Chapter 808 Bloody Storm (Part 1)
Since its founding, the myq team has rapidly risen in the esports world. They've participated in countless tournaments, both large and small, without a single loss. This success has already sparked envy among many, especially fans of other domestic teams. While they admire myq, they also secretly hope someone will dethrone them.
And now, Thor's consecutive mistakes have given them an opportunity.
Even before the group stage concluded, the Chinese internet was already ablaze with gory rumors. Unscrupulous media outlets and marketing accounts, seeking to attract attention, used all sorts of exaggerated and false terms, disparaging MYQ as if it were destined for a crushing defeat.
Those rival esports fans and haters who were jealous of myq, as well as Ruan Qi's haters, also began to criticize myq online, accusing myq of bringing shame to the country.
By the time Ruan Qi and his group returned to the hotel from the competition, the online cursing had already ended.
Jin Yuanbao, who likes surfing the Internet, cursed with a grim expression after reading the comments on Weibo.
"Isn't it just a few mistakes? What esports player hasn't made mistakes? Why don't they scold other esports players for making mistakes, but Thor gets scolded like crazy for making mistakes? This is so hypocritical!"
"Normal." Liu Wanwan smiled coldly. "Myq has been on a pedestal for too long. Those people treat us like gods. How can gods make mistakes? Even gods eat by drinking dew. Mistakes are unacceptable."
Qian Duo: "There are many unscrupulous media outlets and marketing accounts in China that are trying to stir up trouble. To attract traffic, their words are bound to be unpleasant. Stop checking Weibo all the time. Focusing on the competition is the most important thing."
Jin Yuanbao curled his lips, said "hmm" reluctantly, and looked up at Lei Yao who was sitting alone on the single sofa.
Lei Yao had been silent since the match ended. Normally calm and composed like a patriarch, he now had his head drooped, his entire body filled with dejection.
Jin Yuanbao looked at him, opened his mouth, and winked at Qian Duo.
"Who will comfort him?" he said silently.
Qian Duo glanced at Lei Yao, shook his head, and made a gesture to Jin Yuanbao to keep quiet.
Seeing Qian Duo not moving, Jin Yuanbao got a little anxious and frantically lip-synced to him: "Where's Xiaoqi? Lei Shen listens to Xiaoqi the most. Ask her to comfort him!"
"Xiao Qi..." Qian Duo was about to speak when the bedroom door suddenly opened.
Ruan Qi walked out of the bedroom carrying a medicine box.
She walked straight to Lei Yao, pulled over a small stool and sat down, patting his leg, "Give me your hand."
Lei Yao pursed his lips, hesitant: "Xiao Qi..."
"Don't talk nonsense." Ruan Qi opened her eyes wide and glared at him, "Give me your hand quickly."
Lei Yao compromised and silently extended his hand.
Ruan Qi unfolded the needle bag and quickly inserted silver needles into his wrist.
The sharp needle pierced his skin, and the pain instantly spread from his wrist to his entire arm. Lei Yao frowned in pain, and his already pale face turned even paler.
"The group stage lasts for eight days. We've finished today, so we have seven more days to rest. Rest well during these seven days, and I'll definitely heal your hand." Ruan Qi gave him psychological counseling while doing the acupuncture. "Don't listen to or read what's said online. You're playing for yourself and for myq, not for those keyboard warriors online. Whatever they say or curse at you has nothing to do with you."
People with a strong sense of responsibility tend to take the blame for their mistakes. Lei Yao is a worrier on a daily basis, and he made so many mistakes today that he probably wants to die to atone for his sins.
"It's common for esports players to make mistakes. You're human, not a god. It's arrogant to think you have to be perfect at everything."
Lei Yao understood what Ruan Qi said, but he still felt extremely guilty.
"If I hadn't been so clever as to conceal my illness, my treatment wouldn't have been delayed, and the competition wouldn't have been affected..."
"Well, you were wrong about this." Ruan Qi finished inserting the last needle, closed the medicine box, and looked up at him. "Your mistake was taking everything on yourself. I know you're worried that your injury will affect everyone, but Wanwan and the others aren't children anymore. They're adults with resilience. If they let something like this affect their emotions, then all their competitions over the years would have been in vain."
This statement was unanimously agreed by everyone.
Jin Yuanbao: "Xiao Qi is right. We have been through a lot over the years. It's just a hand injury, no big deal."
Liu Wanwan: "The team belongs to all of us. No matter who gets into trouble, we should shoulder it together. Thor, have you seen too much of this? You always engage in individual heroism."
Liu Nanfeng: "Although I'm young, I can handle it pretty well. You can't discriminate against me just because I'm several years younger than you."
He Yao: "Next time something happens, remember to tell everyone that you are our vice-captain. If we get into trouble, you will take the blame. If you get hurt, we will also take the blame."
Qian Duo: "Why bother saying so much? He's just so stubborn that no amount of talk or negotiation can change his mind. I'll just deduct two months' bonus. I'll see if you can still be stubborn next time."
Everyone was talking to each other, and every word was full of care and tolerance.
Lei Yao, who always worried about the team, felt for the first time like a child being cared for by his parents. A warm feeling welled up in his heart, and even the pain from the needle pricked his hand seemed to fade.
Ruan Qi looked at him with a smile: "See? Everyone understands you and is very sensible. So don't try to handle it alone in the future. Even if they can't handle it, you still have me as the captain."
Lei Yao nodded slowly. He was silent for a moment, then whispered, "I'm wrong this time. I wish I had come to you for treatment sooner."
"Earlier treatment might not guarantee complete recovery." Ruan Qi pointed at his hand. "This is a serious injury. You should rest for a month. But our training is so intense that your wrist doesn't get any rest. If your wrist doesn't get rest, even a god can't heal it. It's the same as a broken bone. A broken bone requires rest, but you insist on going out for a run. If you keep doing this, even if you're in a cast for a hundred years, it won't heal."
Ruan Qi was a doctor, not a god. No matter how skilled she was, she needed the patient's obedience and cooperation. But Lei Yao's profession meant he couldn't rest, so even if Ruan Qi's medical skills were exceptional, she couldn't heal him in a short period of time.
Qian Duo: "What should we do now? Will Thor have to play with an injury again in the next semi-final?"
Ruan Qi shook her head. "The semi-finals are still seven days away. During these seven days, I'll have Lei Shen reduce his training and increase his treatment. It will be very painful, possibly enough to make him faint. I hope you can bear it."
Lei Yao wished his hand injury could heal immediately, so he nodded decisively without thinking.
"As long as I can be healed, I can endure any pain!"
I didn't set an alarm on Saturday and slept until now. I'll write the second update soon. [wipe tears]
(End of this chapter)
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