stage, Zhao Ling felt dizzy.She instinctively supported the corner of the seat with her hands, but felt that the world was upside down and dark, and she wanted to make a sound, but her heartbeat accelerated sharply, and the chug seemed to hit her throat.

At this time, the screen was replaying the exciting moments of the group arena. Qian Zhenghe watched the peak duel on the screen, and suddenly felt that someone had gently pulled his sleeves. He looked at the screen again with some reluctance, turned his head, and his expression froze: "Xiao Zhao, why do you look so bad?"

Zhao Ling tried to stabilize herself, looked at Qian Zhenghe clearly and calmly, and quickly said, "I don't feel well. I'm afraid I won't be able to last until the team competition is over. Will you be forced to bear it alone?"

The division of labor before the game is clear, whoever plays will announce the scene, who is responsible for sponsorship and who is responsible for catching up with the schedule. Normally, Zhao Ling would never say such a thing, but she already had a premonition that her physical strength was rapidly exhausted. , even the consciousness is a little trance.

Qian Zhenghe looked at Zhao Ling's pale face, and shook his head again and again: "I have no problem here, but you, do you want someone to take you back?"

Zhao Ling wanted to shake her head, but found that she couldn't shake her gaze any more. She put her hands on her knees to stabilize her body: "No, I'll go through the inner passage and take a rest. I'm sorry."

"What are you talking about? Your body is important. If you can't, go to the hospital." Qian Zhenghe frowned and said, helping her up, feeling Zhao Ling's fluffy steps, Qian Zhenghe worried, "I'll call you and call a car to go to the hospital. have a look?"

Zhao Ling tried to control herself rationally, took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry about me, it's all up to you here. I'll go by myself, just help me get here, go back quickly."

Qian Zhenghe helped her walk to the backstage exit, there was already a light here, it didn't seem like it was all dark under the stage just now.

"Go back quickly, the commercial time is almost over." Zhao Ling tried to smile, but it was even worse in Qian Zhenghe's eyes.

That pale face, laughing like weeping.He glanced at Zhao Ling again, knowing that there really was no further delay inside, so he could only tell: "When you see the staff, ask them to send you to the hospital immediately, don't hold on."

Zhao Ling nodded lightly, unable to even speak.Her legs were weak and her calves were trembling with every step she took.After walking two more steps, he could only support the wall with both hands and move a little bit.The sense of prostration and powerlessness seemed to cut off her nerves, her brain became dull, and her limbs were out of control.

As the infield competition is reaching its peak, all personnel are actively preparing for the finale.The small passage in the backcourt was originally reserved for the players and some staff members, so it was naturally empty at this time.

Qian Zhenghe, who returned to the stage, also realized this, and was annoyed that he shouldn't listen to her, where can he find someone to help her through that passage.But on stage, Blue Rain and Excellent Era had both entered the map, and Qian Zhenghe had no time to think about it, so he could only sit back in the host seat with a smile on his face.

Zhao Ling walked back and forth countless times in the past two days, but now it seemed so long, so long that it seemed to have no end at all.She almost unconsciously leaned against the wall and knelt on the ground, the whole world was shaking, black and white snowflakes appeared in her vision like an old TV, the lights above her head were so dazzling that she wanted to cry, and she couldn't even breathe.

Can anyone, help me.

The will to survive is still fighting, she still wants to move forward stubbornly, or, wait a little longer, maybe someone can help her.

In the empty aisle, she could only hear her own rapid and laborious breathing. For the first time, she felt so helpless and so alone.Even if I ran alone for countless nights, the sadness that I had never felt before filled my heart.

Sister, it turns out that I am really, only myself left.

Just like a traveler running all the way, looking at the distance and never stopping.This road seems to have gone a long, long way. When I look back suddenly, I find that no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is just one person climbing a tall building alone with nothing in his sleeves.

This thought made her want to cry suddenly, she dropped her hands tiredly and weakly, she had no one to count on.

"Hey, hold on."

"Wake up, don't fall asleep."

"There are so many numbers in the phone, which one can I call? If I don't talk, I can only call randomly."

Who is holding himself and talking.

She was so tired and wanted to sleep, but this person's deep voice always sounded calmly when she was about to fall asleep, raising her consciousness.

Stop talking, who is disturbing her sleep?

She struggled with exhaustion and tried to open her eyes. Most of her shaking sight was occupied by a warm body. It turned out that someone was holding her while running.Zhao Ling was firmly fixed on the man's chest by two powerful arms, and the center of gravity of her body leaned endlessly towards him.She could clearly feel the powerful beating of the man's left ventricle, which was a symbol of youthful and vigorous life.

She couldn't help but raised her neck vigorously, and she seemed to be able to smell a faint smell of tobacco in her breath.

He was still running with a person in his arms, the dense beads of sweat on his forehead gathered under the action of gravity, fell down, and streaked across his cheekbones, ears and temples.

With a "pop", it was caught off guard and landed in the corner of Zhao Ling's eyes.

Zhao Ling's Lingtai was cleared like an electric shock, her pupils shrank, and the moisture in her eyes overflowed from her eye sockets, blending with the drop of sweat and slipping down.

This is a very wonderful feeling, as if the falling world suddenly pressed the pause button, allowing the drop of sweat to fall lightly and solemnly, taking root in the softest place in her heart.

Zhao Ling picked up the breath in her chest, lifted her powerless hand that was hanging on the outside, and tremblingly covered the hand holding her.He vaguely felt a momentary pause of breathing above his head, and then withdrew the strength of his arms to hug her, like some kind of silent comfort.

At this moment, Zhao Ling instinctively closed her eyes to prevent more tears from pouring out.She felt that her tenacious heart, which was supposed to be invincible and fearless, was easily touched by this man again at this moment, like a spear piercing through thousands of mountains and rivers, surpassing the surging crowd, hitting the heart with one blow, and hitting the vital point.

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"It's been almost a week since this waist injury, and plasters are useless. The scoliosis of the spine has compressed the right nerve. When it was first sent here, the side of the waist was congested and swollen. In addition to fatigue and exhaustion, The hypoglycemic and hypertensive environment induces hypotension, cardiac shock."

"Fortunately, you sent it in time, otherwise the vital signs would be in danger." The doctor scribbled down today's patient's condition on the recording board, and placed it on the movable drawing board at the end of the hospital bed. "Are you her family member or friend?"

"...friend." Ye Qiu looked back at Zhao Ling, who was weak and sleeping on the hospital bed, with a worried look on his face.

"Oh, then you can inform the family members to come over and pay the fee later. She will have to be hospitalized for at least two or three days for treatment and observation. If she should ask for leave, she will bring any changes of clothes." The doctor raised his hand and looked at his watch, "Yes Now, you pay a little attention to the patient's condition, and when she wakes up, ring the bell to call me. Her spine needs to be straightened quickly, and if the family members haven't arrived by then, you can help me."

"There are too many patients in the hospital recently, and the nurses in my room are too busy. Since you are her friend, don't shy away from men and women. They are all young people. Let go." The doctor inserted the pen back into his chest. Front pocket, after explaining, he waved his hand and strode towards the next bed.

Ye Qiu nodded, and sat down after seeing the doctor away, lost in thought to the drip of the infusion.

In the team match against Blue Rain, there was almost no suspense about losing, at least from his point of view.Liu Hao's own strength could still be refined and improved, but he wasted too much thought elsewhere, and the others were either biased by his influence, or were too timid, afraid of criticism after failure.This kind of Excellent Era, like a sand sculpture exposed to the sun, would crack and collapse on its own without the wind blowing and leaving the moisture to bond it.

Losing against Blue Rain meant that there was no hope of making eight out of four in Season [-].Ye Qiu is not afraid of failure, but this kind of failure is not because of strength or technology, but because of people's hearts.He could predict it, but he couldn't accept it from the bottom of his heart.Unacceptable, and unable to turn the tide.It's a bad feeling.

After the game, he left the stage early as usual, and everyone else had to go on stage to go through the process, and then to be interviewed, he naturally ignored it, and walked out of the stage in the dark and walked to the backcourt passage.

Then he found Zhao Ling fainted in the corridor.

Maybe it was because her situation was really bad at that time, Ye Qiu hugged her and ran out almost without hesitation.She had almost lost consciousness at that time, her face was constantly sweating, and her body was shivering slightly as if shivering in her arms.

When he was sent to the car and drove all the way to the hospital, Ye Qiu was out of breath and found that he was already sweating profusely. He was nervous and worried while holding her while running, and even when he arrived at the hospital, he still had lingering fears.

If the situation of transient shock is due to allergies or drugs, it is not surprising, but due to the backlog of injuries and excessive fatigue... Ye Qiu looked at the sleeping girl with some complexity. Thoughtful, to yourself in private, why don't you have some snacks?

Looking at Zhao Ling on the hospital bed, his face was pale and bloodless, and in a small lump, Ye Qiu actually recalled the kitten he picked up from the garbage dump in the community in a distant winter, the kitten abandoned by the mother cat.