Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

"It's nothing serious. The doctor said it was acute appendicitis. The surgery is just a minor one. Don't worry."

Lin Qiuran held the payment slip and looked at several people in the hospital seats talking.

Ma Hou wiped his sweat silently. He was afraid that something might happen along the way, so he didn't dare to say a word. Now he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good...but if it's an operation...our game..."

Ma Hou's words made everyone fall into silence even more. Zhao Qichen was very nervous when he was pushed into the emergency room since he was fat.

Wen Zhouxing stood aside, thought for a long time and said: "Sickness is not a trivial matter, the competition will be in a week, so let Xiaopang have a good rest, Maoyu."

Mao Yu, who was named, stood up instantly, his little face paled with fright, Wen Zhouxing looked at his nervous look and smiled helplessly, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't be nervous. You've been training with the team recently. If there are no accidents in the game a week later, can you take Xiaopang's place?"

Maoyu looked at the others in surprise, apparently Zhao Qichen had no objections, so he nodded.

"Okay, it's getting late now, you should go back and rest, I'll just wait here."

Ma Hou yawned and nodded, Zhao Qichen looked at the door of the emergency room hesitantly, and Lin Qiuran took his hand.

"It's okay, you are the backbone of the entire team, you have to lead them in training, we will take care of the rest, okay?"

Hearing Lin Qiuran's words, Zhao Qichen nodded obediently.

In the end, Lin Qiuran took several members of the team back to the villa, and Wen Zhouxing stayed in the hospital to take care of Xiaopang.

After a whole night of tossing around, several people were inevitably a little tired. The old wolf was in a bad mood, so he went back to his room when he arrived at the base, and the horse monkey followed him. Maoyu didn't say anything, and went straight into the training room.

Lin Qiuran looked at Zhao Qichen who was paralyzed on the sofa, sat beside him, and said worriedly: "I see you've been worrying all night, go back to bed early, and you have to get up early for training tomorrow."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Qichen shook his head, just lowered his head and said sullenly: "Tell me, am I a little too indifferent to the team members? Today I have been thinking about winning the finals, but I have ignored Xiaopang's body. If It’s not that even if you find out, it’s almost an accident…”

Lin Qiuran looked at Zhao Qichen's self-blaming words, feeling very uncomfortable, and put his arm around his shoulder.

"Zai Zai, I have been telling you that you are the backbone of this team, you must not have such thoughts, no one wants this kind of thing to happen, but since it happened, don't blindly put the blame on yourself."

Lin Qiuran paused, looked at the lights on in the two rooms on the second floor, and sighed.

"You must be optimistic about this team. I will be very busy at work recently, and coach Wen will always take care of Xiaopang. What you have to do is to organize the team well and prepare for the next game, otherwise you will be too sorry for Xiaopang hard work."

Zhao Qichen glanced at her, his eyes turned from confusion to firmness, and nodded.

"Okay, I will definitely organize everyone to train well, and we will definitely win the championship in the final."

Lin Qiuran smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and Zhao Qichen got up and went upstairs and into the training room.

Looking at his back, Lin Qiuran's expression suddenly became lonely. She didn't feel anything when she was together every day before, but now that she thinks about it, she will leave with these people in a week, and her nose can't help feeling sore.

Silently rubbing her eyes, Lin Qiuran rummaged through her bag, found the ring in the interlayer, thought about it and put it on her hand.

When Zhao Qichen entered the door, he saw Maoyu sitting in a single row in front of the machine, and sat next to him after thinking about it.

"This is the end, shall we go together?"

Mao Yu was taken aback, turned around and saw Zhao Qichen logging into the game, and nodded excitedly.

He seldom had the opportunity to play games alone with Zhao Qichen, but he didn't expect the opportunity to come like this.

The ranking of the two in the national server is not low, and the passers-by who are matched will not be the fish pond game. It is so late, and the two of them quickly matched the game in duo.

There were still many people chatting in Quality Square, Zhao Qichen looked at Maoyu who was gearing up, and couldn't help but smile.

"You also often train with us, you don't need to be under so much pressure, and you were brought in by Zang Yue, we don't have any worries about you, it just needs some running-in, I believe you will adapt quickly."

Maoyu looked at Zhao Qichen's bright eyes illuminated by the screen, and nodded seriously.

The two deliberately chose the small map, Xiaopang was acting as the assault position in the team, and Zhao Qichen now concentrated on training Maoyu's consciousness.

In this single volleyball match, Mao Yu also saw Zhao Qichen's impressive assault ability during the replay, so he was naturally even more excited.

"The most important thing in the assault position is to cover the team. It is the face of the entire team. If I encounter the risk of being surrounded, you need to cover me."

Maoyu nodded, and knocked down a passerby with the M416.

"However, I want to remind you that the assault position is also the most dangerous in the entire team. If the entire team is in an unfavorable situation and you are knocked down, we may give up the rescue. I hope you can be mentally prepared for this."

As Zhao Qichen said, he opened the mirror and directly exploded the second-level head on the opposite hill.

Mao Yu was always scouting the way ahead, and listening to Zhao Qichen commanding from behind, the two ate chicken in the first game and killed 12 people in total.

Zhao Qichen leaned against the back of the chair and exhaled, looked at Maoyu curiously, and raised his eyebrows

"Look, I think it's quite smooth and satisfying to be with you."

Mao Yu pursed his lips shyly when he heard Zhao Qichen's words.

Before the two of them could say anything, Ma Hou walked into the training room suddenly, and sat down in his seat regardless of their surprised eyes.

Zhao Qichen looked at Ma Hou with great interest, this person who usually had to train, but now he came to the training room on his own initiative.

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

The horse monkey drank a glass of water while driving the machine.

"You didn't call me during training, and you couldn't sleep. The final is a week later. I'm still a little worried."

Feeling the two people looking at him, Ma Hou curled his lips and slapped Mao Yu's shoulder fiercely.

"I'm worried that you won't get used to this team, so why don't you thank me for taking the initiative to practice and cooperate with you?"

Mao Yu gave him a sideways glance, and continued to set up the custom server, and updated the attributes of several guns. He had to hurry up and practice the feel.

After a while, without waiting for a few people to start again, the old wolf also walked in.

"Why don't you call me in training? Isn't it too interesting?"

Ma Hou curled his lips, watched the old wolf turn on the machine, and said angrily: "I didn't tell me, the two of them were training secretly, you hurry up."

After a while, several people started the four-row game. Maoyu saw that they were clearly trying to help him integrate into the team, but also insisted that he needed to train, and smiled knowingly.