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"Wait for me." Xu Jiangtong went to the bathroom and twisted a hot towel, and put the medicine box on the coffee table.

"It's not a new injury, it's just that I've been training a lot recently." Tao Xihong was still trying to explain, "Look, I can still run and jump."

It's a pity that such words can't comfort Xu Jiangtong at all.He put a cushion on his thigh to support Tao Xihong's right foot: "There are many ligaments in the ankle joint, which support and protect each other. Most patients can walk normally after being sprained without violent collisions." .”

"But Tao Xihong, you are different." He applied a hot towel to his swollen ankle. "The secondary attacker has to block and smash the ball. He is the most jumping character in the team. The pressure you bear when you land is physical. Two to three times, if the ankle is not well supported, it's easy to sprain repeatedly."

"Hiss—" Tao Xihong frowned in pain, bit his lip and endured it for a long time, begging for mercy repeatedly, "Honey, take it easy."

Xu Jiangtong glanced at him: "It's so serious, I still hold back."

"Your health is not good yet, how can I let you worry."

Xu Jiangtong touched the bones around his inner and outer ankles again: "Does this place hurt?"

Tao Xihong shook his head.

It appears to be just a relapse of an ordinary old injury.Xu Jiangtong did not relax at all, because this kind of injury cannot be operated on, and most doctors would recommend conservative treatment and let them reduce their activities.

But times are changing rapidly, and no one will wait for a professional athlete to recover slowly.If you want to achieve results, you must move forward with a heavy burden of injuries.

"I'll accompany you to see a doctor after this week's game." Xu Jiangtong choked out a sentence after a long time, "We must intervene in treatment as soon as possible."

"Thank you, wife." Tao Xihong absently replied.

In fact, he knows this question better than anyone else.After learning volleyball, Tao Xihong is always the first to learn no matter what moves.He knew he had to do better than others to make up for those inherent gaps.

But fate just likes to joke with him.The National Youth Volleyball League three years ago was an opportunity for everyone to get into the youth training team.As the youngest starter in the team, Tao Xihong has a lot of attention.

However, just when everyone was expecting his wonderful performance, Tao Xihong was stepped on by his teammates in a double block confrontation.

That's right, it was none other than his teammate who grew up with him day and night and kept calling him "Brother".

The moment he fell to the ground, he was almost unable to move in pain.Tao Xihong's consciousness was still blank until he was carried off the field on a stretcher.

He would rather make a mistake than accept the reality of being betrayed by his teammates, and cried all the way when he was taken to the hospital by ambulance.

The ligament is torn, and if you put a plaster cast on it and rest, it won't heal in half a year.

He later withdrew from the city team.

At the critical moment, Ji Xiangdi gave him an idea to let him participate in the selection of high-level athletes and take the road of lowering the score in the college entrance examination.But Tao Xihong didn't go to school much after graduating from junior high school, and his English was so poor that he couldn't pass the undergraduate course.

Faced with the only way out, Tao Xihong had no choice but to fill in the sky with Nuwa in the textbook. In the end, when he failed in English, he got [-] points by relying on mathematics and comprehensive science.

No matter how many years have passed, Tao Xihong's chest will always feel painful every time he thinks back to those dark days.

"Do you have any other plans?" Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Xu Jiangtong asked.

"I don't know..." Tao Xihong's voice trembled, and thousands of grievances he had suffered frantically flooded into his mind.He grabbed Xu Jiangtong's clothes and buried him on his shoulder, sobbing softly.

"Little Tao?" Xu Jiangtong straightened his back in fright.

Tao Xihong wiped his face indiscriminately, lying on his body and whimpering indistinctly.

"Don't be like this," Xu Jiangtong grabbed his left shoulder and patted him lightly a few times, "I will accompany you."

But Xu Jiangtong couldn't do anything except comfort him.Just like when Tao Xihong saw him in pain, he felt endless exhaustion in his heart.

Facing his beloved little boy, Xu Jiangtong couldn't say an understatement like "It's okay, don't worry, I'll accompany you in the surgery".He couldn't bear to see Tao Xihong suffer a little injury, even if it was a trace of an old injury recurring, his heart ached like a knife.

But he couldn't persuade Tao Xihong to give up.Because he knows that Tao Xihong is an unstoppable lion, and he belongs to the court.

The line of sight can't help being a little blurred.Xu Jiangtong took a breath, leaned over and opened the drawer, and took out a box of milky white paint from it.

"This is?" Tao Xihong raised his head and looked at him with eyes red from crying.

Xu Jiangtong rubbed the paint pot in his hand, and said slowly: "I remember the first time we had a quarrel, you asked me 'Can people make up for mistakes', now I will tell you the answer."

After speaking, he stuffed the box of paint into Tao Xihong's hand.

"White contains all the colors in the spectrum, and has the highest brightness in visible light. After mixing with other pigments, you can adjust the hue, increase the highlights, and repair the wrong places on the screen."

Tao Xihong held the small jar of white paint in a daze, he didn't expect that the angry words he said casually would be remembered by him for several months.

Xu Jiangtong continued: "No one is born knowing what they can do. I have always believed that certain choices can be modified. Now the tools are in your hands—"

"I want you to be the brightest color on the court."

The last sentence is as gentle as a beam of all-encompassing light in the world.

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Maybe Xiaotao should be tagged with a crying bag.Look, my wife gave you a token of love!