The object of online dating is the Bamboo Horse Movie Emperor [Athletics]

"Brother, how are you, can you hear me?" Xia Lin held Qiao Qisheng without moving, staring at the blood on his hands and shouting at the staff, "Call an ambulance!"

She didn't know what to do to make Qiao Qisheng more comfortable, Xia Lin could only let him lean in her arms, with his back facing outwards, it seemed that this was the only way to do it.

The piece of glass on his shoulder was particularly glaring, as if it had pierced Xia Lin's heart, but he didn't dare to touch it without authorization, for fear that it would ruin things if he didn't handle it properly.

Qiao Qisheng, whose lips were already pale at this moment, seemed to have recovered a bit, and said in a weak voice: "Xia Lin, you, are you alright?"

Xia Lin cried: "Brother, stop talking! I'm fine, I'm fine."

Then he asked the staff: "What are you doing to tell you to call an ambulance!"

Then Xia Lin remembered that he also had a mobile phone, and was about to broadcast, when he heard the staff's voice panicked: "Call, I've already called, I'll be there soon."

"Brother, did you hear that? The ambulance will arrive soon, just hold on." Xia Lin hugged him at a loss, and could only repeat "It's going to be okay, it's going to be okay" over and over again.

He waited until the ambulance came, and he got into the ambulance, and finally let go of his hanging heart.

And Qiao Qisheng seemed to be worried about Xia Lin. After getting into the ambulance, he stretched his arms and looked at Xia Lin to make sure that he was not injured before he was relieved.

As soon as he arrived at the hospital, Qiao Qisheng passed out.

"Doctor, doctor, please save him, please." Xia Lin grabbed the doctor's arm in a panic, "Please."

"Young man, don't worry, he lost too much blood and passed out." The doctor glanced at the glass on his shoulder and elbow, and continued the routine examination, "But..."

"But what?" Xia Lin asked eagerly.

The doctor asked, "Who are you?"

"I... I'm his teammate." Xia Lin didn't know how to introduce himself, "We grew up together since childhood, so we know each other very well."

"No matter how familiar you are, it's best to call his family over. In this case, surgery needs to be arranged immediately." After the doctor finished speaking, he called the nurse next to him, "Take him for a CT first."

"Doctor, wait, wait a minute." Xia Lin grabbed his arm, and then quickly let go when he saw the blood on his hand, "Do you want an operation?"

"The preliminary examination just now shows that the glass has injured the tendons in the shoulder. If you don't operate immediately, you may not be able to save it." The doctor patted him on the shoulder after speaking, "Young man, hurry up and call his family."

Operation……

When Xia Lin heard these two words, her eyes went dark, and it took a few seconds for her to recover.

He hurriedly called the doctor, ran to him, and tried his best not to let himself cry: "Doctor, there is no other way? He is an athlete, and he will participate in the Olympic Games in more than two months. He can't move." Surgery!"

The doctor seemed to have heard something unbelievable, and chuckled lightly: "It's all hurt like this, why are you still thinking about the Olympics?"

Then, as if reacting, he sighed: "Call his relatives."

Xia Lin stood where she was, watching the doctor's back, unable to accept this reality.

He had more than two months left to participate in the Olympics, but this happened at this time.

Blame him.

How could such a thing have happened if it hadn't been necessary to go out to celebrate.

If he hadn't insisted on watching the fun, how could he be so coincidental.

If not...

But it's too late to say anything now.

late.

There is no way to undo it.

Xia Lin leaned against the wall weakly, and slowly slid down to squat at the base of the wall.

All of this was his fault, if it wasn't for him, Qiao Qisheng couldn't have been injured, couldn't have needed surgery, couldn't have...

why?

Why did he do this to Qiao Qisheng.

Xia Lin couldn't hold back her tears anymore, she buried her head in front of her arms and wept loudly.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Lin felt someone tap him on the shoulder.

He wiped his tears on his arm, and when he looked up, he saw a figure. He thought it was Qiao Qisheng, and he immediately stood up, but when he looked clearly, he realized that it was the doctor from just now.

"Young man, have you notified your family?"

Xia Lin shook his head, quickly went to take out his mobile phone, and dialed Yang Pingping's number. He didn't dare to call Yan Hongjuan directly, for fear that she would not be able to bear it.

The doctor took out a wrapping paper from the pocket of his coat and gave it to him, "Wipe your tears and wash your hands. What happened has already happened. Face it calmly and call your family members over."

Xia Lin nodded, waiting for the phone to connect.

It took a long time before the phone was answered, and Yang Pingping's sleeping voice came from over there: "Mom..."

When the voice was wrong, Yang Pingping sat up from the bed in a jerk: "Son, what's wrong?"

"Mom, I'm in the hospital. Brother Qisheng... he..." Xia Lin really didn't know what to say, so he sniffed, "Wake up grandma and tell his parents to come to the hospital, Qisheng Something happened to my brother."

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Half an hour later, the parents of both parties arrived one after another, and after sending Qiao Qisheng to the operating room, Xia Lin fell in love with an ear scraper before he could speak.

The sound resounded through the quiet corridor.

Five fingerprints immediately appeared on Xia Lin's face.

"What are you doing!" Yang Pingping rushed up to push Yu Meifang back, "Why did you beat my son?"

"The blood on his hand hurt my son like that. I would hit him lightly!" Yu Meifang pointed at him and shouted.

Yang Pingping walked in a hurry, still wearing slippers, blocking her son behind her: "You hit someone before you know what's going on, crazy!"

Seeing that the two mothers were about to fight, Yan Hongjuan, who had been clutching her chest beside her, stood up and said sharply, "Shut up!"

This sound directly extinguished the fire of the two parents who were still yelling.

Yan Hongjuan continued: "Listen to Xia Lin."

"Xia Lin, tell me what happened."

After finishing the ins and outs, Xia Lin covered her face, her eyes were red: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I shouldn't..."

"Snapped!"

Another palm.

There was five fingerprints on the other side of Xia Lin's face, and a cut was made by the ring on his hand.

"What's wrong with you?" Yang Pingping crazily rushed over to wrestle with Yu Meifang.

Several people were startled, and it was the fathers of the two parties who stepped forward to pull them away.

"Stinky bitch, no matter what happens to my own son, he will only drag others down!" Yu Meifang kept kicking her legs while being dragged, throwing all the shoes off her feet.

"Enough!" Yan Hongjuan snapped, "Have you had enough trouble? Qisheng is still in the operating room, can you stop the meeting?"

"Mom, he injured your grandson like that, he won't be able to be an athlete anymore, tell me to stop?" Yu Meifang pointed at Yang Pingping, "If his son is injured like this, she might want to swallow Qisheng alive !"

"Xia Lin, let me ask you, does this have anything to do with you?" Yang Pingping didn't want to be labeled as a murderer for no reason, so she pulled him aside to ask.

Xia Lin lowered her head, nodded, and shook her head again.

"Is there any?!" Yang Pingping was also anxious, her voice raised an octave.

"Mom, the glass broke by myself, but if I didn't want to watch the fun, I wouldn't..." Xia Lin seemed discouraged, and there was no light in her eyes.

"Look, you still say it wasn't him, it was him who caused it!" Yu Meifang pointed at Xia Lin, "You fucking did it on purpose! Fortunately, Qisheng said all the good things about you in front of me, you don't deserve it!"

"Why don't you deserve it?" Yang Pingping didn't feel that Xia Lin had any substantive mistakes after listening to the process, "If you want to blame, you should blame that store!"

"Meifang, calm down, now is not the time to blame each other, you should call the police and let the police investigate this matter." Yan Hongjuan finished speaking and walked up to Xia Lin, "Grandma knows you are a good boy, your aunt is just too anxious. "

Xia Lin nodded: "I'm sorry..."