licked a small tit

Before handing the ice cola to Bo Ye, Lan Zeng shook it vigorously. It was just for fun and to play tricks on the other party, but he ignored the danger of this move.

During the shaking process, the carbon dioxide in the tank will scramble to release, and the pressure inside the tank will increase accordingly. Therefore, the moment Bo Ye pulls the ring, the tank body will burst easily, just like an overblown balloon that explodes.

White foam gushed out of the burst can and quietly flowed down the floor tiles.

The movement at this table immediately attracted the attention of the people nearby. The guests gathered around, making bursts of surprise, and many of them took out their mobile phones to make calls.

Shen Qiu came over after hearing the commotion, pushed aside the crowd, and saw Bo Ye leaning back on a chair with a pale face, with his head lowered, and Tang Zhi squatting in front of him.

"What's the matter..." When he got closer, he could see clearly his hanging right hand, blood dripped down and mixed into a puddle of caramel-colored liquid on the ground.

Shen Qiu's brain swelled several times in an instant, and the dizziness almost knocked him down.

He supported the back of the tall and thin chair beside him, struggling to breathe, and murmured: "Come... someone..."

The sponsor was efficient, and soon, the nearby ambulance team rushed to the scene.

Bo Ye got into the ambulance, and Tang Zhi followed.

Zhou Ming supported Shen Qiu, who had weak legs and feet, and followed behind.

Bei Dahai, Bai Xuan and Yun Jialuo also boarded the car, but were stopped by Zhou Ming: "It's useless to go too many people, stay here."

"Afternoon exhibition game..."

"Your mother in an exhibition competition!!!" As soon as Bo Ye opened his mouth, Shen Qiu angrily yelled back.

Blindly looking away, Bo Ye didn't speak.

Seeing his right hand being cleaned by the female doctor, Shen Qiu calmed down, his eyes were hot, and he waved to the people outside the car: "Wait for the news."

The rear door of the ambulance was pulled shut from the inside.

Watching the car leave, Bei Dahai turned around, tore off the tie that made him breathless, and said in a trembling voice, "Go, take a taxi."

In the ambulance, the doctor was dragging Bo Ye's right hand to clean the wound.

The disinfectant was irritating to a certain extent, and Bo Ye's wrist would occasionally twitch uncontrollably.

Tang Zhi saw it, and his heart twitched.

As the bloodstains were cleaned up, the open wound gradually became clear.The index finger was particularly badly injured. The flesh under the skin and the bone under the flesh were exposed next to the proximal phalanx.

Zhou Ming turned his face to look in front of the car, gritted his teeth silently.

Shen Qiu continued to sniff, and contacted everywhere with his mobile phone, but his mind was in chaos and he had no clue who to contact in the end.

Wiping his eyes, Tang Zhi tried his best to suppress the impulse, not daring to make a sound, the mess is enough now, he can't add any more trouble.

At this moment, a cold hand rubbed against his right cheek: "It's okay, don't be sad."

There was an 8 cm cut across the palm of Bo Ye's left hand, which was bleeding, so he couldn't touch him.

Tang Zhi raised his eyes and looked to the side, seeing that his forehead was covered with cold sweat, but he was still smiling lightly to comfort himself.

Sobbing softly, his eyes were red, and he took out the square towel in his pocket to wipe his sweat.

The luncheon ended hastily due to an accident, and many teams present sighed, full of sympathy for the captain of the championship team.No one understands the importance of hands to e-sports players better than them. Once irreparable damage is left, the career is equivalent to the end.At the same time, there are also many people who are selfishly glad that they were not the ones who were injured, and they feel scared for a while just thinking about such a scene.

The crowd gradually dispersed, preparing for the charity exhibition game in the afternoon.

Only Lan was still standing there, looking at the direction of the ambulance, until a man stood beside him and whispered a few words to him.

Turning around and plunged into the man's arms, he shed tears of self-blame: "どうしよう..." (What should I do...)

When Bei Dahai and his party arrived at the local hospital, Bo Ye was undergoing debridement surgery.

Shen Qiu answered the phone on the stairs, and when he arrived at the hospital, the calls from his cell phone never stopped.

Almost as soon as the accident happened, the news that "a well-known Chinese e-sports player was injured in the right hand" spread out, and it caused a huge reaction when it spread to China.

He has filtered the calls from sponsors and the media, and is discussing the follow-up countermeasures with the headquarters.

In the bright corridor, only Zhou Ming and Tang Zhi were left standing alone.

"How is Bo Ye?" Bei Dahai asked when he came up.

Zhou Ming: "The right index finger was the most seriously injured. Fortunately, the phalanx was not injured. The wound is being debrided and sutured. During the operation, the conditions of the tendons and nerves will be checked."

So I'm still waiting for the doctor's reply.

"Fuck!" Bei Haihai slammed the glass wall back hard, and he was so bored, "The index finger is useless..."

Facing Tang Zhi's gaze, he stopped abruptly. The boy's originally clear eyes were as red as rabbits, and he had obviously cried before he realized that no one was feeling well, and he would not say anything if he was too frustrated.

Patting Bei Haihai's shoulder, Bai Xuan sighed softly, not knowing what to say, all he can do now is to comfort each other.

Bo Ye's operation continued until mid-afternoon. When he was pushed out in a wheelchair, his right hand was wrapped with a bandage and rested on the armrest.

After looking around, everyone was there, everyone looked nervous, and he smiled wearily: "As for it? Minor surgery, those who don't know think I'm a paraplegic."

"Bah!" Shen Qiu felt that his words were insignificant, "Crow's mouth."

Seeing that he was still skinny, everyone breathed a sigh of relief for the time being, and looked at the male doctor who came out.Tang Zhi took the wheelchair from the nurse and pushed Bo Ye aside.

"Doctor, how bad is his hand?" Shen Qiu went up to meet him, and asked urgently.

The German doctor spread his hands and looked around, trying to find someone who could understand German among the group of foreigners.

"I'll come, I'll come." The accompanying interpreter Liu came over half an hour ago, and now he finally has a place to use.

He relayed Shen Qiu's words to the doctor.

The doctor raised his right hand, facing them with the back of his hand, and with the other hand, he gestured back and forth between the near phalanx of the index finger and the line of the wrist, while cooperating with the explanation.

Classmate Liu tried hard to translate clearly, but some medical terms were too professional, and his knowledge reserves were insufficient, so he was a little bit powerless, so he stuttered: "There is no problem with the muscles... tendons and nerves, but stretching... stretching... The muscle retinaculum is slightly damaged, and the extensor retinaculum is the accessory... accessory ligament of the tendon, and they work together to make the flexion movement..."

Having said that, the doctor bent his index finger at them.

"Therefore, Mr. Bo will find it difficult to bend his index finger for a long time. We can't guarantee how far it will recover, but we can be sure that there is no need for any surgery. If the pain occurs in the next 40 days, it can be closed... closed treatment."

After hearing the doctor's words, everyone's hearts sank, and their faces couldn't look any better.

Tang Zhi squatted in front of Bo Ye, holding his left hand, gently stroking the gauze in his palm with his fingertips, with a calm expression.

"Doctor, I want to ask..." Shen Qiu looked at Bo Ye hesitantly, lowered his voice, and asked the most practical question: "In the future, can he still be a professional e-sports player?"

Feeling the man's hand stiffen, Tang Zhi raised his eyes to look at him.

Leaking his emotions, Bo Ye gave him a concealed smile, raised his left hand and scratched the boy's chin, not knowing who he was trying to appease.

Classmate Liu translated at the same time: "Everything is unknown. Whether you can recover or not depends on the effect of recovery, but before you fully recover, please do not use your right hand excessively, especially if you cannot bear weight."

Leaving such an ambiguous answer, the doctor led the team and left first.

He had to stay in the hospital for observation for 24 hours after the operation. After sending Bo Ye to the single room ward, they gathered around the bed with solemn faces, each thinking about his own thoughts.

Bo Ye leaned on the bed, and Tang Zhi helped him put two pillows behind his waist.

"Don't make a sad face, it's bad luck." Bo Ye gets tired easily after the pain, rubbed the center of his brows, pulled himself together, and said, "Since everyone is gathered, let's talk about tomorrow's game."

Zhou Ming is not very optimistic: "There is no doubt that Candi will play. The key now is the lack of a command position. Who will replace him?"

He glanced at the few remaining members of the first team, and finally fixed his gaze on Bei Dahai.

In his heart, Bei Dahai and Bai Xuan would be the safest choice. After all, they have rich experience in actual combat, and they have been on the same team with Bo Ye for so many years, so they are more familiar with his style.

"Nominate Candi."

Before the people in the first team could speak, Bo Ye lazily raised his left hand.

Tang Zhi looked at him, except for the redness in his eyes, there was no emotion on his face.

Shen Qiu didn't care about tomorrow's game anymore, he only cared about Bo Ye's hand now.

He turned his back and paced to the window, expressing that he would not express any opinions.

Bei Dahai and Bai Xuan looked at each other, showing nothing on the surface, but they both felt that Bo Ye's suggestion was very risky.

"As long as there is a command." Looking at everyone, Yun Jialuo whispered: "I have no objection."

Zhou Ming supported the guardrail at the end of the bed, looked directly at Bo Ye: "Are you sure? You are responsible for your nomination."

Bo Ye nodded: "100%."

"Candi, what do you think." Zhou Ming looked at Tang Zhi.

Tang Zhi said indifferently: "Obey the arrangement."

"Okay, the meeting is over." Bo Ye waved his left hand, rushing away the guests, "I'm sleepy."

A group of people went out one by one, and Tang Zhi was the last to close the door.

Going downstairs, at the entrance of the hospital, Tang Zhi stood still on the steps and said, "I'll stay with him tonight and go back tomorrow morning."

"You have a match tomorrow, so I'll take care of people." Shen Qiu disagreed, and wanted him to rest in the hotel, "You follow back."

Tang Zhi was firm: "Please let me stay with him, otherwise I will worry all night."

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, hesitating.

Tang Zhi sighed and bowed deeply: "Please."

"Don't, don't, don't." Bei Dahai panicked, "Candi, why are you bowing to us?"

"I'll go back and get a change of clothes for you." Shen Qiu had no choice but to compromise.

On the car going back, Bei Dahai, Bai Xuan and Yun Jialuo's mobile phones vibrated at the same time.

The three picked it up and saw that it was Bo Ye's group message.

[Bo Ye: I used to have a headache when I met a player like Candi, because he often disobeyed and insisted on his own ideas during the game, but later found that every time he deviated from the track, he could open up a new situation on the field. One exception.The most critical point is that he knows how to unite his teammates. In his heart, the team comes first.Believe me, Candi can handle the command position and probably do it better than me. 】

Bei Dahai and Bai Xuan understood that Bo Ye specially sent a text message to explain because he was afraid that they would feel uncomfortable.

"After being reminded like this, I think of Candi's performance in the qualifiers. It was really not bad." Bai Xuan sighed.

Bei Dahai was replying to the text message on the side, muttering in his mouth when typing: "Hands are inconvenient...just...don't type..."

Before pressing send, Bo Ye sent another message.

[Bo Ye: PS. I will leave my baby to everyone, and keep the first 98K in the opening game, okay~]

The three of them watched it, and collectively felt chills.

Tang Zhi packed dinner from a restaurant near the hospital and took it home.

After getting out of the elevator, I looked up and saw two people waiting at the door of the ward.

Seeing him, Lan stood upright, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly with one hand, and touched the tall man beside him with the other.

Tang Zhi paused, pursed his lips, and walked forward.

After approaching, the man faced him with a gentle attitude, intending to communicate in English: "Hello, Candi, I am..."

Tang Zhi interrupted him and said directly in Japanese: "I can speak Japanese, so I can speak directly."

The man was surprised by the authenticity of his tone of voice, and couldn't help but doubt his nationality, but now is not the time to think about it.

"I'm Kazuya Miyazaki." He pointed to the side, "This is Lan, we're here to apologize to Light in person."

Tang Zhi stood in front of the door, blocking them invisibly: "He's resting now, so it's inconvenient to be disturbed."

Miyazaki Kazuya nodded to express his understanding, and asked with concern, "How is Light's current situation?"

Looking at Lan who shrank by his side, Tang Zhi said, "Mr. Miyazaki, shouldn't someone who has done something wrong ask such a question?"

Being speechless by what he said, Miyazaki had no choice but to push out the person who did something wrong.

For some reason, Lan was inexplicably afraid of Tang Zhi, feeling that his expression was very unfriendly.

He bowed, and unconsciously raised his voice to cheer himself up: "I'm really sorry! My behavior hurt Light, and I really want to know, how is his hand doing now?"

Tang Zhi looked at him without speaking.

Swallowing her saliva, Lan continued on her own: "He also has already contacted the best medical team in Germany. If necessary, he can be transferred to another hospital at any time. We will bear all the expenses and expenses. As long as... as long as I can make up for Light, I will Willing to give all resources."

Tang Zhi: "Are you willing to do anything?"

Blue nodded earnestly.

Glancing at his wrist, Tang Zhi said coldly, "I want your right hand, can I give it?"

Lan was stunned.

Miyazaki reacted first, and put Lan behind him, looking worried: "Candi, we came here with sincerity, and we want to do our best to help Light, and please pay attention to the way you speak."

Tang Zhi looked directly at him, and said clearly: "If you think my way of speaking is rude, I'm sorry, but I have to make one thing clear to you. If Light can't return to its original state, Lan's right hand will be destroyed by all means. destroy."

He added: "My personal plan has nothing to do with Light."

Miyazaki got angry when he heard it, and was so excited by him that he lost his demeanor: "Who do you think you are? Do you have the right to express your attitude for Light? Why should we listen to you? It's too arrogant."

Lan grabbed him from behind, afraid that he would lose control.

Tang Zhi held the doorknob back with one hand, feeling that there was nothing more to talk about, and was about to end the conversation: "I want to apologize to Light, let's find a time another day, he will forgive Lan."

Turning around, he stopped when he was about to open the door.

In the corridor, Miyazaki was still angry, Lan held his hand and comforted him silently.

At this time, they heard a clear and calm young voice: "I am Light's lover, I have no right to express my attitude for him, and I have never thought of expressing my attitude for him."

"Someone hurt my most important person, then it becomes a private matter between me and that person, so I have the right to tell you my true thoughts."

"Because of my ridiculous childish behavior, I lost Light's future." Tang Zhi raised his face slightly, tears welling in his eyes, "This kind of thing will never be forgiven."

"Mr. Miyazaki, if someone hurts Lan like this, maybe you want more than just his right hand."

He finally said: "Pray, as long as Light is fine, I won't pursue it."

After the boy opened the door and went in, Lan and Miyazaki stood there for a long time.

Miyazaki pulled Lan's right hand to calm down because of Tang Zhi's words.

"No wonder you are afraid of him." Miyazaki said, "Avoid any contact with him in the future."

Lan was a little nervous: "Are you really going to break my right hand?"

"How is it possible? Teenagers are just pretending to be cool by talking big." Miyazaki stroked his thin white wrist, "But he reminds me of someone."

"Who?"

Miyazaki thought for a moment, then shook his head: "It's okay, as long as his surname is not Yamamoto, nothing will happen."

In the evening, the setting sun shines into the room, dyeing everything a warm orange.

Tang Zhi put the bag on the cabinet next to the door, and walked in with a soft voice.When he came to the hospital bed, Bo Ye was sleeping with his right hand flat on his side.

Looking at the man's peaceful sleeping face, the emotions aroused by Miyazaki and Lan gradually calmed down.

Wiping the corners of her eyes, she was about to mop a chair and sit down beside the bed when her hands were grabbed.

Tang Zhi was startled, and looked at the person on the bed.

In the ambiguous light, Bo Ye struggled to open his eyes, looking extremely sleepy, with a hoarse voice: "Little brother, are you from a crooked country?"

Tang Zhi: "..."