However, what worries Song Nanwu the most is the onset of his sequelae. If this time it breaks out completely...
Song Nanwu pursed her lips tightly.
Si Jin struggled to get up, but was shocked when he saw her bloody left hand. "Your hand is injured?"
The voice was still weak, but the tone was filled with anxiety, and the pale face was full of worry.
Hiding her hands to her side, Song Nanwu looked at him, smiled, and said, "I'm fine, it's not my blood."
"I saw the wound, don't lie to me." It was so deep, but she still spoke to him so calmly.
Song Nanwu denied it in a cold voice, "No, you saw it wrong."
"Song Nanwu." Si Jin was a little angry. She had hidden her injury from him. Did she know how important hands were to a professional player?
When someone calls her name, they are usually angry. Song Nanwu looked at the person in front of her and lowered her voice, "It's okay, it will be fine after a while."
Si Jin wanted to say something, but the pain that had been easing suddenly became more intense, and he fainted from the pain.
Song Nanwu looked at him, her expression suddenly changing, "Captain."
"Nannan." Yun Si's voice came at this time, and Lin Huang and the people from Anye came with him.
On the way here, Song Nanwu asked Yun Si to inform Lin Huang. She thought these people from the Dark Night were the work of Lin Huang.
The people from Dark Night knew the Eagle gang, after all, they had followed a line before.
"Boss." Looking at Si Jin lying unconscious in the chair, Long Xun hurried forward.
Si Jin and Feiying's group were taken away by the Dark Night's men. They wanted to take Song Nanwu away to ask what was going on, but were rejected. "I still have a competition."
Today is the day of the national finals, Long Xun knew it, he looked at Song Nanwu, then at Lin Huang, but ultimately did not take a tough stance.
"You still want to compete with an injured hand?" Lin Huang asked coldly as he watched Yun Si bandaging Song Nanwu's wound, his cold and deep eyes filled with ambiguous meaning.
Song Nanwu didn't say anything.
Yun Si glanced at Lin Huang and said to her, "Nannan, your wound is quite deep. I don't recommend you to play in the game."
Song Nanwu took out her cell phone and checked the time. The afternoon game was to start at one o'clock, and it was almost twelve o'clock now.
You Wei, thinking of him, Song Nanwu called Nie Hao and asked him if he had gone to the venue?
Hearing this, Nie Hao sighed and said, "The phone is turned off, so I can't contact anyone at all. How's the situation over there?"
If one person is missing, the Zongji team cannot participate in the competition and can only forfeit.
Slightly lowering her eyes, Song Nanwu said, "I'm on my way."
Nie Hao: "Okay, we'll wait for you."
After hanging up the phone, Song Nanwu looked at Lin Huang and asked, "Could you please take me to the venue?"
Lin Huang didn't reply. He glanced at her bandaged hand and raised his eyebrows slightly. "Are you sure your hand can still play in the game? Even if you are physically disabled but determined enough to play, do you think the Zongji team can win with you like this?"
"At this critical juncture, if Team Zongji gives up, they will be scolded."
After all, the captain's situation couldn't be disclosed to the public. The match was postponed in the morning, and then he forfeited in the afternoon. Song Nanwu could imagine the criticism she would receive. And if he gave up the finals like that, Meng Ruo and the others wouldn't know how disappointed they would be.
That one-step distance is the most irritating, so...
"Instead of giving up, it's better to give it a try. Maybe there will be a glimmer of hope. Even if there is no hope, I will be the one who gets scolded." Song Nanwu looked at Lin Huang and said.
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