Chapter 78 Choice

"Brother, what's wrong?"

This was the first time Yuan Zhuo saw Qi Ji distracted on the field. Even after the game was over, he never had a moment of trance, as if this was the only place in the world that could make him fully focused and excited.

He asked in confusion while resisting the urge to take pictures.

Yuan Zhuo's voice penetrated Qi Ji's chaotic consciousness and woke him up.

Coming back to his senses, he hid his right hand that was shaking with pain behind his body, and then tried his best to control his emotions and calm himself down.

"It's okay, let's go."

With that, MG and his team walked off the field, ready to accept interviews from various countries and media.

During the interview, Qi Ji felt that the piercing pain had passed, but the weaker pain kept coming intermittently, making Qi Ji miserable.

But after the interview, Qi Ji finally accepted that there was a high probability that something was wrong with his hand.

But why did this happen?

Why did this happen when he was only two BO5s away from the championship?

Couldn't he wait a little longer?

This must be a punishment for him, right?

Because not only did he fail to fulfill his promise to his parents, he also kept deceiving Yuan Zhuo and enjoying the love that didn't belong to him.

The pain and despair that penetrated deep into Qi Ji's bones were overwhelming him, almost making it impossible for him to breathe.

At this time, Yuan Zhuo, who had just finished the interview and came over to meet him, finally noticed something was wrong, but because Qi Ji's skin was originally fair and flawless, and he was used to being aloof and reserved, he didn't show anything wrong, so Yuan Zhuo only felt that he seemed a little dazed and his attention was not very focused.

But just this point alone was enough to make Yuan Zhuo nervous.

Regardless of being still in the stadium, he reached out and grabbed Qi Ji's right hand, and just wanted to ask him what was wrong.

Qi Ji suddenly pulled his hand away as if he was burned.

This had never happened before, and Yuan Zhuo was almost stunned on the spot.

Yuan Zhuo didn't actually use much force, but just the normal force was enough to make Qi Ji feel the piercing pain again. He couldn't help sweating on his forehead, panting slightly, and said to him in a very small voice.

"Yuan Zhuo, I have something to tell you alone."

Despite this fact that made him terrified and difficult to accept, Qi Ji managed to maintain his calmness for many years and his habit of solving problems as they occurred, and tried hard to solve this problem.

And without getting the final diagnosis, he still couldn't help but hold a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Qi Ji thought quickly in his mind. It was useless to hide this from Yuan Zhuo. Moreover, he had lived abroad for a long time and should be more familiar with the medical treatment here than he was. Therefore, if he wanted to solve the problem as quickly as possible, there was no need to waste time and energy to hide it from him.

Yuan Zhuo's heart couldn't help but skip a beat after Qi Ji suddenly dodged him and saw his serious and cold expression. He subconsciously began to recall whether he had done something wrong unconsciously and made him unhappy.

But on second thought, he felt that at such a critical moment in the world competition, Qi Ji, who put the competition and the championship first, would not make trouble at this juncture even if he was really unhappy.

Although he was confused, Yuan Zhuo immediately obeyed Qi Ji's words. After saying something to the team members, they hurried back to the hotel room.

As soon as he entered the room, he looked at Qi Ji cautiously.

"Wife, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"

Looking at Yuan Zhuo, who always thought he was wrong, Qi Ji's heart suddenly felt sour.

In addition, the pain in his wrist lasted for a long time and continued to make his emotions on the verge of collapse.

He took a deep breath and looked at Yuan Zhuo, his voice carrying fear and grievance that he was not aware of.

"Yuan Zhuo, my hand... may have a problem."

At this moment, Yuan Zhuo felt as if he had auditory hallucinations.

How is this possible?

He must have heard it wrong, right?

They all have regular physical examinations, and they have never heard of him having such serious injuries before?

But compared to believing and accepting the facts, he is more concerned about Qi Ji, who is extremely fragile at the moment.

Obviously, he didn't cry, nor did he show any other signs of collapse, but just looking at his slightly red eyes and trembling thin lips, his heart felt like a big hole was stabbed.

The moment he came to his senses, Yuan Zhuo avoided Qi Ji's hands and immediately hugged him in his arms, stroking his back and comforting him as he did in the past.

"It's okay, my dear. Don't be afraid. I'm here. I'm here."

If Qi Ji could rely on his strong willpower to control his nerves and emotions before, but the moment Yuan Zhuo held him tightly in his arms, Qi Ji's tears could not be held back. The fear and unwillingness in his heart were slowly suppressed by Yuan Zhuo's soothing and caressing.

But Qi Ji still felt miserable. He got up from Yuan Zhuo's arms, and asked Yuan Zhuo with a hoarse voice and tears, and seemed to be asking himself.

"Why, Yuan Zhuo? Why is it like this? Am I destined to never win the championship again?"

Or, he was not worthy of winning the championship again.

Qi Ji's words and extremely sad voice seemed to have turned into a stylish sword, piercing Yuan Zhuo directly.

He let go of Qi Ji with both heartache and anxiety, holding his face, wiping his tears with his fingertips, and speaking decisively.

"How could it be! This time, this time we will definitely win the championship again!"

Although he said this, Yuan Zhuo couldn't help but resent the unfairness of fate in his heart.

Why treat him like this?

He has been waiting for seven years, and finally waited for this opportunity. Why give him such a fatal blow when he was just about to take the lead?

But like Qi Ji, although his heart was full of reluctance, fear, and even a little resentment, Yuan Zhuo did not choose to give up.

He bent down and kissed Qi Ji's tears. He carefully held his uninjured hand and immediately took out his cell phone to call his father.

Not daring to delay for a second, he got straight to the point as soon as the call was connected.

"Dad, Qi Ji's hand is injured. Can you help arrange a doctor? We need it now."

If they go to a nearby hospital by themselves, not to mention that the news is likely to leak out, causing panic in the team, with the efficiency of medical treatment in Country M, by the time it is their turn, the world competition will be over.

So the best way now is to ask for help from their family. At this moment, Yuan Zhuo is also very fortunate that Qi Ji met his family before the game, and the result was very pleasant.

Sure enough, hearing what Yuan Zhuo said, Yuan's father made arrangements without saying a word.

"Okay, I'll send someone to pick you up later."

After hanging up the phone, Qi Ji and Yuan Zhuo sat on the bed, leaning on each other quietly, waiting.

Soon the people sent by Yuan's father arrived. After getting in the car, they were taken to a private airport and then immediately took a private plane to City N.

Two hours later, Qi Ji and Yuan Zhuo appeared in a luxurious and quiet private clinic in City N.

Although Qi Ji didn't know where this place was or who the doctor was, he believed that Yuan's father would find the best doctor for him within his ability and time. He was very grateful for this. Thinking of him, he couldn't help but look at Yuan Zhuo.

"Yuan Zhuo thanks you."

Qi Ji was a little dissatisfied that he still said thank you to him at this time, but Yuan Zhuo didn't dare to say anything. He just whispered a joke, wanting Qi Ji to relax as much as possible.

"Hey, if you really want to thank me, just marry me earlier, wife!"

Seeing that he was still trying to soothe his emotions at this time, Qi Ji's nose suddenly felt sore, and he quickly turned to the side, and then he held back the tears in his eyes.

If there is an afterlife, he will definitely only love Yuan Zhuo.

The nurse was already calling Qi Ji, and he stood up. He took a deep breath and stabilized his emotions.

Then, in the incredible gazes of Yuan Zhuo and the nurse, she bent down and kissed Yuan Zhuo lightly on the lips, and then left with the nurse.

Qi Ji's warmth and breath still remained on his lips. Yuan Zhuo's heart was pounding with joy, and he closed his eyes and prayed devoutly to God, hoping that his hand was okay.

...

Facts have proved that it is impossible for a person to have everything go smoothly in his life.

Soon the results of Qi Ji's examination came out. Looking at them, the doctor shook his head with some regret and said in English.

"Unfortunately, the diagnosis is explosive fatigue injury, and there is basically no possibility of recovery in the future."

After hearing this, although they were mentally prepared, Qi Ji and Yuan Zhuo's brains were still buzzing. Yuan Zhuo was even more unwilling to believe it and asked in fluent English.

"How is this possible? He didn't have obvious symptoms before!"

Faced with the excitement of the patient's family, MR Wood expressed his understanding, but as a world-class orthopedic expert, he believed in his own judgment.

"It is precisely because there were no symptoms before, and it suddenly broke out, leaving no room for maneuver."

But Yuan Zhuo still didn't want to believe this fact. He shook his head and looked at the doctor with a pale face.

"Is there really no way, doctor? We have money. As long as it can be cured, I am willing to pay any price."

The doctor who was invited to an emergency consultation in the middle of the night with a sky-high medical fee certainly knew how amazing the family background of the young Chinese in front of him was.

But unfortunately, this is not a problem of money.

Everyone is equal in front of the disease. Sometimes, even if you own the whole world, you can't defeat the disease.

He shook his head regretfully and continued to explain to the two young people.

"His injuries have been accumulating for too long. He didn't feel much in the past, but once they break out, there is no possibility of complete healing."

"My suggestion is that you must stop all activities that continue to injure your wrist, rest immediately and actively treat it, so that it will not affect your daily life in the future."

This premise is that they have enough money and energy, otherwise ordinary people can only live with such injuries for the rest of their lives.

Looking at the doctor's eyes full of pity and regret, Qi Ji's heart was immediately torn into pieces.

Does this mean... With a hoarse voice, he looked at the doctor with red eyes and unwilling to give up.

"Will I never be able to compete again, doctor?"

Looking at the desperate young man in front of him, even the doctor who had seen many life and death couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

But as a doctor, he must tell the patient the real situation.

"Unfortunately, it is like this, MR. QI."

At this moment, Qi Ji felt as if an endless tide suddenly surged and instantly annihilated him. His eyes were dark and his ears seemed to be blocked by something, as if he was disconnected from the whole world.

Such a result not only hit Qi Ji alone, but Yuan Zhuo was also devastated and in unbearable pain.

Especially when he saw Qi Ji sitting there like a rag doll that had lost its soul, Yuan Zhuo wished he could die for him at this moment.

But he couldn't really die, Qi Ji still needed him.

Regardless of the doctors and nurses still in front of him, he stood up and hugged Qi Ji in his arms, wanting to comfort him like he usually did, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know where to start, he just let himself hug him tightly, suppressing tears of pain.

However, the feeling of extreme pain is actually numbness. Coming back to his senses, Qi Ji gently broke away from Yuan Zhuo's embrace and looked at the doctor with a dull expression.

"Doctor, I still have two games to play. Is there any way to stop me from feeling pain temporarily?"

Of course there is a way, which is to simply and roughly use a strong blockade.

But the price is... after these two games, his hand may not be able to recover to a state that does not affect his normal life, and there is even a chance that he will be disabled.

Although he was reluctant, the doctor still told Qi Ji this method based on his professionalism.

"You can use a strong blockade, but it is best not to do so. This will further stimulate your damage and may cause irreparable consequences. The most serious is direct disability."

Irreparable consequences? Disability?

There was no need to save his life.

Ignoring Yuan Zhuo's shocked and panicked eyes, he stood up and looked at the doctor with a firm and sad look.

"Give me a closed-out, doc. I have to finish these two games."

Regardless of whether he wins the championship or not, he has to finish the last battle of his life.