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"Thank you doctor for helping me hide it." Such a considerate doctor immediately made Ye Xiu feel good.

"You tear off the label obviously because you don't want people to know about your condition. This is the patient's right to privacy, and I have a responsibility to respect it."

Dr. Zhou said, but kept his hands on. He first gave him an intramuscular injection of painkillers: "I didn't expect it to be so serious. The painkillers I brought may not be effective enough for you."

Ye Xiu almost cried, his brother was dying of pain, but he could only grit his teeth and say, "At least... it will help."

"That's true. Have you taken anti-fever medicine?" Seeing Ye Xiu nodding, the doctor continued, "I don't need medicine to reduce the fever for the time being, I guess you can't stand it, so take off your clothes first, and then give you an injection later to help you physically cool down. "

Ye Xiu reluctantly got up, took off his T-shirt, threw it away, and fell headfirst on the bed, shaking the quilt that had been balled up by him long ago.

The doctor mixed the medicine, looked around, and finally hung it on the mosquito net pole, then bent down and pulled out the quilt stuffed under his stomach, and said, "Lie on your back, bend your legs."

"Wait...wait a minute..." Ye Xiu held his breath and gritted his teeth for a sharp pain, and he didn't have any extra strength to turn over.

The doctor waited for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand and pulled him to the supine position, and then pressed the Zhongwan acupoint on his heart, "Uh..." Ye Xiu let out a miserable cry, kicking his body up, almost folding him up.

The doctor pushed him down again with the other hand, and said blankly: "The acupoints will help relieve the pain, please bear with it."

Ye Xiu wished he could pass out right now. Although he knew that the antipyretics would irritate his stomach, he was afraid that the temperature would burn his brain, so he chose the lesser of two evils. He took the stomach medicine first and then the Antipyretics, I didn't expect that the fever didn't subside at all, but my stomach hurts to death, it really hurts too much!

The phone vibrated in his pocket, Dr. Zhou stood up to answer it, and said calmly, "I've found it, come back." Then he glanced at Ye Xiu and said, "If you don't want Xiaolou to see your scar, , Grit your teeth again."

This blow hit the vital point, Ye Xiu endured the pain and opened his curled up body, lying on his back with his knees bent.

"Is it necessary...to palpate?" Ye Xiu grabbed the bed sheet with a very resentful tone.

"You can't just draw conclusions based on your previous medical records, right? Other acute abdominal diseases must be ruled out before you can rest assured."

Ye Xiu's body was very thin, and the little fat from the house had long since disappeared. His fair skin set off a large red spot on his stomach and abdomen, which was obviously caused by his pressing too hard.

After less than a minute of palpation, Ye Xiu felt as if he had been cramped, and he was completely exhausted, leaving only disordered breathing.

The doctor showed no expression, and pulled the quilt to cover his abdomen, and then injected the needle.

When Lou Guanning came back, the doctor was already giving Ye Xiu an alcohol bath.

Ye Xiu also survived the severe pain, closed his eyes tiredly, and let the doctor dictate.

Although Ye Shen had always been in his impression of a powerless and lazy look, but it was still shocking to be so pale and haggard.

Lou Guanning thought that Ye Xiu had fallen asleep, so he asked cautiously, "Uncle Zhou, what's wrong with him? How could he be in such pain?"

"He... um... To put it simply, his stomach problem has reached a serious state, and the high fever is also due to this. If he doesn't receive proper treatment, I'm afraid this situation will recur frequently..."

"Ah? It's so serious! But the master is about to go abroad for a competition, so what should we do?"

The doctor stopped, frowned, and before he could answer, Lou Guanning's cell phone rang, he quickly pressed it, and walked out to answer it.

"It's all at this level, why don't you stay in the hospital? You still want to participate in the competition?" Of course the doctor knew that Ye Xiu was not asleep. He admired the patient's perseverance very much. Such pain and weakness are not something ordinary people can resist.

"Since there is no treatment available," Ye Xiu shook his head, "Why would I waste my time in the hospital?"

"28 years old? There are relatively few cases at such a young age, and I always think that the physique for sports..."

"Hehe," Ye Xiu smiled feebly, "Competition is not all the kind of sports you think it is."

"Oh, then what kind of master are you?" Doctor Zhou's tone was obviously teasing.

"You can simply understand it as an online game." Ye Xiu said lightly, not expecting a doctor to understand the meaning of e-sports.

Sure enough, Dr. Zhou's eyes widened in surprise: "Online games? Is this considered a competitive event?"

"Of course, the World Championship is about to start, I really don't have time to get sick." Ye Xiu was really distressed.

"Do you really want to go abroad to participate in the competition? Do you think it is possible?" The doctor thought it was crazy to hear a fantasy, a cancer patient, and a terminal cancer patient whose condition has deteriorated.

"I won't play," Ye Xiu said with a wry smile, "I don't want to affect my teammates' games because of my health, but I have to see our Chinese team win the world championship with my own eyes, so that I can die without regret." There was no frustration in his tone, But the doctor can understand his mood. Since this man is called a great god, his achievements should be imaginable, and his deep regret is certainly not difficult to understand.

Although there are some obsessions that not everyone can understand, but I have been a doctor for more than 20 years and have seen too many partings. Since death is inevitable, there is no big difference in living for another six months or three months. It should be a good ending to leave without regret.

At 5:[-] in the afternoon, the team members finished training and came to see Ye Xiu one after another.

The door was ajar, and Ye Xiu was sleeping on the bed with the quilt covering only his upper body, curled up sideways, with one hand stretched out from under the quilt to rest on the edge of the bed.

The other arm rests on top of the quilt, holding the quilt against her abdomen.He didn't wear a shirt, and his white and thin arms and delicate collarbone were exposed in front of everyone. They couldn't help but admire Ye Xiu's long and beautiful hands, and his arms were also slender than ordinary people. The lines from wrist to shoulder were well-proportioned and beautiful.

Su Mucheng stretched out her hand to test Ye Xiu's forehead, she was sweating, the temperature had dropped, she was relieved, then gently picked up the exposed arm and put it under the quilt.

"Hmm..." Ye Xiu snorted softly, opened his eyes, and asked vaguely, "Doctor Zhou is gone?"

"Who? Who left?" Su Mucheng didn't understand, and suspected that he was talking in sleep.

Ye Xiu moved his body and came to his senses. Realizing that he was not wearing any clothes, he instinctively shrank back under the quilt: "Get me a coat first."

Zhou Zekai had already taken a white T-shirt from his closet, handed it to him, opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

Only then did Ye Xiu see that there was a room full of people behind him, and he was a little embarrassed: "It looks like I'm here for a memorial service, brother is still alive and kicking."

"Damn! Ye Buxiu, you crow's mouth! Can you say something nice? So many people came to see you, can't you be a little moved?" Huang Shaotian yelled, no one objected this time, everyone felt that Ye Xiu was really I owe scolding.

"Go to the hospital?" Zhang Xinjie pointed to the tape on his hand and asked.

"No, I asked Xiaolou to help find a doctor to hang up the water. I don't know when they left, and they didn't give anyone any money." Ye Xiu tore off the tape and sat up.

"Let's go to eat now, you can take a rest, what can I bring you back?"

"No, I'll go to the cafeteria to eat. After dinner, everyone can go to the gymnasium on the fourth floor for a little exercise. Evening training at 07:30, don't be late."

"Is it really going to be late training? Can't it start tomorrow?" Zhang Jiale looked at Ye Shen with his characteristic melancholy eyes, with a pitiful look on his face.

It's a pity that Ye Dashen never knew what sympathy was, so he glanced at him and said, "You can start tomorrow, anyway, you just want to get second."

Although runner-ups four times are also proof of extraordinary strength, they are still not as convincing as a championship. Zhang Jiale's identity as the second child in a thousand years has always been the most painful thing for Zhang Jiale, and Ye Xiu, the heart master with no lower limit, immediately paid the price for his poisonous tongue .

"Your uncle!" Zhang Jiale yelled angrily, and pulled Ye Xiu, who was getting dressed, off the bed and fell to the ground. Zhang Jiale straddled him and straddled his neck.

Ye Xiu obviously didn't expect Zhang Jiale to make such a move, completely ignoring his own sickness (well, God Ye didn't want to admit it), his T-shirt was only put on his head with two hands, and it was caught in an instant. It was pulled to the ground, and he was choked before he could speak with a muffled grunt. This is not the point, the point is that Zhang Jiale was sitting heavily on his stomach, and suddenly a sharp pain exploded in his abdominal cavity.

God Ye looked so embarrassed being bullied by Zhang Jiale, and the others were very happy to see this scene.

It was normal for men to joke around like this, not to mention that Zhang Jiale was always easily irritated by Ye Xiu, and Ye Xiu, the top god in the Glory circle today, was by no means a match for any of them in terms of physical fitness. That's exactly what everyone loves to see, someone finally came forward to clean up the heart, and everyone was happy to watch the show.

"Uh...down...down...Lele...cough cough..." The half-dressed clothes further restricted Ye Xiu's movements, and he raised his hands in vain to grab Zhang Jiale and strangle him around his neck. hands on.

"Damn it, how dare you call me Lele!"

"Don't...don't make trouble...cough cough...um...ah..." Ye Xiu's face turned pale, and cold sweat was already falling.

"Isn't it? That's not enough? Hey, Ye Xiu, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Jiale felt that something was wrong. He quickly got off him and pulled him up.

"Don't...uh...wait a minute..." Ye Xiu hugged his belly and curled up into a ball, his clothes wrapped around his chest, looking weird.

"Senior!" Zhou Zekai reacted first, rushed up, tore off the T-shirt first, and carried Ye Xiu directly onto the bed.

Ye Xiu just put his hands on his stomach, trembling all over.

"What did you do to him?!" Su Mucheng asked anxiously and followed.

"I... I didn't do anything, he... who knows..." No one listened to his confused explanation, and all the masters had already surrounded him.

"It hurts?" Zhou Zekai asked as he pulled out Ye Xiu's hand against his stomach, but his body was still curled up, and he let out a suppressed moan.

"Help!" Zhou Zekai yelled at the people around him, Huang Shaotian reacted the fastest, quickly held Ye Xiu down, forcing him to open his body.

He was bare-chested, with a mid-waist jeans belt tied below the navel, and a bump could be clearly seen on his flat, fat-free stomach, and a long scar on his upper abdomen was also clearly exposed in front of people.

Everyone took a breath of air, and Huang Shaotian asked in surprise: "Damn it! What is this? Lao Ye, why do you have such a terrible scar on your stomach? When did you get it and how did you get it?"

"Don't make noise!" Zhou Zekai, who was always quiet, reprimanded, and started rubbing Ye Xiu's stomach with his hands.

"Eh?"

What's happening here?Is this our Mensao Gun King Da Da?Not only Huang Shaotian was stunned, but everyone else was also surprised.

At this time, Su Mucheng also found out the antispasmodic and painkillers that Ye Xiu usually took, and brought over water: "He has a stomach cramp, give him the medicine first."

Zhou Zekai immediately sat on the side of the bed, lifted Ye Xiu's upper body so that he could lean against his arms, and while rubbing Ye Xiu's stomach, he whispered in his ear: "Senior, take your medicine."

Ye Xiu was in so much pain that he couldn't care about anything else, so he swallowed the pill in Su Mucheng's hand, and then rolled onto the bed and curled up again.

Su Mucheng stopped Zhou Zekai who was going to pull him, "Don't touch him, the medicine will take effect in a while." She pulled the quilt over Ye Xiu's body.

The audience was silent, only the sound of Ye Xiu's forbearing breathing remained.

It was only then that Zhou Zekai realized that his actions just now were a bit...cough, the pretty face of Gun Wang Dada, who represented the alliance, was as red as an apple, he pursed his lips, and said nothing.

The amount of information is a bit large!All the masters felt that their brains were not enough, so Zhang Xinjie straightened out his thoughts first and asked Zhang Jiale, "Did you hurt him?"

"Impossible!" Zhang Jiale had also calmed down, shaking his head affirmatively: "I just strangled his neck and didn't exert any strength at all. Didn't Mucheng say that he had stomach cramps..."

"That's also because you were riding on him and pressed on his stomach, it must be like this!" Huang Shaotian jumped out to accuse.

Everyone felt that it was reasonable, and cast accusing glances at Zhang Jiale.

"Damn it! How can you blame me? I've had a lot of trouble with you, and I haven't seen anyone. Who knows he's so delicate."

"That's right." Huang Shaotian nodded in agreement, recalling the scar again, and hurriedly asked Su Mucheng, "Mucheng, how did you get that scar on his stomach?"

"I don't know either." Su Mucheng shook her head, apparently also confused.

Everyone was surprised, Su Mucheng didn't know, so who else would know?

No, there is one person, he must know something about his behavior just now, everyone's eyes are on Wang Zhou Zekai!

The shy Zhou Zekai couldn't help taking a step back, blushing and speechless.