The night was deep.
Yi Ming lay on the hospital bed, gazing at the starry sky outside the window as a pall of darkness descended, his mind heavy with thoughts.
Jiang Wei was sleeping on the companion bed beside him, and in the evening Yi Ming had several times asked her to find a hotel to stay, but she always refused. Yi Ming knew she was worried about him, but he couldn't help but feel sorry for her small frame curled up on the companion bed.
This unexpected incident was beyond his anticipation.
On the racetrack, that person had several times used brutal means to interfere with him, and Yi Ming had furrowed his brows tightly, evading his restraints numerous times.
Although his nerves were indeed in an extremely tense state at the time, Yi Ming's mind was still clear.
He remembered very clearly that the person had not actually collided with him, but his car seemed to have been suddenly obstructed by something, and the huge inertia made him completely unable to maintain his balance, causing him to fall directly off the racecar.
It was a problem with the car.
He was very clear about this result in his heart, and he also believed that this matter was also understood by his two friends and Coach Wu.
Half an hour ago, he had received a text message from Liu Xiaoyun.
Liu Xiaoyun: "Brother, rest assured in the hospital, you don't need to worry about other things, Chen Zeyi and I will definitely help you get to the bottom of this matter."
Yi Ming thought for a while, turning his back to Jiang Wei, and replied in a low voice: "Wait until I get out, don't do anything reckless."
Liu Xiaoyun didn't reply, and a few minutes later, it was Coach Wu's message that rang out.
Coach Wu: "How's your condition? Do you need me to come and keep you company?"
Yi Ming: "Jiang Wei has stayed, my body is already fine. Coach, I can't get the championship for you this race."
Coach Wu: "The one who should be sorry is me, I failed to protect your safety. Don't think too much, focus on your recovery, and wait for you to return to the team."
Yi Ming knew that Coach Wu had experienced so much in this short afternoon. Coach Wu had always valued him the most, and this unexpected incident in the race had deprived Yi Ming of the opportunity to participate in the final. So all the hard work he had put in for so long would be completely in vain.
His hard work, Coach Wu's hard work, the care of his friends, and Jiang Wei's expectations.
Although Yi Ming always liked to laugh carefree and nonchalant during the day, he always followed the principle of "not bothering others if they don't bother me." There was no possibility of being injured for no reason, and this time, because of his own failure to compete in the final, it made Jiang Wei sad and Coach Wu heartbroken. This "responsibility" must be borne by someone.
Whoever did it, they can't get away with it.
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Yi Ming was hospitalized for four days, and then he requested to be discharged.
The young nurse who heard this news blushed, full of reluctance: "Has the handsome young man fully recovered? According to the previous situation, it is generally best to stay in the hospital for more than a week, and stay in the hospital for a few more days for observation, to be at ease..."
Yi Ming squinted and smiled, his long legs turning a circle on the floor: "Sis, you see, I'm completely fine now, very healthy."
The nurse shyly nodded: "Yes, you look very good."
"What?" Yi Ming raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"Ah, no... I mean, you look very 'healthy'... yes, very healthy..."
The nurse used the medical file folder to cover her face, her soft voice a little flustered.
She had seen many young male patients, but she had never seen one like Yi Ming before. She felt this boy was like the pale blue sea, and his smile was sweet, the sunshine and innocence in his brows and eyes made people unable to take their eyes off him...
"Yi Ming."
Jiang Wei gently called his name as she came back from the medical office.
"Here, here, here, what does the princess command?" Yi Ming smiled and bowed in a gentlemanly gesture like in a fairy tale, and Jiang Wei couldn't help but curve her lips and gently scold: "Don't move around, be careful not to stretch it again."
"Don't worry, I'll be careful in serving the princess." Yi Ming stood up straight, smiling tenderly and stroking Jiang Wei's hair.
The nurse standing aside bit her lip, turned around, and muttered all the way: "Lemon tree above, lemon fruit, lemon tree below, there's a me... Hang in there, I won't be sour, I won't be sour..."
