"If you are free, can you go with them? I'm worried that these guys will really cause chaos."
Coach Zeng continued: "Only you can convince them. I will feel relieved with you here."
"Well...I won't be staying very long in the next few days, so I can go." Ning Fan nodded.
"It won't waste your time. There is no round robin in the semi-finals. It is still a knockout round. It can be completed in three days." Coach Zeng said.
"No problem." This has already reached the semi-finals. I will definitely watch it when I have time.
"Okay, I feel relieved as long as you are here."
"Okay, coach, just take good care of your injuries. I believe they will win the final championship together."
"Um!"
After a while, Ning Fan came out and saw that a few people had not left, and said: "You guys go back to training. The coach will have surgery the day after tomorrow. You can't leave during this period. Winning the championship is the best reward for the coach.
It also fulfilled his wish.”
"This is the only way it can be now. I must not let the coach down."
"Um!"
Ning Fan said: "You just need to play hard. In this level of competition, everyone is almost at the same level. I will go with you tomorrow."
After hearing this, several people's eyes lit up, and Ning Fan wanted to play ball with them. That would be great.
"What are you thinking about? I'm just from the logistics department this time, so I won't fight you. Don't think too much."
"It's okay. It's okay if you can come with me."
"Okay, let's go back to training. Don't be lazy when you have nothing to do." After Ning Fan finished speaking, he returned to his office.
DONG DONG DONG!!!
Fang Meng walked in, carrying a cup of coffee.
"Mengmeng, how have you been lately?" Ning Fan asked with a smile.
Looking at this cute girl in front of me, her personality is completely opposite to that of her sister.
Fang Meng smiled: "Dr. Ning, I'm doing very well recently, thank you."
"Well. Sit down and take a rest. Don't be too tired."
"Thank you!" Fang Meng picked up the handkerchief and prepared to wipe the table.
Ning Fan raised his head and glanced up, almost bulging his eyes out. Are all the skirts of nurses' uniforms in hospitals in this city so short?
Or maybe it’s because Fang Meng’s buttocks are rather perky.
Ning Fan quickly shook his head and moved his eyes back.
Fang Meng was bending over to wipe the table, unaware of his current situation.
"Very cute, Crayon Shin-chan pattern..."
Ning Fan muttered, and when he came back to his senses, he wished he could give himself a slap. What were he thinking?
Just when he was about to calm down, he saw that Fang Meng seemed to be dizzy and shook his head.
"Mengmeng, come here."
"Um!"
Fang Meng came to Ning Fan and stood obediently waiting for Ning Fan's order.
"Don't be so serious. Sit down and let me take a look."
"What are you looking at?"
"Come and get this." Ning Fan put a pen on the table.