Draw a card? Draw a card? !

In what should have been a quiet night, the sound of helicopter propellers hovered in the air from far to near, alarming the entire training camp.

"What about people?"

Atobe Keigo walked towards the wind, stroking the messy hair beside his ear with one hand, and shouted amidst the mechanical "rumble".

Seiichi Yukimura, who was standing in the shelter from the wind, did not speak, and moved his arms slightly, revealing a corner of the face of the person in his arms.

The girl's pale and colorless cheeks hung limply in Yukimura's shoulder sockets, her brows were frowned in pain, her fingers subconsciously grabbed his clothes, her white teeth clasped on the inner edge of her lower lip, a little blood oozing out.

The oversized coat completely covered her whole body, making her even more fragile.

"How did you make it like this?" Atobe approached and looked at her face, and immediately frowned, his sea blue eyes shot directly at Yukimura, "Isn't it just a fever?"

"It's not clear yet, but the breathing has finally stabilized." Yukimura replied quietly, without much explanation, he tightened his arms again, and firmly held the unconscious girl to his chest without any sway.

"Thank you Trace Department."

"Ah, it's okay."

Seeing that Yukimura was in a bad mood, Atobe turned his head to signal the busy staff in front of him, and comforted him: "You can go up after the helicopter lands, and the accompanying doctor is also on it. Tokyo General Hospital also greeted Shinozuzu, don't worry, no Something will happen."

Yukimura smiled slightly.

It's not that he doesn't want to talk, but he's really upset. It's his greatest perseverance to keep calm now.

When he was in the infirmary, he saw that Su Tang's condition was unknown, so he called the ambulance, but he hurriedly forgot that this was a training camp halfway up the mountain. district.

If it wasn't for the emergency center's recommendation to apply for a helicopter rescue, he wouldn't have remembered that he still has a rich and powerful friend.

The temporary application still needs to be approved, which is not as fast as Atobe's private helicopter.

"By the way, Coach Kurobe will be here soon, and he will go with him." Atobe added with his back to the brightly lit stadium, knocking on his headset.

As expected, Yukimura nodded in understanding.

U-17 doesn't have a special parking area, so they can only temporarily clean up a field. Whether it is borrowing the central court or letting the helicopter land, it must be approved by the coach. .

"Don't go." Yukimura said calmly, "I don't know how long I will stay in the hospital, Susu... Court No. [-] cannot do without you now."

Atobe frowned secretly when he heard the words, his eyes were deep and deep, but he did not refuse.

He could go with him, at worst, he would fly back by helicopter tomorrow, but the hospital has enough arrangements, and there are professional doctors for treatment, and Su Tang is surrounded by Xingcun, so there is no need for him to go, and it is easy to affect the emotions of other students.

He also had to leave the helicopter at the hospital in case he needed it.

"Okay," Atobe was silent for a few seconds before making a decisive decision, "I will leave it for everyone to explain the situation, you accompany her, and call me directly if you need help."

"Well, thank you."

Yukimura lowered his head sideways and tried the temperature of Su Tang's forehead against his face, it seemed a little hot again.

He said softly: "Susu definitely doesn't want other people to know about this matter... Please ask the Ministry of Atomos."

"Ah, you're welcome."

Atobe hooked the corners of his mouth indifferently, then listened to a few words while holding the shiny headset, then turned around and said, "Let's go, the pilot is ready to land, and Coach Kurobe is here too."

……

Saito stood in front of the French windows of the central control room, watching the helicopter land, take off, and fly away. The lights of the central court below went out, and U-17 returned to calm. .

The cup in his hand gradually stopped steaming.

With a "click", Tuo Zhi pushed the door in and asked.

"left already?"

Saito moved his body slightly, and sighed silently, "I just left. It seems that Susu may have remembered the past." As he spoke, he took a big sip of the bitter coffee.

Tuozhi sat in front of the big screen, watching the monitoring playback in U-17 today, feeling a little puzzled.

"She felt unwell once in the afternoon. Yukimura Seiichi sent her to the infirmary, but she came out half an hour later, and there was nothing unusual about it until she had a fever again."

"The doctor on duty today also said that Susu just had a common fever. What happened in the infirmary afterwards... Although we don't know, but without external stimulation, she shouldn't suddenly remember everything, right?"

Saito walked to the sink, poured out the cool brown liquid, rinsed the cup, did not put it back on the table, but turned on the coffee machine and took another cup, the mellow and rich aroma slowly spread in the room .

He just opened his mouth and said: "Even if he didn't remember it completely, he should have noticed it—it was a memory of her teens, not five or six years old, and it was a memory that impressed her deeply, that's all. If a piece is missing, how can it never be noticed.”

Tuo Zhi pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache, remembered something, and asked, "The one who contacted Kurobe..."

"Akashi Seijuro." Saito reminded.

"Yes, Akashi," Takuzhi nodded, and looked at his colleagues, "Didn't he call Kurobe before to remind Susu that there is something wrong with her mental state, and there is no solution? You are in the field of psychology and spiritual power. Experts, there is no way?"

"I only study the psychology and spiritual world of tennis players, and I don't fully understand pathological psychological problems." Saito said helplessly, taking a glass of water and handing it to him.

"Akashi just said that seeing a psychiatrist rashly may cause Susu to recall the painful past and resist, because she has been subconsciously trying to save herself and heal herself."

"So if it's not necessary and it doesn't affect normal life, don't deliberately take her to explore her own past, just cultivate her interests and hobbies, and let her maintain a hopeful and positive attitude towards life."

Saito briefly recounted the meaning of the conversation between Akashi and Kurobe at that time, and said:

"Tennis is her hobby."

Tuo Zhi took a sip of the water glass, focused on thinking about the problem, and retorted: "Tennis is also the root cause of her psychological problems."

With this conclusion, Saito fell into a moment of silence.

The mountain wind at night makes people feel cold all over, but it will roll up the "letters" that belong to autumn all over the sky and send them romantically to the room of the destined person.

After staring at the fiery red maple leaf for a while, Saito suddenly retorted: "That may not be the case."

"Huh?" Tuo Zhi had just locked the window lock, and turned his head in doubt, "What did you say?"

Without the disturbance of the wind, Saito's voice became clearer.

"We just inadvertently got the video of Susu's previous tennis match. From the change in her game style, we guessed that there might be a problem with her mental power. 】The reason why the inference comes from.”

"But is it really caused by tennis?"

Tuo Zhi didn't understand very well.

"What do you mean? Didn't Susu's mental strength erupt because her body was close to the limit and the damage from her opponent during the game? Hmm... the so-called negative emotions? Shura field? What do you say in terms of professional terms?" ?”

Saito shook his head, rubbed his fingers unconsciously on the wall of the cup, frowned and looked at the veins of the maple leaf, and slowly explained:

"Although we have a general understanding of Su Tang, the major events in his life, such as when he went to school, and played in the underground court... But the specific life experience is only known to her, and a game will not cause her such a strong reaction. , there must be many factors..."

"Look at the so-called Shura field by Byodoin and others. It is just another improvement of tennis skills and will not cause a change in personality. But Susu... a bit like the feeling of split personality, only when the body is under strong stimulation. , another she will run out to protect herself, and she will forget after everything is over..."

The more Saito said, the lower his voice became, and finally he seemed to be talking to himself. Tuo Zhi needed to listen harder to hear it, and then saw his colleague suddenly raised his head at a certain moment, and asked:

"How did we get the video of Susu playing in the underground court?"

Tuozhi was leaning against the wall with his arms folded, thinking along Saito's words, he was taken aback when he heard the words, and blurted out: "Didn't you put it in Susu's file?"

Saito was taken aback by the rhetorical question, then frowned and denied: "It's not me."

The two couldn't help looking at each other.

……

Kurobe and Yukimura were standing outside Sutang's ward listening to the doctor's diagnosis when they received a call from a colleague.

this time?

"Sorry." Afraid that there was something urgent and that his colleagues were worried, Kurobe nodded to the other two, then turned and walked away to answer the call.

Yukimura continued to ask the doctor: "In other words, her symptoms are more caused by psychological effects?"

"The preliminary judgment is like this." The doctor worded the words rigorously, "the patient's heart, lungs and other organs have no problems, and neurological problems are basically ruled out. Except for some low-grade fever and inflammation, there is nothing wrong with it. It should be caused by cold. of."

"And when some mental illnesses attack, they will cause physical discomfort. If it is serious, it is very possible that she has difficulty breathing like tonight. This is very common in medicine."

"According to your description of the patient's behavior before and after, I suggest that when she wakes up, a more professional psychologist will conduct further diagnosis or treatment on her. Sorry, this is not my specialty."

The doctor handed all the test reports to Yukimura, and sure enough, except for the high white blood cell count, all the above indicators were normal.

"Okay, I understand, thank you doctor." Yukimura put away the report and thanked calmly.

"It's okay. If you're still worried, after a while, after her fever subsides and recovers, I'll bring her for a check-up to make sure." The doctor clearly understood the mood and concerns of the patient's family, so he offered to suggest.

"thanks, I will."

After experiencing his own illness, Yukimura is particularly concerned about the health of those around him, including himself. What's more, Su Tang's body is like a time bomb.

"But you don't seem to be very surprised by this result." After the doctor left, Kurobe said after listening to the conclusion.

Yukimura looked into the room through the glass window of the ward door. The girl who was not in danger of life but had been sleeping was lying there, so quiet that he was flustered today. Only the electrocardiogram screen on the bedside table could give him a little sense of reality.

He whispered: "Although Susu looks thin, she has always been in good health, at least she is healthy, plus her various reactions tonight... I guess she must have a psychological problem."

Kurobe didn't say anything else, raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "You can go back first, there is training tomorrow, I'll just stay here."

Yukimura shook his head and refused, chuckled lightly, raised his hand to cover the glass window, with soft brows and eyes, and said unquestionably: "She is my girlfriend, I have to let her see me."

"..." Kurobe rarely showed a look of surprise on his face, his eyes could not help wandering between him and the ward, and then slowly calmed down.

I thought it wouldn't be so fast.

Since the relationship between the two is like this, then...

He bent over and sat on the chair outside the ward, looked at the night at the end of the corridor and pondered for a moment, then mentioned another topic: "Did you know that her mental strength is 7?"

This sudden question made Yukimura a little puzzled, but he still stood motionless at the door and watched Su Tang, and said calmly, "Now I know, is this the assessment given by the coaches?"

"Our evaluation, in addition to the actual test results of the students in the U-17, also refers to your past game records." Kurobe explained.

Yukimura turned to look at him, frowned and said, "But what can be found now, Susu's game record is in Ying... wait, you found her... the video of her game in the underground court?"

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly understood what the coach meant. He had seen all the video games Susu could find, and he also knew her strength. Such a high level of mental power could not have appeared in her current games. results, then only...

Kurobe also looked back at the young man in front of him with a high dual quotient and a clear mind, and replied flatly: "We didn't find it."

The stress of Kurobe could not be heard from this short sentence, but Yukimura vaguely felt that the answer was not what it meant on the surface, so he was vigilant and asked calmly, "What do you mean?"

"Someone hacked into U-17's information system."

Kurobe leaned against the cold back of the chair, crossed his hands on his lap, and turned his head to stare at the dark night with a cold expression.

"The other party put Susu's video data into her database, and wanted us to see it, and indeed let us see it."

A few words contain a huge amount of information.

Yukimura frowned, and his fingers couldn't help clenched into fists. The more he thought about it, the gentler his eyes became darker and darker. He stared at the ignorant girl on the hospital bed, and asked softly:

"Who?"

"do not know."

"do not know?"

"I just found out after receiving a phone call from my colleagues. It turned out that it wasn't the three of us who found it, and because Susu was not a student, we never looked into the source of the video."

Kurobe looked at Yukimura as he spoke, his voice softened a little.

"Susu has no relatives. If you have such a close relationship with her, I think you have the right to know about it."

Yukimura was silent for a while, then nodded solemnly, with firm eyes, "Thank you coach for telling me, I will protect her well."

Kurobe sighed, consoling and admonishing, and said, "U-17 will investigate this matter, so you can stay with Susu at ease."

Yukimura gave an all-inclusive "hmm" to this, but only he knew what he was thinking.

after one day.

"I will not eat."

Su Tang threw down his chopsticks irritably, rubbed his hair, and fell into a frenzy facing a table of tonics.

"I have a fever, not confinement, what do you guys think, huh?"

Qieyuan Chi, who was sitting at the opposite table, was about to persuade him again, when he heard this sentence, his whole body was stuck, like a cooing being strangled by the neck, his voice lost his voice, his eyes slid down involuntarily, and landed on Su Tang's stomach...

—— "Where are you going, son, look?"

The sinister female voice came to Kirihara's ears together with the sound of "click", making him jump up in fright.

"Ouch my aunt!"

Facing the "death gaze" launched by Su Tang, Kirihara looked at her begging for mercy, but insisted on snatching the "sharp weapon" from her hand - the chopsticks that were almost broken in half, threw it aside, and picked it up again. The spoon shoved into her hand and pushed the chicken soup in front of her.

"I beg you, Susu, eat some more, or I'll be finished if the minister comes back!"

"I'm done eating these things, don't drink!"

"Ah, no way! Then Minister Yukimura will make me run around and break my leg!"

"what!"

Su Tang laughed back angrily, grasping the spoon as if to throw it at him, while Qieyuan shouted "public property!", the spoon spun around in her hand and was thrown back on the table.

She rolled her eyes.

"Then don't drink chicken soup, don't drink chicken soup." Qieyuan pretended not to notice, took the ginseng black chicken soup away with a smile, and put a wolfberry longan lotus seed soup in front of her, "Try this! This is sweet!"

"You never finish." Su Tang stared at him weakly, "Did I leave the restaurant from breakfast to lunch, huh? Did I leave?! Chiya Kirihara!"

"Minister Yukimura said..."

"Why should he care about me!"

Mentioning this Su Tang made him angry, he slapped the table, and stood up like a firecracker, determined not to waste time with this brat.

But I didn't expect the bear child to be particularly persistent, and immediately got up to stop her, and refused to let her go.

"No, the minister said you have to rest!"

"You..." Su Tang pointed at the stubborn little kelp with trembling hands, too angry to speak.

Ahhh!Yukimura Seichi!Even Pai Chi also came!This product is definitely intentional! !

"Hehe." The chestnut-haired boy sitting at the dining table by the window supported his head, looked at the "comedy" in front of him and sighed with a smile, "Oh, it seems that my neighbor is really angry this time."

Atobe Keigo on the opposite side was enjoying the aroma of black tea. Hearing this, he glanced at Su Tang and Kirihara who were facing each other not far away, and said lazily: "Ah, the two of you were arguing before the training, and after the training is over It hasn't stopped yet."

Fujisuke chuckled, and explained "understanding": "Yukimura didn't come back the night before yesterday, but he did come back yesterday, but the expression on his face during training... I don't know what Senior Su said or did. "

"Her?" Atobe curled the corners of his lips, and a look of leisure flashed in his eyes, "I'm making a mess of myself."

"Huh?" Fuji smelled the scent of melon, and asked with great interest, "Why? Could it be that you and Yukimura are having trouble?"

"Hmm." Atobe held up the black tea cup and covered the smile on his lips.

The corners of Su Tang's eyes kept twitching, and he pushed Xiao Haidai's face away with his palm, tilted his head and gritted his teeth and said with a fake smile: "When you two are discussing in front of the parties, can you pay attention to the volume?"

Fuji nodded gently and politely, and said softly: "We must pay attention next time."

Atobe lightly tapped the mole of tears, hooked his lips, and gracefully raised the black teacup at her.

Su Tang: "..." Who cheers with you!Do you still want to have a next time? !

Just when she felt that her fever was gone, but she was about to have a heart attack.

Kikumaru Eiji rushed in and shouted excitedly: "The big thing is bad! The No. [-] court is playing a game!"

Fuji looked at Atobe suspiciously: "Is there a match between Court No. [-] and Court No. [-] today?"

"No, Senior Oni said that he won't arrange matches on the third field recently." Atobe was also unclear.

"That's No. [-] and No. [-]?" Fuji looked at Kikumaru.

Su Tang was listening, and couldn't help thinking about the unfolding of this story...

"No!" Kikumaru was very happy this time, clenched his fists and shouted like revealing a secret, "It's Oishi and the others! Everyone who was eliminated is playing on the second court!"

It turned out to be here, Su Tang raised his eyebrows.

"Really?!"

Su Tang was shaken by the sound, turned his head to look, and Chi beside him also became excited, this time he finally ignored her, shouted "Senior Liu" and rushed out of the restaurant.

"what……"

Su Tang blinked, liberated?

that……

"Senior Su, do you want to go and have a look together?"

Su Tang turned his head stiffly when a gentle voice rang in his ear, and standing behind him on the left and right was Fuji and Atobe.

"Ah, let's go," Atobe jokingly dragged on, "Su...Assistant?"

Oh.

Su Tang was expressionless.

Stadium number two.

"There is an unwritten rule in this training camp. No court can refuse the challenge of students wearing black jackets." A boy with a cold face explained to his teammates, "They are all losers who were originally eliminated in the game. , but one day when I return to U-17, my strength will be greatly improved."

"People called it the 'Black Revolutionary Army'."

"This name is really silly." Su Tang complained while standing in the stands.

"You said the same thing last time, Susu." Irijiang Zuodo came over and asked with concern, "Is your health better?"

"TOEFL, okay." The last thing Su Tang wants to hear now is about his own body, and he simply said that he cares about his friends.

Irie smiled with brows and eyes crooked, and suggested: "It's fine, do you want to go over there to see it? Tanejima and Tokugawa are also there."

Su Tang glanced at the teenagers around him, and sure enough, they were all attracted by the return of his teammates, and haven't noticed her yet.

Very good, before that who comes.

"Go." Su Tang said decisively.

She was just about to lift her foot up the stairs, when Irie slowly raised her arm, waiting for her to put it up in a gentlemanly manner.

Speechless Su Tang: "...No need to help, thank you."

Entering the river withdrew his arms in a kind manner, and after walking a few steps away with Su Tang, he smiled gently and said, "It's a good thing I didn't fall, otherwise I would feel uneasy."

Su Tang gave him a funny look, "As for it? I'm not a porcelain doll."

"Aren't you?" Irie tilted his head, the deep smile in his eyes couldn't be restrained, he said slowly.

"After all, Mr. Yukimura asked us to take care of you so seriously, I thought Susu was too sick to walk, haha."

"..."

Su Tang froze in place, looking at him blankly.

What the fuck did I just hear?

The ears are broken.

Well, it must be.

"Ah," Irie pretended to be pleasantly surprised, pointing to the blue-purple-haired boy who was strolling from a distance behind her, and suggested with a smile, "He's here, do you want to go back and say hello to him?"

Who?

he!

Su Tang woke up suddenly, ran away without turning his head.

There is a cat disease! ! !