Thinking of this, Xiang Fei took a deep breath and rubbed his hands to relax his whole body. When the door in front of me is not the hospital ward, but the team training room that came and went freely two years ago, my heart is not so nervous.

The female nurse raised her hand and looked at her watch, then whispered to Xiang Fei: "Don't stay too long when you go in, a doctor will come over in fifteen minutes, and I will knock on the door to remind you when it's time to leave." ”

"Thank you!" Xiang Fei clasped his hands together gratefully and saluted her.

The female nurse was embarrassed by his exaggerated gesture of thanks, bowed her head shyly, reached out and knocked lightly on the door, and said softly, "Hello Miss Zhuang, someone has come to visit." ”

There was silence on the other side of the door, as if no one was in the room.

Xiang Fei looked at the female nurse nervously, remembering that the little nurse at the consultation desk just now said that visits were forbidden in the morning, most likely because the patients got up late in the morning. He didn't want to disturb Zhuang Ning's rest, and was about to tell the female nurse to come back to visit in the afternoon, when he finally heard a vague answer through the door: "Please come in." ”

The female nurse took out her work card and verified her identity on the door lock, opened the door of the ward with a thud, and motioned for Xiang Fei to enter by herself. Xiang Fei nodded at her again to show his gratitude, took out a cheeky posture when he explained, made up his mind that what he came would be safe, and strode into the ward, and the door closed behind him with a click.

The room is divided into two areas, the inside and the outside, by a curtain for visitors to hang their clothes, foot coverings and masks. The inner room is where the patient lives.

Through the isolation curtain, Zhuang Ning only vaguely saw the figure of a tall man looming at the edge of the curtain, but he didn't see him coming for a long time. Feeling strange for a moment, he asked, "Who is it?" ”

The man on the other side of the curtain shook slightly, but did not answer. seems to be intent on guessing a dumb riddle with her, or hesitating how to introduce himself, but still hasn't shown up.

Zhuang Ning carefully looked at the person's figure and felt that his height did not look like that of the people in the team. The news of his admission to the hospital should not be known to anyone other than the organizing committee and the team, and if the organizer or the team came to visit him, he would not be so sneaky.

Knowing that I am in the hospital, I should also be a member of the organizing committee. But he will come to see me alone early in the morning, with such a height, and so sneaky, I'm afraid there is only-

Thinking about it, her expression suddenly became more solemn, and a name came to mind, and she asked in a low voice in disbelief, "Is it Xiang Fei?" ”

"Alas, it's not a loss, it's just smart." The people behind the curtain immediately burst into admiration.

The [Infernal Ning] in this sentence is the character ID used by Zhuang Ning when he joined the Infernal Clan before, and as soon as this sentence came out, the identity of the person who came was directly clarified, and Zhuang Ning's face became even more ugly.

Xiang Fei's tall figure slowly walked out from behind the curtain, although he had already pasted a few layers of cheeky skin on himself outside the door, he still felt a little embarrassed with his empty hands at the moment, so he simply put his hand into his coat pocket, and his eyes never looked at Zhuang Ning's side, but just walked away at his feet.

"What are you doing here?" For his simple praise, Zhuang Ning didn't buy it, and asked coldly.

"Uh, let's see how you're doing." Xiang Fei gradually approached the hospital bed, but he strongly felt her aura of resistance, so he had to stop in place. Now that the second sentence has been taken, it really seems to be weak and rude if you don't look at the other party. He forced himself to raise his head, and immediately met Zhuang Ning's cold gaze.

"Then let's see."

After Zhuang Ning finished speaking, he ignored him, reached out and pulled the iPad stand beside the bed, just blocking Xiang Fei in front of him. She slid her tablet with her left hand to browse Weibo, cutting off the invisible network from the two and refusing to communicate.

Xiang Fei knew that when she saw Zhuang Ning's appearance, her temper had risen, but the advantage of playing with a tablet was that the aura that rejected people thousands of miles away instantly weakened a lot. He walked to Zhuang Ning's side after shaking two steps, took a closer look at her right wrist exposed from the cuffs, and found that there were some red and swollen marks there, and couldn't help but sigh heavily.

"Your hand...... Have you made an old mistake? Xiang Fei asked with concern.

"If you're here to see the joke, please go out and go downstairs to Tongtang Street, find a cross talk hall and buy a ticket to sit in and laugh, don't bother me." Zhuang Ning spoke very quickly, but his words were also as humorous as Xiang Fei, the difference was that this kind of humor was mixed with a chill that was cold to the bones.

"Didn't you say that you won't compete anymore, why don't you be obedient?"

Xiang Fei didn't care about her cold humor, just looked at the hand that had just been subconsciously hidden in the quilt. Those deep eyes scanned the painful part of the wrist through the quilt like an X-ray, and marked a diagnosis that is familiar to all competitors [carpal tunnel syndrome].

Two years ago, when the Infernal team was training, Xiang Fei found that Zhuang Ning often subconsciously rubbed his right wrist. After playing the competition for so many years, when I saw her have such movements, I immediately noticed that this was the first symptom of the so-called mouse hand. Directly canceled all her training plans and went to the hospital for treatment.

When the diagnosis was made, it was the same result as Xiang Fei expected, a slight wrist strain. Although it is only mild, it is still not possible to use the keyboard and mouse for a long time, and you must pay attention to rest and massage. Otherwise, it will develop more and more severely, and even lead to atrophy of the thenar muscles. There is currently no very good treatment for this disease, and if it is severe, surgery is the only way to go.

Since then, Xiang Fei has stopped letting Zhuang Ning participate in the competition, allowing her to take care of her wrists with peace of mind, but it has caused the heaviest quarrel between the two since they met. Subsequently, Xiang Fei suddenly disappeared, leaving only the news that the Infernal Clan announced its disbandment.

"Your life is being manipulated by others, do you want to control other people's lives?" Zhuang Ning rolled up his eyes and glared at Xiang Fei in displeasure, "Please go out, otherwise I will ring the call bell." ”

"Is it necessary to have surgery this time?" Xiang Fei continued to ask.

"It's not about you." Zhuang Ning said that his right hand had slowly moved to the call bell at the head of the bed, threatening, "If you don't go, I'll really press it." ”

"If you want to have surgery, you should retire and recuperate."

"I'm going to keep leading the team because I'm not going to be as untrustworthy as you are."

"I'll admit I lost, and I lost badly, so don't push yourself anymore, okay?" Xiang Fei lowered his head heavily, like a schoolboy who had done something wrong admitting his mistake. The usually cheerful and sunny voice has now become like a vicissitudes of life, with a feeble begging in his words.