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FB passed all the way, and the three reached the final round. Although they took the lead in the last wave of team battles, they scored 13 points in total and advanced to the semi-finals with the No.1 score.Jiang He was in a good mood, and when he returned to the waiting room, he unpacked a small biscuit and ate it, then opened a few letters from his fans, sat on the sofa and read them carefully, and halfway through, he was called to do a post-match interview .

"Crane God played very well today, how do you feel about winning?"

"Can you still be unhappy if you win?" Jiang He said.

"I feel that FB is in a very good state this season, and the run-in is much better than last season. The opening red is also a very good call-up. I don't know what tactics you will choose for the next game?"

"It depends on the situation, but there is a high probability that I won't be a chicken."

"I haven't seen the gameplay of Crane God and Dog Chicken yet."

"It's boring to be a chicken."

"Blue just left a sentence when he was doing the interview, so we must pass it on to you."

"kindness."

Holding the card in his hand, the host struggled to decipher the words written by the blue dragon flying and phoenix dancing: "He said he almost shot you down today, so he didn't shoot because he was afraid that you would be wise enough to wipe the floor."

Jiang He sneered lightly, and cursed, "He's dreaming."

The post-match interview didn’t last long. All the FB staff packed up and got in the car and went back to the base together. Jiang He read the letter for a while, he was a little motion sick, he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, and fell asleep in the car. The letter in the hand slipped under the seat.

I don't know when the pain started to spread. Jiang He only felt a severe pain in his abdomen, as if something was wringing him from his stomach, turning over the flesh and blood, which was extremely painful.

"hiss……"

"Brother He, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang He opened his eyes, his lips turned pale.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Jiang He spoke with difficulty: "It hurts..."

Afterwards, Jiang He didn't have a particularly deep impression. Anyway, he only remembered the lingering nausea and discomfort in his abdomen when he woke up, which made him almost vomit. Cheng Ning was guarding the hospital bed. Seeing Jiang He wake up , got up and asked: "How is it? Are you feeling better?"

"what happened?"

"Did you eat what the fans gave you?"

Jiang He was a little dazed: "Well..."

"Jiang He!" Cheng Ning was a little annoyed, "You are not a child anymore, you can't put anything you received before the game into your mouth, don't you know about this?"

Jiang He rubbed his temples, suppressed the surging nausea, and asked, "Is it serious?"

"It's not particularly serious, damn it! If it's something else today, you'll be fucked up." Cheng Ning's face was livid.

Crane God rarely looked weak and helpless: "Today's game has not been resumed..."

"Lie down for me. I'll go back and take them to replay. The nurse I found for you will be here soon." Cheng Ning got up and said, "Coach Huang, the monitor in front of the venue, has already gone to transfer. When you fainted, there was a car full of people." , I don’t know who leaked the news, now your Weibo and official blog are all blown up, you should respond quickly.”

Jiang He groaned, and gently closed his eyes.

The door was gently closed, Jiang He took out his mobile phone, opened the screen and glanced at it, the phone was overwhelmed by the news and quickly lost power, Jiang He first called his mother and said that he didn't need to come to the hospital and was out of danger.

In the next second, he received a call from Mother Jiang.

"mom."

"You want to kill me, don't you?"

"It's okay, Mom, I'm out of danger."

"I'm already on my way here, you also dare to eat anything, next time I'll see if you're still greedy."

"I'm not greedy, it's a gift from a fan."

"Fans can give you poisonous things to eat? What kind of heart, these people..."

"Mom, don't come, it's not serious, I've already returned to the base." Jiang He sniffed, and persuaded, "Jiang Yuan will be out of school later, and she won't even have to eat when she gets home, it's so pitiful .”

"you……"

"I've just arrived at the base, so I'll go back to my room to sleep, and I'll send you a WeChat message when I wake up, so I won't say anything."

He scrolled through WeChat slowly, there were so many condolence messages that he couldn't find Yuan Huanque's at once, he scrolled through it again and slid to the bottom, but he still didn't see Yuan Huanque's message.

Unwilling to give up, Jiang He opened the search and looked for his note. After clicking in, the two WeChat messages he received this morning were still in his mind, and there was no new news.

Jiang He pursed his lips lightly, exited and replied to Lan Lan's message, and then posted a photo on Weibo, which was the bright white ceiling of the hospital.

【Jiang He: Not dead. 】

There were so many comments and news on Weibo in an instant, Jiang He was slightly stunned, the whole world knew that he was admitted to the hospital, why didn't Yuan Huanque know.

The blue phone called at this time.

"Hello? What's going on? Fuck, it's scary."

"No big deal."

"Jiang He, you really want to scare us to death."

It was rare for Jiang He not to choke: "It's out of danger."

"Can you find out the source?"

"I'm checking, luckily I didn't eat before the game."

"Damn it!" Blue scolded, "You are a fucking lunatic, hurry up and give me a rest!"

He slightly closed his eyes, pressed the discomfort in his stomach, and squinted his eyes sideways.

Jiang He had been awake for almost an hour. He refused the white porridge brought by the nurse. He forgot to ask Cheng Ning just now what kind of operation he had, why his stomach was so uncomfortable, and the thought of eating made him feel sick to the point of vomiting. Jiang He Swallowing the bitterness in his throat lightly, he only felt that his irritability and sense of loss intensified.

Drowsiness and nausea were constantly intertwined, Jiang He even took medicine once during the period, and bitterness spread in his throat.

Suddenly, the phone under the pillow rang.

As if his heart had been knocked lightly on the door, Jiang He felt an unusually strong premonition, so he kept lying on his side until the phone rang for the second time, and then there was no more movement.

Jiang He sighed.

Fifteen minutes later, the door of the ward was slammed open.

Yuan Huanxuan has already arrived.

Jiang He maintained a motionless posture, Yuan Huanqian thought he was falling asleep, and eased the movement of closing the door with his hand, Jiang He suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "Go out first, I'm going to rest."

"Brother." Yuan Huan asked him.

Jiang He turned over and sat up, his hair was disheveled, his lips were pale, and there were a few touches of red at the end of his eyes. He was wearing the thin blue and white striped clothes of the hospital. He looked pitiful and defensive, staring at Yuan Huan questioned.

"Brother." He called again.

"Don't call me brother." Jiang He said, a sour feeling of grievance rose to the tip of his nose almost as soon as he opened his mouth, Jiang He paused, his eyes darkened.

"Is it still uncomfortable? Is it still painful?"

Jiang He didn't speak.

Yuan Huanxuan sat on the chair on his bed and said softly, "Lie down first, it's too cold to wear something like this."

Jiang He still didn't speak.

Yuan Huan Que pursed his lips, as if reaching out to touch Jiang He's forehead, but he stepped back to avoid it.

"Today I fell asleep after watching the game. I wanted to wake up and find you for dinner, but my phone was dead and turned off. I didn't receive a call from Lan. When I woke up, I saw your Weibo , It’s really scary.” Yuan Huanque explained in detail, “Your fans are all in a hurry, and I am also in a hurry, so I hurried to find you from the base, fortunately you are fine.”

"I didn't want to know so much." Jiang He narrowed his eyes slightly, covering up the turbulent emotions.

Yuan Huan Que leaned forward, stretched out his arms to embrace Jiang He, pulled him into his arms, and patted him on the back lightly: "You didn't want to know, I wanted to tell you."

Jiang He didn't push him away, and put his chin on Yuan Huan Que's shoulder, cursing in a hoarse voice: "You are very annoying."

At this moment, Jiang He is like a wounded little leopard curled up in a corner, licking his wounds, and opening his sharp teeth to scare people away when they approach.

But only Yuan Huanqian is not afraid of his sharp teeth.

"Yes, yes, I'm annoying." Yuan Huanqu coaxed patiently.

"You'd better never come."

"No, I wish I could come earlier."

"It doesn't matter how early you come," Jiang He said.

Yuan Huanqu patted Jiang He's frail back and comforted him.

"It's useful, I can vent your anger on you, make you laugh, and talk with you."

"You coax the child, I don't need it."

"I'm just kidding kids."

"You are the child."

"So kid, were you scared? The fear was stuffed into something else."

"..." Jiang He closed his eyes tightly, his wet eyelids covered his sore eyes, the tingling sensation caused made him tremble slightly, everyone was worried about whether he was okay, only Yuan Huan was worried about whether he was afraid .

afraid.

As long as that person was more courageous and more vicious, Jiang He might already be dead.

It's so scary, the word death is really deeply accompanied by life in a sense, and they are inseparable.

Jiang He didn't say a word, but his trembling breath made Yuan Huanqu feel the answer.

Yuan Huan's fingertips were also trembling slightly, Jiang He was too thin, he could easily be held in his arms, and he could feel his thin butterfly bones, as if a little force would break his wings.

After going through the moment so close to losing Jiang He, Yuan Huanqian was a little scared, he murmured: "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid."

"It's hard, it's so pitiful..."

Jiang He's throat stopped, and he felt even more pitiful and sad for a moment.

Yuan Huanque gently rubbed the back of Jiang He's neck with his thumb, the warm touch and the fast beating heart that was close to him made Yuan Huanque very real. They hugged each other quietly, as if time had slowed down down.

"are you hungry?"

"Uncomfortable." Jiang He came back to his senses, gently pushed Yuan Huanqian away, and a very bright red in his ears was also hidden under the quilt.

"Eat something if you feel uncomfortable." Yuan Huanqu tried to dig him out of the quilt, and asked patiently, "What do you want to eat?"

"Tell me quickly, or I'll buy plain porridge if you don't tell me."

"No porridge."

"What do you want?"

Jiang He muffled a sentence from the quilt: "Udon noodles."