Bai Jing had followed Xiao Su before and learned some emergency situations handling methods. Now that the game was paused, she also came forward to check the situation.
I didn't expect that the teacher not only fell, but also had a wound on his leg, and blood was constantly oozing out.
Fortunately, there was a first aid kit on the referee's stand, and we quickly cleaned the wound and did some simple bandaging.
Unexpectedly, when the medicine was just half-applied, the student in charge shook the bottle and found that the medicine inside was empty.
Soon a classmate volunteered and said that he would go to the school clinic right away.
Anyway, the road was not particularly far, and I saw the classmate coming back not long after.
Seeing that there was someone following him, everyone initially thought it was the school doctor, Mr. Xiao, but they never expected that he had brought Professor Jiang along.
There was some excitement on the sidelines earlier, but now everything calmed down. Everyone kept their mouths shut and watched the stern Professor Jiang approaching.
Jiang Ziqian walked directly to the injured teacher, didn't say anything, felt his bones briefly, and frowned slightly.
The man originally just felt a little stinging in the wound, but when he saw Jiang Ziqian frown, he instantly felt that his entire leg might be broken. He swallowed unconsciously and spoke with some difficulty.
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"Is it bad?"
"...Not really." Jiang Ziqian stood up again, opened the new medicine box expressionlessly, took out medicine and gauze from it and handed them over. His tone sounded cold and steady, "But I suggest you go for a detailed examination."
"Hey, you scared me." After hearing Jiang Ziqian say that, the man still believed in his judgment. He breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Then I'll go get checked after the game is over."
Jiang Ziqian tilted his head slightly, "Do you want to continue?"
Just then the wound had been bandaged, and the man stood up, moved his arms and legs, and found that it was not a problem.
He turned back and smiled at Jiang Ziqian, "It's just a cut, don't be so squeamish. Besides, we don't have a substitute in the team. If I leave, the game won't be able to continue."
Jiang Ziqian swept his eyes around the court, saw Bai Jing at the referee's table, paused for a few seconds, then retracted his gaze indifferently.
"Then I'll watch from the side for a while."
Now that the wound has been treated, the suspended game will continue.
It’s just that we were already weaker than the student group, and now we were injured. And as time went by, we felt that the wound was getting more and more painful.
By the end of the third section, the teacher was already sweating profusely and his face was a little pale.
The student in charge of bandaging the wound discovered that more blood was seeping out from under the gauze, so he quickly stepped forward to help deal with the wound again.
The teammates next to him were also worried, "Old Mu, let's go to the hospital."
"There's only one quarter left. If we leave now, wouldn't that mean we're giving up?" Old Mu disagreed. "How can we do that?"
"It's just a small competition."
"Don't admit defeat, no matter how small the competition is!"
"I can do it for you."
While they were discussing what to do, a cold and steady voice came from the side.
They looked in that direction and saw Jiang Ziqian standing there, looking calm and peaceful.
They didn't know what they were thinking of, and their expressions suddenly became a little strange.
One of them nudged Lao Mu with his elbow, as if trying to hold back a laugh, "Xiao Jiang has said so, Lao Mu, you should go to the hospital right away."
Another person echoed, his tone was very worried, but his eyes were curved, "Yes, yes, your health is more important."
It was obvious that he wanted to send him away immediately, which made Old Mu feel very disappointed.
but……
Old Mu glanced in the direction of the referee's stand. After the first three quarters of the game, they had been left with a gap of more than 25 points. No matter how hard he persisted, he would probably end up in a miserable defeat.
If it were Jiang Ziqian, maybe he could have caught up some points?
Although the school had never held a teacher-student competition before, Jiang Ziqian still played in the competition on behalf of the class when he was still in school.
There were not many such events, but each time they happened, they would arouse heated discussions among the students. Even if they, as teachers, did not pay special attention, they could still learn about this person's performance on the field from the discussions among the classmates.
Thinking of this, Lao Mu also relaxed.
"Then I'll leave it to you... But I want to stay by the side and watch the game before going to the hospital."
Jiang Ziqian nodded, walked towards the referee's desk, briefly explained the situation, and said that he would be a substitute.
When the classmates around heard the news, they couldn't help but be stunned.
That Professor Jiang... came on as a substitute?
Has anyone seen him play? I guess I've never even heard of him?
Besides, what he is wearing is not suitable for sports!
Jiang Ziqian really didn't think about coming to play in the competition at first.
He has been so busy these days that he has hardly had any rest. He just went to handle some procedures this morning. Because he had to take photos, he wore a three-piece suit as required.
After coming back, I went to the school infirmary without even having time to change.
It just so happened that Xiao Su was dealing with something else, and while waiting, she saw a student running over in a hurry, saying that some of his medicine had run out and he wanted to get a new bottle.
If it were a normal situation, some application procedures would be required, but this situation was urgent, so Xiao Su could usually just go there directly.
But she couldn't free her hands now, and Jiang Ziqian happened to be free, so he simply registered and went over with another first aid kit.
I didn't expect to see Bai Jing here.
What was even more unexpected was that just by staying here to watch the game for a while, I could still hear some rumors about her.
Jiang Ziqian pursed his lips slightly, his facial expression didn't change much, but his eyes deepened.
It was not until the end of the third quarter when I saw that Mr. Mu was unable to continue the game that he offered to help come on as a substitute.
The decision came so suddenly that he could only do a simple warm-up.
He took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves. The voices of people cheering for others disappeared and everyone's eyes fell on him.
Is Professor Jiang really going to go on stage? Or will he just go on stage in a shirt and trousers?
Is it possible?
However, this doubt did not stay in their minds for long.
Because soon they saw Jiang Ziqian standing behind the three-point line, not even close to the line, but nearly twenty centimeters away from the line.
Maybe he just wanted to get a feel for his touch while warming up. He raised his hand slightly, and without any unnecessary movements, he threw the ball out very cleanly.
The whole audience was silent for a while at the moment of dedication.
Then there was a huge burst of applause.
...Who said the professor is not good? This is absolutely amazing!
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