wipe the ice and fire

The medical staff respected Du Qingshao's wishes, helped him to the sidelines and pushed him to the infirmary in a wheelchair, and used the SAC scale to comprehensively evaluate the current situation.He could answer simple common-sense questions, but his eyesight was delayed due to the violent head collision.

Even he was starting to panic.

The headache was about to fall off, his ears were buzzing, and what was worse, he couldn't open his eyes.As soon as he opened his eyes, it seemed to automatically switch to the cross-eyed mode. The things he saw were all double images, and the dizziness was superimposed layer by layer, which made him shake everything from his brain to his stomach.

In fact, there is no need for a doctor, Du Qingshao also knows that he is indeed seriously injured.If you let him lie down and rest now, he probably won't have the strength to get up again.

But he just refused to give up, sitting foolishly in the wheelchair, digging himself hard with his short nails to stay awake.

Pan Lishu noticed what he was doing, held those restless fingers in time, and asked in a low voice, "What are you still struggling with? You don't really think you can go back to the game, do you?"

The conclusion of the evaluation of the competition doctor was a concussion, and the athlete was prohibited from continuing to compete.But because Du Qingshao is in a sober state, out of humanitarianism, he needs to agree to withdraw from the race.

But how could he say these two words so easily.

For a moment, he even wished that he would pass out and let others make this choice for him.

Lucid dreaming, the worst.

"...How long has it been since you were injured?"

Pan Lishu glanced at his watch: "It's been about four and ten minutes, and the men's singles match is over."

"Understood." Du Qingshao buried his head between his fingers, sniffed unwillingly, opened his eyes and saw a dozen or twenty fingers shaking in front of him, and instantly felt disgusted, and lowered his head resignedly, "Send me Go to the hospital, I voluntarily...retire."

"Okay, I'll take you to check first." Pan Lishu patted him on the shoulder, and pushed him into the ambulance with the staff.

"Eyes still can't see?"

"Hmm..." He replied weakly, and tried to look at the ceiling again, but was stunned by the light and quickly turned his head to avoid it.

It was only then that Pan Lishu realized that the little boy's eye sockets were all red.

His heart skipped a beat, and he comforted him with the calmest voice: "The location where you collided was closer to the visual center, and the occipital area received a greater impact, and the recovery time may be longer."

After finishing speaking, he took the oxygen mask from the nurse and put it on his mouth and nose: "Don't think about anything, just lie down and rest."

Du Qingshao felt a little more comfortable after the air flowed in through his nasal cavity.His body that was almost falling apart touched the soft mattress, and even though the surroundings were full of the pungent smell of disinfectant, his remaining willpower was instantly disintegrated, and he fell asleep uncontrollably.

During this period, he seemed to have heard a few noisy conversations, and felt that his body was being moved, but he just couldn't regain consciousness, and he didn't have the strength to open his eyes.When he was fully awake, he didn't know what night it was.

He moved his fingers first, feeling that the consciousness of his limbs was slowly gathering, and the bruise was not as painful as he remembered, so he slowly opened his eyes.

It is a normal ceiling, and finally it is not a four-dimensional figure like a Penrose staircase.

Du Qingshao let out a sigh of relief.

"Are you awake?" Someone said word by word in Chinese.

This voice...is Luo Ming?Du Qingshao blinked vigorously, followed the sound, and found the flustered little golden retriever at a glance.

"Why are you here?" He reacted quickly, thinking that it was more than ten hours' flight from Paris, so he hurriedly asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

"20 hours." On the other side, came the voice of the team doctor.

so long?Du Qingshao scanned the whole circle from left to right when he heard the words, saw Jin Cheng and the coach standing at the end of the bed, and sighed silently: "Sorry, I made you worry this time."

Luo Ming must have been frightened, he sat on the bedside and stared at him in a daze, without uttering a word for a long time.Pan Lishu walked up to him and said, "It's fine as long as it's fine."

Seeing that his water-blue eyes were chaotic and dull, and there were still red marks hanging from the corners of his eyes, Du Qingshao felt an unspeakable distress for an instant. He tried to move his body, but found that his right shoulder had been cast, and even his right wrist Wrapped a few rounds of tape in place.

"Am I seriously injured?" He directly propped himself up with the strength of his left hand, shrugged and leaned against the bed, and then beckoned the little golden retriever to sit over.

Luo Ming hesitated for a moment when he saw this, but got up and sat beside him.Before he could sit still, Du Qingshao's hand had already fallen, and he rubbed his soft and delicate blond hair several times, and comforted him softly in English: "It's okay."

"Well," he nodded obediently, "just wake up."

Pan Lishu didn't expect the little boy to sprinkle dog food as soon as he woke up. He stood aside and said angrily, "Minor concussion, right shoulder joint capsule dislocation, right wrist ligament sprain."

"That shouldn't be serious, right?" In order to stabilize Luo Ming's mood, he tried to ask in the most relaxed tone.

Pan Lishu's face sank, and the coach who had been standing at the end of the bed observing the situation said first: "This is exactly what we want to tell you. Du Qingshao, your right shoulder has a serious habitual dislocation. Opportunity to do the surgery."

"How long will it take to recover after surgery?"

"At least one month." Pan Lishu answered.

After hearing this, Du Qingshao fell into thought, and soon realized the problem. He raised his head and asked, "Do you mean that you can't skate for a whole month and can only lie down?"

"Correct."

"Then I won't even be able to participate in the World Championships!?" The brat jumped into a rage in an instant, almost jumping out of the bed, "Conservative treatment first, I have already retired from the four continents, and I can't stop going to the World Championships !"

Missing two world-class games in a row means that he does not know how many points he will lose, and he may not even be able to receive an invitation for the next season, and he will never recover from it.

"We don't want to do this either, but what if you get injured again at the World Championships?" Ye Feihong changed his tone and said earnestly, "Injury to the brain is not a trivial matter, and you are lucky to be able to wake up."

"I won't fall again, and I definitely won't make any mistakes again!" Du Qingshao's head ached when he was agitated, causing him to gasp, clutching his head and falling back onto the bed.

Seeing this, Pan Lishu winked at Jin Cheng, and said to Luo Ming, "Mr. Warris, let Dr. Jin take you out first, we have something to discuss with Xiao Du alone."

Luo Ming could understand 50.00% of the conversation, and he roughly understood what Du Qingshao was struggling with, so he nodded obediently and walked out with Jin Cheng.

When the door was closed, Pan Lishu changed his face for a second, and put on a serious tone: "Even if you are not afraid of anything, at least you should consider our feelings, especially your choreographer teacher."

Why does this guy bring up Lumi whenever he has a problem recently, as if he and the little golden retriever are conjoined twins?

Du Qingshao narrowed his eyes in dissatisfaction: "Don't threaten me with him."

"It's not a threat, you can see for yourself." After finishing speaking, Pan Lishu picked up the elderly phone on the table and threw it to his hand, "During the 20 hours you were in a coma, Lumi called you 47 times and Coach Ye 18 times. .”

"We were all busy taking care of you, so we didn't hear from him at all. In the end, Jin Cheng found out when he helped you organize things."

This……

Du Qingshao turned on the phone in disbelief. The screen of the elderly phone could only display three incoming call reminders at the same time. He pressed the scroll down button to scroll through the records three by three.

【Damn little golden retriever】

【Damn little golden retriever】

【Damn little golden retriever】

……

This note is all over the screen.

Dial once every 5 minutes, a full 16 sides.

"..."

Du Qingshao blinked absentmindedly, all emotions froze in an instant.

He couldn't imagine how this mature and stable guy lost his composure to call him like a madman for 4 hours without a break.

That was just what he saw, and he would never know that after Luo Ming witnessed the whole process of his injury, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, and even cried until he spit out vomit.

He might not know what kind of mood Luo Ming had in order to sort out his emotions and buy a plane ticket to fly over from the other side of the mainland alone to take care of him; he also couldn't appreciate the loss of contact for more than ten hours for him and for this anxiety patient. What a double torment.

But he did it anyway, and when Du Qingshao woke up, he appeared in front of him with the most dignified appearance.

Du Qingshao could vaguely understand that, turned off the phone in a state of distraught, and sighed softly: "It would be great if I could not get hurt all the time."

"So what are you going to do?"

"Surgery is a big deal, let me think about it for a few days first." He lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, "I'll go comfort this fool first."

"Don't stand outside for too long." Pan Lishu reminded him, pointing to the down jacket at the end of the bed, "Put on the coat before going out."

"Understood." He replied impatiently, unable to raise his arms due to his shoulder injury, he directly put his clothes on his shoulders, and pushed the door out.

Outside the house, Jin Cheng and Luo Ming were communicating in some English, and they turned their heads neatly when they heard the movement: "Why did you come out?"

"After sleeping for a long time, I want to come out for a walk." He whistled at them easily, stepped forward and patted Luo Ming's shoulder, "Walk with me for a while."

Luo Ming didn't know what was going on, and thought he was injured so he shouldn't run too far, so he found a seat at the end of the corridor and sat down.

"I made you worry, I'm sorry." Du Qingshao sat beside him naturally. He probably just injured his brain and hadn't recovered yet. He changed his previous "language art style" and apologized earnestly, and almost grabbed him affectionately. He pulled his hand to his mouth and took a peck.

"At this point, you should tell me the real illness, right?" Luo Ming didn't seem to accept his apology.

After hearing this, Du Qingshao curled his lips, raised Erlang's legs and leaned on the back of the chair: "The real situation is similar to what you see now. I sprained my ankle in training before, but I recovered well. The shoulder injury was mainly due to injury. It’s been too long, I had a broken bone five or six years ago, when I was young and ignorant, I didn’t take care of it.”

However, this is only a small part.

Du Qingshao did not dare to tell him that his right hand was broken twice and his shoulder was dislocated three times. Long-term wear and tear caused the situation today.

Five or six years ago, he was only 12 years old.Luo Ming fell into silence, wondering how much this child has gone through to say such words so lightly.

"So are you going to have surgery now?"

"I still have to think about it." When this topic was mentioned, Du Qingshao became more serious, and turned his head to meet him. "To be honest, I really can't miss the World Championships. It's not just because of my personal points and world championships." The ranking also involves the allocation of places for the entire national team."

Having said that, he took a light breath.Ma Jiabo's injury was much more serious than his, and he was almost on the verge of retiring; Song Tanghao's skills were not as stable as his, and his grades went up and down.

He is the most qualified person to send out to fight for a spot for the team.

Each World Championship is directly related to the number of entries for the next season, and the 2026 Winter Olympic season will be in two years. At this juncture, the consequences will be disastrous.

There are many good seedlings in the youth group. Compared with them, Du Qingshao is already a mature adult. He has to set an example for those little kids and win more places for them in the competition after they are promoted.

Only by doing better every season than last year can the shortcomings of this project be improved.

Isn't that what it means to pass on the torch from generation to generation?

After a long time, he raised his hand to grab the plastered shoulder, and said calmly, "I can fail, but if everyone loses because of it, I must win."

That's the beauty of sports.

Luo Ming was stunned when he heard the words, an indescribable feeling rose in his heart, and he subconsciously avoided his gaze: "I, I respect your choice. If that's the case, I'll stay and accompany you until you are discharged from the hospital."

"Okay, after I leave the hospital, please have a good meal before returning home."

Du Qingshao smiled heartlessly at him.