Xun Lang and others sat down on the sofa. Lei Ban glanced at Tang Yili uncomfortably, as if he was having trouble, and said nothing.
Dr. Xie loves to joke and has just watched the interview. After secretly observing Tang Yili, he joked: "Such a beautiful girl must be from our A university."
Tang Yili pulled off the mask, wiped the remaining liquid on his face, and smiled.
This is not a suitable time to engage in household chores and gossip.
Lei Ban twisted the Sichuan pattern deeply, interrupted Dr. Xie's interest, and urged him: "Why don't you hurry up and take a look at Xun Lang's injury? There are still two days left before the next game, so I don't have time for you to waste time."
"Look at you, Lao Lei, you are so serious that it scares people to death."
Doctor Xie opened the medical kit, rolled up his cuffs slowly, and put on gloves. Xun Lang had already unzipped his sportswear, and he had no shirt underneath.
Because of his shoulder injury, Xun Lang could no longer even lift his arms or put on a piece of clothing.
The situation is not optimistic.
Everyone suddenly lost the mood to joke.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Xun Lang's wheat-colored shoulders. It was less than an hour before the end of the game. His shoulders were already visibly swollen.
Doctor Xie murmured: "Does it hurt?" He reached out and pinched the affected area.
The muscle's rebound significantly deteriorated, and a small pit was formed, which took a long time to recover.
Xun Lang said it was okay, but he was already sweating.
Lei Ban turned sideways to look, also anxious.
"Just removing the effusion won't work."
Dr. Xie installed the needle and took the time to answer: "The treatment plan is the same as before. If the pain still cannot be suppressed, the only option is to take painkillers."
After all, there are only two days, and no real treatment can be carried out. All we can do is alleviate the pain as much as possible to ensure that the next game will not be affected.
Dr. Xie was familiar with the routine and began to drain Xun Lang's effusion. The three men were all familiar with this, but in Tang Yili's eyes, it was simply an unbearable burden.
She stood in the middle of the living room with her hands lowered, not daring to get close or speak. She just stared at Xun Lang's shoulder, feeling at a loss after being extremely panicked.
Xun Lang wanted to say something to comfort Tang Yili, but because of the people around him, he couldn't say anything. He only comforted her with his eyes, but Tang Yili was too absorbed in looking at her to care about that much.
In her world, all that was left at this moment was the syringe of fluid.
Dr. Xie moved very quickly, aspirating the effusion and sealing it. After a set of operations, he took out a vial and shook it. There were only a few pills in it.
"Eating it half an hour before the game is very safe and will not affect the urine test results."
The small yellow granules are placed in a transparent bottle and placed on the dark coffee table. They are a silent medicine.
Doctor Xie packed up his things, picked up the medical kit and stood up, "Have a good rest these two days," he glanced at Tang Yili again, smiled and said to Lei Penshen: "Let's go, give the young couple some time alone.
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Lei Ban's expression was unclear.
He wanted to scold others, scolding Xun Lang for being out of his mind for daring to talk about love to the team during the game. The senior management looked at his good grades and turned a blind eye. But at this moment, he wanted to call him a bastard.
Shower head.
However, Tang Yili was a girl after all, and she was a girl he had taught. He couldn't wipe his face away, so he gave Xun Lang a hard look and left first, with his hands behind his back.
Dr. Xie followed closely behind.
Tang Yili sent them out, thanked Dr. Xie seriously, then closed the door and returned.
Xun Lang, with his upper body exposed, was checking the wound on his shoulder. Raindrops were already falling outside the floor-to-ceiling window. The thunderbolts hit the glass, forming a stream of water and washing downwards.
The whole city was immersed in rain and dim at dusk.
Xun Lang didn't see Tang Yili coming over for a long time. He looked up at her and found a man with teeth and claws standing there crying.
Tears were like beads, one by one, falling silently.
"What's wrong?" Xun Lang's voice softened unconsciously, and he walked over and bent to look at Tang Yili.
"Is it because of me that you were injured?"
Just as Xun Lang was about to deny it, Tang Yili shook his head and said before him.
"I know this is a very broad cause-and-effect relationship, but someone used me to make a fuss about you, and then you were injured. It's hard for me not to blame myself."
"Xun Lang, please let me blame myself quietly."
Tang Yili buried her head in Xun Lang's arms, sniffling, and her tears fell one by one on Xun Lang's smooth skin, which made his muscles tense.
"Then blame yourself for a minute."
Xun Lang slowly closed his arms, hugged Tang Yili's waist, and in a complex and hoarse tone, finally sighed, "Don't blame yourself for too long, otherwise I may have to review whether I behaved too much."
If you are weak, you will take the blame."
Tang Yili stood on tiptoes and hugged him back, rubbing her head in his arms and unconsciously scratching his back with her fingers.
That kind of feeling between pain and itching was very strange. Xun Lang counted a few seconds in his heart, but couldn't help but hope that this hug could be longer, longer, and longer.
…
There are still two days before the last competition day. During these two days, Xun Lang mainly rests. He doesn't even go to the gym. He just eats and sleeps every day.
Anyway, almost everyone knew about Tang Yili, but Xun Lang did not avoid suspicion and would come to the room to look for her morning and night.
But Tang Yili was thin-skinned and refused to go to the restaurant with Xun Lang to eat. He always ordered room service and would not leave the room unless he could.
Finally, the day before the competition, Xun Lang coaxed her: "Why don't we go to Gacha while it's dark?"
As soon as he said this, Tang Yili became angry: "I won't go. The last time I was photographed was in front of the gashapon machine. I will give up this hobby in the future."
Not to mention that this hobby costs money, beautiful women like to twerk, if you tell me about it, it’s not just shameless, it’s downright stupid.
Tang Yili was probably bored. He sat in front of the dressing mirror and started putting on makeup. From the reflection of the mirror, he glanced at Xun Lang on the sofa, where Da Ma Jin Dao was sitting, and asked him.
"Is your shoulder feeling better?"
"It's better. Don't worry."
How could Tang Yili not be worried?
She asked: "What about the two finals tomorrow? Can you do that?"
"Butterfly stroke exerts force on the lower back, and the weight on the shoulders is small. It doesn't matter. Besides, there are painkillers, right?"
"Oh." Speaking of medicine, Tang Yili remembered her own, poured a small handful from several bottles, and swallowed it three times with water.
Xun Lang turned his head and asked, "What did you eat?"
Tang Yili: "Multivitamins, whitening pills, iron supplements, DHA..." Finally, Tang Yili unscrewed a small bottle of oral liquid and said, "And collagen."
Raise your glass to the mirror, drink it all in one gulp, and invite your lover to live forever.
The maintenance of a great beauty is too profound and particular. Tang Yili sat there, busy.
Xun Lang didn't understand, so he just smiled and said nothing.
Thanks for the 2 monthly tickets that coincided with the landing of the fairy;