Mock

On August 8th, the last day before the final, the training of the Chinese team continued as usual, because Ye Xiu had a detailed understanding of the opponent's league situation from Bai Shu, who had previously played in England, and combined with the on-site arrangement of the British team in each game of this competition. The formation of soldiers, the four tactical masters and a group of great gods have already figured out the situation of the British team very clearly. Although the game will not be easy, the players are still confident that they can win the game.

After knowing exactly that all the preparations were sufficient, Ye Xiu returned to the station to rest in peace.

After Ye Xiu left, Yu Wenzhou solemnly made a suggestion to everyone: I hope everyone can agree to let Ye Xiu play in the final.

agree!All passed, and no one even raised any doubts. Everyone hoped that this championship would be won by Ye Xiu as a member of the field, instead of just being a military advisor and training partner.

"It shouldn't be a problem for Ye Xiu to replace me in the first individual match," Tang Hao said.This frivolous and arrogant team member has honed his composure a lot during this short period of time, and has gained a considerable perspective on the overall situation, and is no longer that willful and self-willed boy.

"Can you really let go of not participating in the finals in person?" Sun Xiang teased him.

"It's not like everyone can play in every game. I've played so many games, so it doesn't matter. Anyway, all the players will be on stage when they receive the award." Tang Hao said with a smile.

"The boy is not bad! As a senior, I am very pleased!" Fang Rui did not change his wretched demeanor at all.

"Get lost!" Tang Hao scolded with a smile.

"Let Tang Hao play a team battle, I won't play. The opponent also has a ghost, and two ghosts who are not teammates will affect the enjoyment of the game. It also reminds me of Old Wu, which affects the mood too much!" Li Xuan smiled. Said, the reason is quite new.

"Okay, Li Xuan, you have learned a little bit about Lao Ye's cold humor, and he has improved a lot." Zhang Jiale also came to joke.

"Then it's settled. Let's find a more reasonable emergency situation so that the seniors have to go on the field, and then we will conduct a drill for the new formation." Yu Wenzhou gave instructions, and the training started again.

Ye Xiu was lying on the bed for an infusion, and Han Wenqing sat by his bedside to accompany him, tightly holding his bruised and swollen hand. Ye Xiu was a little confused and didn't have the energy to care what he was doing.He never accepted Han Wenqing's kindness, and coldly avoided his intimate touch.

Anyway, with Han Wenqing by his side, Zhou Qun slept in his own bed with peace of mind.Taking care of Ye Xiu day and night for the past few days, along with his daily life, he has fully experienced the feeling of a patient's family. Dr. Zhou deeply felt that the job of staying in bed is really not for humans!

This also prompted Dean Zhou to make a decision to increase the number of nurses after returning to China, and try to help patients' families share the responsibility of accompanying patients as much as possible.Then call for the establishment of a volunteer team, let all medical staff take action first, and use their work breaks to join the volunteer team.This decision made Dean Zhou complacent for a long time. Although he hadn't done anything yet, he already had a sense of accomplishment. This is the experience that has become less and less after being a doctor for so many years.

Ye Xiu didn't sleep well, and would wake up from time to time with coughing. Zhou Qun had done his pleural effusion, but the chest pain and tightness still made him half-lying. The pain relief effect of morphine was shortened from four or five hours to less than two hours. Hours, in order not to produce greater drug resistance, he insisted on extending the blank period in the past few days, so that he had to endure severe pain for a long time, just to get one injection before the final and continue watching Throughout the game, at such an important moment, he didn't want the players to be distracted.

The hour hand for dinner hadn't finished yet, Ye Xiu didn't need to eat at first, but he still insisted on eating by himself, but in the end he still couldn't eat a bite, he lay on the bedside with a pale face and struggled to breathe, he didn't even have He vomited with all his strength, but he was weakly disgusted, and his tears were streaming down.

Han Wenqing helped him to follow his back, and kept comforting him: "Be patient, and you will feel comfortable after vomiting..."

"Shut up!" Ye Xiu yelled weakly, then frowned and gritted his teeth in pain.

"..." After waiting for a while, Han Wenqing saw that Ye Xiu hadn't vomited again, so he asked again, "Is it better?"

"It's so noisy!" Ye Xiu cried, is this still Han Wenqing?Where did the fierce and domineering King of Fighters go?When did Desert Dust become so unprincipled and noisy? It's obviously because of the sound of the rain at night, okay?

"..." Han Wenqing fell silent. He thought that Ye Xiu had always had a close relationship with Huang Shaotian, and he liked Huang Shaotian's lively and cheerful personality, so he imitated Huang Shaotian's way to curry favor with him, but it didn't make any sense at all. Qing was really distressed, he really didn't know how to treat Ye Xiu so that he would like it.

He could only choose to remain silent, silently handed Ye Xiu water to rinse his mouth, and then watched him slowly lie back on the bed.

After covering Ye Xiu with the quilt, Han Wenqing hesitated for a moment before reaching into the quilt and touching his abdomen.

"What are you doing?" Ye Xiu pressed his hand from under the quilt, staring at him warily.

Han Wenqing was stunned for a moment, and a rare mocking smile appeared on his usually stern face: "What are you thinking? I just want to rub it for you."

"Brother, you don't need to be courteous!" Ye Xiu was sweating like crazy!His face was not exposed, and his tone was still tough.

How could Han Wenqing not understand Ye Xiu's thoughts, and without probing, he gently took Ye Xiu's hand away with his other hand, and then covered Ye Xiu's stomach with his whole palm.

Ye Xiu's thin, sunken abdomen was obviously swollen, but he obviously didn't eat anything.Han Wenqing's expression changed slightly, and he asked in surprise, "Bloating stomach? What's going on?"

"Don't worry about it!" Thinking of the embarrassing ascites, Ye Xiu's face darkened, and he pushed his hand away irritably.

"I'll call Dean Zhou." Han Wenqing stood up and walked out without asking Ye Xiu's opinion at all.

"Old Han!" Ye Xiu called to stop Han Wenqing: "Don't call, it's really fine."

"But……"

"It's nothing!" Ye Xiu growled irritably, and then he was stunned for a while. Unexpectedly, he couldn't control his emotions more and more, so he couldn't help but waved his hand in frustration: "I'm sorry, Lao Han, let me stay alone for a while .”

"No!" Han Wenqing scolded, his tone was the usual King of Fighters tone, Ye Xiu was stunned, this is the Han Wenqing in his impression, okay?

But Han Wenqing suddenly realized that he was being fierce to Ye Xiu again, so he softened immediately: "You are still getting injections, so you can't be alone."

"Damn!" Ye Xiu was disappointed immediately, couldn't help cursing, and didn't want to say anything anymore.

Han Wenqing misunderstood again, thinking that he was angry with his attitude, and immediately surrendered: "I'm sorry, Ye Xiu, I'm just used to speaking like this, give me some time, and I will definitely change!"

"Who told you to change it?" Ye Xiu said with a headache.

"Ye Xiu!" Han Wenqing grabbed Ye Xiu's hand and asked distressedly, "What exactly do you want me to do..."

"Hiss... Damn! Let go! If you squeeze again, the needle will run away!" Ye Xiu gritted his teeth and cursed.

It was only then that Han Wenqing realized that he was holding his hand that was stuck with the needle, so he quickly let go of it in fright, but when he looked up at the potion, it really stopped dripping.

"I'm sorry..." Han Wenqing was full of guilt, and moved the needle, trying to see if it would work.

"Get out of the way..." Ye Xiu pushed him angrily, and was about to get out of bed as soon as he pulled off the needle, when he stretched his leg, he suddenly screamed and fell onto the bed hugging his left leg.

"What's wrong? Where does it hurt?" Han Wenqing panicked, but didn't dare to touch him again.

"Leg... hey... cramp..."

Han Wenqing quickly went to pull his leg again, flustered for a while, Ye Xiu then rubbed his aching calf and cursed: "Han Wenqing, I must have owed you something in my previous life, so you are here to collect debts in this life!"

"..." Han Wenqing was full of regrets. He didn't know that he would cause such a disaster. He was shocked to see the blood dripping everywhere. Han Wenqing hurriedly pressed Ye Xiu's hand.

Ye Xiu shook off him, and held it down by himself: "Call someone to change the sheets!"

Han Wenqing froze, then shook his head: "I don't understand the language."

"Useless wood!" Ye Xiu had no choice but to call the service desk for someone to clean up, and then went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

"What are you guys making a fuss about?" Zhou Qun frowned and stood at the door until the waiter went out, then gave Han Wenqing a hard look, and said coldly: "It's okay for him to be ill and self-willed, what about you? Are you here?" do what?"

"Damn! Who's being self-willed... um..." Ye Xiu only said half a sentence, but then suddenly frowned, bent down, and pressed his hands on his abdomen.

"Ye Xiu!" Han Wenqing's heart tightened, and he hurried over to help him. Ye Xiu held his breath for a while, and then took a few quick breaths before he squeezed out the word "Get lost!"

Han Wenqing froze immediately, the King of Fighters finally couldn't take it anymore, his face turned from red to white and then to blue, and the cold aura emanating from his body made Zhou Qun think that he would attack Ye Xiu in the next second, but no, Han Wenqing After staring at Ye Xiu for a few seconds, Ye Xiu's face was pale and he bit his lips tightly and didn't look at him at all. Han Wenqing gritted his teeth, turned his head and left without saying a word.

Seeing his back as he left angrily, Ye Xiu finally let out a pain and crouched down.

Zhou Qun quickly supported him, and waited for him to take a few breaths before helping him to the bed.

Ye Xiu curled up and panted heavily.

"Is it necessary to be so ruthless?" Zhou Qun really didn't understand why Ye Xiu alone treated Han Wenqing so badly, but he knew that Ye Xiu did it on purpose and wanted to push Han Wenqing away.

"Do you want a shot?"

"No, don't...uh..." Ye Xiu snorted again, he quickly bit his lower lip, endured it for a while, took another big breath, and then started coughing again, the discomfort that was always mixed together made him almost collapse , he wanted to hold his breath and endure the pain while coughing in a suffocating way. He was so miserable that his voice was crying: "cough cough cough... uh... old Zhou... you... um, go out too... cough cough... give it to me ...uh... 10 minutes..."

Zhou Qun complied with his wishes. He knew that inhuman pain would wear down a person's will. Ye Xiu was afraid that he would not be able to hold back in front of him. He never wanted people to see his weak side and was always resisting forcefully. However, sometimes he also needs a little space to relax.

Taking the room card and going out, Zhou Qun found Han Wenqing standing outside the door, standing silently.

Ye Xiu suppressed every cry of pain, making it even more uncomfortable to hear. Han Wenqing, who had been silent until now, became agitated when he heard this voice. He pulled his hair and walked back and forth. Walking, I just don't know what to do.

"If you are not ready to face all this, it is best not to get too close to him." Zhou Qun warned Han Wenqing coldly.

"He obviously didn't eat, but his stomach is bloated. What's going on?" Han Wenqing didn't answer Zhou Qun's criticism, but raised his own question.

"It's ascites. Cancer cells have already spread throughout the abdominal cavity, including the liver." Zhou Qun said, "Today I performed a thoracentesis for him, and tomorrow I'll pump out his ascites."

"Will it be repeated like this in the future?" Han Wenqing asked painfully.

"There are not so many repetitions later! He can't delay for a few days. This is the first time he has driven me out to vent on his own. He is the strongest patient I have ever seen."

"I know he is deliberately angry with me and doesn't want me to see it, true heart!" Han Wenqing said with his heart twisted, but he still gritted his teeth.

"Heart...what? Dirty? You said he was dirty?" Zhou Qun's attitude suddenly became extremely cold, and he stared at Han Wenqing full of hostility and puzzlement.

"That's not what it means. You don't understand if you say it. In short, this guy is always hated."

"That's true, but the current him will only make people feel distressed."

Ten minutes later, when Zhou Qun entered the room, Ye Xiu was kneeling on the bed, leaning on the bed with his elbows, with his head lowered. Hearing the voice, he looked up at Zhou Qun and smiled. His sweat-wet hair was messily stuck on the bed. his face.

"Congratulations, you have improved a little bit." Zhou Qun gave him a thumbs up.

"Hehe, it will only get worse. There will be no improvement." Ye Xiu smiled wryly, and slowly moved his body. Zhou Qun helped him back to the half-lying position, and then packed up the infusion bottle. There was still a little medicine left, but it was unnecessary Give him another shot.Ye Xiu didn't speak, and his breathing was still a little unsteady.

"How do you feel?" Zhou Qun began to massage him.

"much better."

"He... has been outside all the time, you don't plan to let him in?"

"Han Wenqing? Don't!" Ye Xiu waved his hands irritably: "This guy is not the King of Fighters I know! I don't want to see Han Wenqing like this!"

Han Wenqing outside the door could hear clearly: Ye Xiu, what exactly do you want me to do!

Ye Xiu didn't go to the evening training, nor did he come out, so Han Wenqing just stood there, not knowing what to do.