Thinking of this, Xiang Fei took a deep breath, rubbed his hands, and relaxed his whole body. He thought that the door in front of him was not a hospital ward, but the team training room where he came and went freely two years ago, and he felt sad in his heart.
Not so nervous.
The female nurse raised her hand to look at her watch and then whispered to Xiang Fei: "Don't stay too long when you go in. A doctor will come over in fifteen minutes. When it's time to evacuate, I will knock on the door to remind you."
"Thank you!" Xiang Fei clasped his hands in gratitude and saluted her.
The female nurse was so exaggerated by his gesture of thanks that she lowered her head shyly, reached out and knocked lightly on the door, and said softly: "Hello, Miss Zhuang, someone is here to visit."
There was silence on the other side of the door, as if no one was in the ward.
Xiang Fei looked at the female nurse uneasily and remembered that the nurse at the consultation desk had just said that no visits were allowed in the morning. It was probably because the patients got up late in the morning. He didn't want to disturb Zhuang Ning's rest, so he was about to tell the female nurse to wait until the afternoon.
When I came to visit again, I finally heard a vague response through the door: "Please come in."
The female nurse took out her work card and put it on the door lock to verify her identity. She opened the door to the ward with a click and motioned for Xiang Fei to go in. Xiang Fei nodded to her again to express his gratitude, showed his cheeky gesture when explaining, and said
Determined to make peace with what he has come, he strode into the ward, and the door closed behind him with a click.
This ward is divided into two areas, the inner and outer, by an isolation curtain. The outer area is for visitors to hang their clothes, wear goggles and masks. The inner area is where the patients live.
Across the isolation curtain, Zhuang Ning could only vaguely see the figure of a tall man looming on the edge of the curtain, but he didn't come over for a long time. Feeling strange for a moment, he asked, "Who is it?"
The person on the other side of the curtain shook his body slightly, but did not answer. It seemed that he wanted to guess a riddle with her, or he was hesitating on how to introduce himself, but he still showed no intention of showing up.
Zhuang Ning carefully looked at the man's figure and felt that his height was not like that of the people in the team. No one else except the event organizing committee and the team should know that he was hospitalized, and if it was someone from the organizer or the team,
It wouldn't be such a sneaky way to visit me.
The person who knew I was in the hospital must be someone from the tournament organizing committee. But the person who would come to see me alone early in the morning, with such a height and being so sneaky, would probably only be——
As she thought about it, her expression suddenly became serious. A name came to her mind, and she asked in a low voice in an unbelieving tone: "Is it Xiang Fei?"
"Oh, it's no wonder that Wu Jian Ning is smart." The person behind the curtain immediately exclaimed in admiration.
The "Wu Jian Ning" in this sentence is exactly the character ID that Zhuang Ning used when he joined the Wu Jian team. As soon as these words came out, the identity of the person who came was directly revealed, and Zhuang Ning's face became even more ugly.
Xiang Fei's tall figure slowly walked out from behind the curtain. Although he had already put on a few layers of shamelessness outside the door, he still felt a little embarrassed with his empty hands at the moment, so he simply put his hands into his coat pockets.
His eyes never looked towards Zhuang Ning, but just wandered away from his feet.
"What are you here for?" Zhuang Ning didn't buy his simple compliment and asked coldly.
"Uh, let's see how you are." Xiang Fei gradually approached the hospital bed, but he strongly felt her aura of resistance, so he had to stop where he was. Since he had already mentioned the second sentence, he didn't want to look at it anymore.
The other party really seemed guilty and rude. He forced himself to raise his head and immediately met Zhuang Ning's cold eyes.
"Then let's see."
After Zhuang Ning said that, she ignored him and reached out to pull the iPad stand beside the bed, which blocked Xiang Fei in front of her. She used her left hand to slide the tablet computer to browse Weibo, letting the invisible network isolate the two of them.
The contact between them is a gesture of refusal to communicate.
When Xiang Fei saw Zhuang Ning's appearance, he knew that she was losing her temper. However, the advantage of playing with a tablet is that the aura that repels people thousands of miles away was instantly weakened. He took two steps and walked to Zhuang Ning's body.
Next to him, he carefully looked at her right wrist exposed from the cuff, and found some red and swollen marks there, and couldn't help but sigh heavily.
"Is your hand...having an old problem?" Xiang Fei asked with concern.
"If you are here to see a joke, please go out and go downstairs to Tongtang Street, find a cross talk studio, buy a ticket, sit in and laugh enough, and don't bother me." Zhuang Ning spoke very fast, but there was also a hint of confusion in his words.
Like Xiang Fei, he has a bit of humor, but the difference is that this kind of humor is filled with a chill that's so cold that it's bone-chilling.
"Didn't you say you won't play competitive games again? Why are you disobeying me?"
Xiang Fei didn't pay attention to her cold humor, he just looked at the hand that had just been subconsciously hidden under the quilt. Those deep eyes scanned through the quilt like X-rays to the area where the pain was occurring on his wrist, and marked it.
A diagnosis name that is familiar to all competitive athletes [Carpal Tunnel Syndrome].
Two years ago, when Team Wujie was training, Xiang Fei discovered that Zhuang Ning would often subconsciously rub her right wrist. After playing competitive games for so many years, when he saw her doing this, he immediately realized that this was an early symptom of the so-called mouse hand.
.Directly canceled all her training plans and went to the hospital for treatment.
When the diagnosis was made, the result was the same as Xiang Fei expected, mild wrist strain. Although it was only mild, you still could not use the keyboard and mouse for a long time. You must pay attention to rest and massage. Otherwise, it will develop more and more.
In severe cases, it may even lead to hypothenar muscle atrophy. There is currently no good treatment for this disease, and if it is severe, surgery is the only option.
From then on, Xiang Fei stopped letting Zhuang Ning participate in the competition and let her take care of her wrists. However, this resulted in the most serious quarrel between the two since they met. Then Xiang Fei suddenly disappeared, leaving only the Wujie team.
Announcement of dissolution.
"Your life has been controlled by others, so you want to control other people's lives?" Zhuang Ning rolled his eyes and glared at Xiang Fei in displeasure, "Please get out, or I will ring the call bell."
"Is surgery necessary this time?" Xiang Fei continued to ask.
"It has nothing to do with you." Zhuang Ning said, his right hand slowly moved to the call bell on the bedside, threatening, "If you don't leave, I will press it."
"If you need surgery, just retire and recuperate."
"I will continue to lead the team in games because I will not break my promise like you."
"I admit that I lost, and I lost badly, so don't push yourself anymore, okay?" Xiang Fei lowered his head heavily, like a primary school student who made a mistake admitting his mistake. His usually cheerful and sunny voice has now become
Like an old man who has gone through many vicissitudes of life, there is a feeble begging in his words.