The weather is getting cooler gradually.

It gets cold very quickly in Xicheng. After taking off your summer clothes, you have not yet put on your autumn clothes, and you have to start putting on your winter clothes.

But in the training ground, there is no distinction between spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Yan Xi was still wearing a simple white sportswear, waving a racket, and started training day after day.

Any exercise is inseparable from the word "persistence".

Repeating one thing over and over again is an extremely boring task and requires enough patience and concentration. Not everyone can persevere. They may give up halfway through.

Fortunately, Yan Xi is never alone.

She was accompanied by Luo Junheng and Ye Di, a comrade-in-arms, and her family and friends gave her enough strength.

Ye Di looked at Yan Xi's test data with a solemn expression.

"What's wrong? You look so ugly?"

Fangyuan came closer.

After Tang Xue left, Fangyuan was depressed for a while, but then he thought better of it and returned to the team.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether you think about it or not. Adults don't have to worry about love. The first need is to support their families.

People can survive without love, but they will starve to death without a job.

Fangyuan took a stack of paper from Ye Di's hand, flipped through it, and was surprised, "Here, here are Yan Xi's physical indicators and test results. They are so awesome. What are you worried about with such results?"

?If my team members practice like this, I will laugh to death!"

Coach Zhong came over after hearing his yelling, took a look at him, and nodded repeatedly.

"With results like this, I can compete in competitions."

Ye Di took the test results back from their hands and frowned.

"There's no rush. What we have to do is to stop making noise and make a big splash."

After saying that, her feet swayed and she fainted.

Coach Zhong quickly stretched out his hand to help her, "What's wrong?"

Yan Xi had just hit a ball when he heard the movement behind him and made a "pause" gesture with the opponent. He didn't even bother wiping the sweat on his face and ran towards Ye Di, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'm a little uncomfortable."

Ye Di was helped by everyone to sit down on the chair, her face still pale.

"What's wrong? Is it low blood sugar?"

Fangyuan always had candies, chocolates, etc. on her person, and she immediately took them out of her pocket.

Ye Di muttered with a pale face, "I can't say what's wrong with me, just chest tightness, dizziness, and a little nausea..."

Yan Xi reached out and touched her forehead, but it wasn't hot at all.

"I asked Nezha to come and show you..."

Nezha and the others were doing expansion training outside. When they heard something was wrong with Ye Di, they immediately ran back to the gym.

He was wearing a white sweatshirt, with a thin layer of sweat on his face, looking like a sunny and handsome boy.

There were girls following his back with blushing faces along the way.

It's like chasing a beam of light.

When Nezha rushed back to the arena, Ye Di was bent over a trash can and vomiting.

Yan Xi patted her back gently, with a worried look on her face.

"Auntie!"

Nezha hurried over, knelt down next to Ye Di, opened a bottle of water, and asked, "What's wrong with Aunt Ye?"

"I'm not feeling well this morning."

Yan Xi said: "It's chest tightness, dizziness and nausea. I just ate a piece of chocolate and vomited it again. I called Arui. He will be here in a moment. You can take a look first. Can you tell what the situation is?"

Although Nezha is not a professional medical student, he can still see the basic symptoms of the disease.

While talking, Nezha put two fingers on Ye Di's pulse and felt for a long time.

Ye Di finally finished vomiting, drank water and rinsed her mouth. When she got up, her face was still pale.

Seeing Nezha frowning and looking serious and troubled, her heart started to beat loudly, "I won't be terminally ill, right?"

Yan Xi frowned, "Don't talk nonsense."

He looked at Nezha again.

Nezha didn't speak for a long time, and she was a little nervous.

"It's not a terminal illness, this is the pulse...I'm not sure."
Chapter completed!