The counterattack of the mid laner [E-sports]

It has been two days since the incident happened. Not only did Fu Mixiao show no signs of improvement, but the hand seemed to be getting worse. Although through the plaster, no one knew how Yi Cheng could see that it was getting worse, but Yi Cheng was very happy with it. He's more serious than that, no doubt about it!

Facts have proved that Young Master Yi has long left behind the common sense of "a hundred days of injury" and wished that Fu Mixiao's hands would return to normal when he woke up the next morning.

He didn't know what to do, so he went to the Internet to check the contents of tendon rupture.Of course, our Young Master Yi is not such an irrational person, he knows that online medical consultation is unreliable, so during the whole process of Fu Mixiao's consultation, he was present and listened to every doctor's conversation, even if he didn't understand.The doctor said that Fu Mixiao was treated in a timely manner, so the situation is still optimistic. As long as he follows the doctor's advice and actively cooperates with rehabilitation training, he can return to normal in two to three months.

Normal level... But Fu Mixiao is a professional player!It is estimated that it is not enough to return to normal levels.But Yi Cheng didn't dare to ask further, he was afraid of hearing the answer he didn't want to hear. On the other hand, he was also afraid that Fu Mixiao would collude with the doctor to lie to him.After all, this person had done something to sell himself behind his back to support the team's progress, and it was not impossible to tell such a lie because he was afraid that he would be sad.

Fu Mixiao won't retire because of this matter, right?That was a loss for the entire LPL, a loss for the entire e-sports world, and it happened that he, Yicheng, caused this loss.

He won't go to hell for it, will he?

It doesn't matter if he goes to hell, he's just afraid that Fu Mixiao will follow him when the time comes.

People, when they are free, they will inevitably think wildly. The more Yi Cheng thought about it, the more sad he became, as if Fu Mixiao would announce his retirement tomorrow, and he would be thrown into hell because of it the day after tomorrow. Fu Mixiao, who could have gone to heaven the day after tomorrow, chased him and told him What kind of nonsense like "going up to the poor and falling to the underworld, life and death are inseparable from each other".

Yi Cheng thought, Hell is not a good place, so please don't come with me.

The more he thought about it, the sadder he became. He couldn't control his emotions at all, and couldn't help sobbing. Fu Mixiao was sleeping at this time. He was afraid of waking others up, so he deliberately controlled the volume even when wiping his nose.

"Why are you crying again?"

A magnetic voice interrupted his sobs, and the guy who thought he was asleep was staring at him intently, and... still holding back a laugh.

Yi Cheng hurriedly wiped his face with his hands, wiped off all the little pearls and threw them aside, and said stiffly, "Who is crying! I didn't cry!"

However, his nasal voice is too strong, which is obviously the tone of crying, which is really unconvincing.

"That's right, you didn't cry, I did." Seeing his appearance, Fu Mixiao couldn't help but want to tease him.This doesn't seem very authentic. He started to flirt when he was feeling sad for himself, but he couldn't control it. Who told him that his little Chengzi is so cute, so just tease him a little bit, and put it away when he sees it. .

So, Fu Mixiao followed Yi Cheng's example, covered his face with his uninjured hand, and also twitched, even imitating his tone of voice on purpose.

"You still learn from me!"

Knowing that he was teasing him, Yi Cheng was so angry that his nose was almost crooked, and he swung a small fist and hit Fu Mixiao on the right shoulder.

"Hiss—" Fu Mixiao stopped imitating, hugged his shoulder with his left hand, his brows were tightly furrowed, his expression was very painful, and his body also tilted to Yi Cheng's side.

"pain……"

pain?Yi Cheng's eyes widened, and he didn't have time to think about where he hit him just now, so he hurried to help Fu Mixiao, rubbing his shoulders carefully, and tears welled up again, "Did it get hurt? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll call the doctor for you..."

Seeing that Yi Cheng was going to ring the bell to call the doctor, Fu Mixiao quickly stopped his movements, his expression returned to normal, and he grabbed Yi Cheng's wrist with his left hand.

"Hey...I'm kidding you." He pinched Yi Cheng's cheek, tears were still hanging on it, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

While he was talking, he wiped Yi Cheng's tears. The little man in front of him was crying pitifully, his eyes were red like a rabbit, and his chest was heaving up and down due to intense emotions, which made Fu Mixiao feel that he was even more cute.Sometimes Fu Mixiao feels that he is really a bad guy, he feels that his little mid laner has a special flavor when he cries, and if he can be under his body one day, his eyes will turn red...

This kind of imagination reminded him of that night four years ago, and he couldn't help but bring up the old thing again. Even though Yi Cheng had warned him not to bring up this matter again and again, he couldn't help it. After all, even if That night did not make it to the end, and it was also an unforgettable night in his life.

"You said you, why do you always like to cry? You will cry if you can't beat me, you will cry if you lose in a quarrel, you will cry if you make a mistake in the game, even four years ago..."

"Shut up!" Yi Cheng patted his hand away, glaring at Fu Mixiao like an angry little beast.He was really angry. Even though he was so worried about Fu Mixiao, this guy was laughing and joking, as if he didn't take it seriously, and even laughed at him for crying.He doesn't like to cry!wrong!So what if he loves to cry!Just cry!Just cry!

So annoying!

What's more, he kept mentioning the matter of him crying on the bed four years ago. What kind of honor is this?He must refute this guy fiercely today, otherwise this stain will accompany him for the rest of his life!

"Don't you know why I cried four years ago? Isn't it all because of you? You stabbed me in without any preparation! The pain is so painful! You still have the face to laugh at me?! You are so embarrassed do you?"

Because of his anger, his voice was very loud, and combined with the aggrieved and angry expression, his accusation was extra powerful.

Fu Mixiao was suddenly sent to the army, opened his mouth, and before he could think about how to answer him, he heard the crisp sound of the lunch box falling on the ground from the door of the ward.

"oops!"

"DLJ Nakano Ai's Radar" - Shen Xingchi quickly picked up the lunch box from the ground, and walked into the room with a smile, "Brother Xiao, Cheng...ah no, sister-in-law, I'll deliver the food for you, what, you guys are chatting , eat while it’s hot, don’t forget, I’m leaving!”

After finishing speaking, he quickly put the lunch box on the bedside table and ran away without looking back. Before leaving, he said, "I really didn't hear anything!"

He changed his name to sister-in-law, but he still hasn't heard anything, and Yicheng is not a three-year-old child, so ghosts would believe him!

Being interrupted like this, the conversation couldn't continue at all, the two looked at each other speechlessly, and in the end it was Fu Mixiao who broke the silence, "How about eating first?"

"Wife?"

Yicheng: ...

Wife, you big-headed ghost!

There is one more thing that makes Yicheng feel bad recently, it may make people laugh if it is said, but it is always in the throat for him, it is not very good.

It's not a big deal, and it has a bit of feudal color.

The horn button that Fu Mixiao had always regarded as a lucky thing was gone.Before he left, he deliberately went back to the scene to search, but naturally found nothing.

Reykjavik came to visit, lost a lucky item, and brought back Msi's championship trophy and Fu Mixiao's injured right hand.

The gains and losses in it are really hard to calculate, not to mention they don't have that time.

This year's summer regular season kicks off on June 6th. At that time, Fu Mixiao's plaster hadn't been removed, so he couldn't participate, and his replacement was Shaomai, who replaced Liu Ziye in last year's semifinals.

The miserable loss in the semi-finals last year made Shaomai more aware of the gap between himself and the starting players. Why is he a substitute and others are the starters?The reason is simple, he likes food.

Shaomai didn't expect that he would still have the chance to play. He thought that he would at least have to practice in the second team for a few more years. After all, Fu Mixiao was in good condition and didn't have any serious injuries. When the news of the training of the first team came, he was very surprised. After asking, he found out that Xiao Shen's hand was injured in Reykjavik, and he didn't know when it would be healed.

This made him very tangled, logically, he was happy to have the opportunity to play, but his opportunity was bought by his teammates' injuries, and he admired Fu Mixiao very much, so he inevitably felt heavy and worried.

His heaviness and worry became more serious after seeing the comments from netizens.Some netizens jokingly said that his siu mai was designed to defeat his own starting lineup. First he defeated Liu Ziye, causing him to suffer a recurrence of his upper back injury in the semi-finals, and later he defeated Fu Mixiao.They also made a comprehensive comparison of the combat power of the three of them, and came to a conclusion supported by data, that Fu Mixiao was stronger than Liu Ziye than Shaomai.

The most powerless thing is that they are right, there is no way to refute the siu mai.

This made Shaomai feel sad, and his heart was even heavier when he reported to the base.

"Here it is! Here it is!" Far away, Shaomai saw Shen Xingchi standing at the gate and waving to him. The two of them were fellow villagers, so their relationship was naturally closer.But Shen Xingchi is indeed more talented, otherwise he wouldn't be the starter and he would be the substitute.

Shen Xingchi was born to talk a lot, and his mouth kept babbling along the way, but the shomai kid was shy, and only answered a few sentences when Shen Xingchi asked questions, and listened carefully to him most of the time.

It was just eleven o'clock in the morning, according to their usual schedule, basically they hadn't gotten up yet, Shen Xingchi also got up from bed at ten o'clock for the first time in order to pick up the siu mai.

As a result, as soon as they entered the room, they saw someone sitting in the living room, holding a book and reading it with great interest. If they read it correctly, it seemed to be a book about acupressure.

Hearing the sound of luggage being dragged, Yi Cheng closed the book, raised his head, and nodded to Shaomai, "You're here."

Seeing his captain, Shaomai was both excited and a little nervous. He held the handle of the suitcase tightly and shouted excitedly, "Brother Cheng!"

Before Yi Cheng could respond to him, Shen Xingchi, who was standing beside him, patted the back of his head hard, and said, "You idiot, don't you know?"

"What's your name, Brother Cheng, quickly call me sister-in-law!"

Shaomai looked at Shen Xingchi in confusion. The amount of information was too much for him to understand for a while. Before Shen Xingchi could explain to him, Yi Cheng, who was sitting on the sofa, gave Shen Xingchi a vicious look and said, "Shen Xingchi It's too late, are you finished?"

……

On the other end, Fu Mixiao, who hadn't removed the plaster cast, was listening to several professional rehabilitation therapists making a rehabilitation training plan for himself.After a while, he'll be able to have his cast removed, and then he'll begin the long journey of recovery.

After the leading doctor finished speaking, he patted him on the shoulder, "You don't need to have any psychological burden, we are all professionally trained, you just need to do your best."

Fu Mixiao smiled, but he didn't agree with the doctor's words. He propped his chin with his good left hand, tilted his head to look out the window, focused his eyes on the distance, and opened his mouth slowly.

"I'm not trying to do my best, I have to recover quickly."

"Otherwise he'll blame himself," he said.

The author has something to say:

Fu Mixiao: ...He said that my skills are not good, and I feel sad.

Yi Cheng: Hmph!You are not good at technology!Otherwise I wouldn't cry in bed!

Later, on Bed.

Fu Mixiao: My skills are not good?

Yi Cheng: Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

This chapter is a transitional chapter, the next chapter will start the summer season. Without Xiaoshen, the regular season of the summer season will not be too long. Don't worry, my friends, he will be back in the playoffs!