Today we will play two BO3s, one Newbee.Y and one CDEC.Y, and we will play EHOME the next day.

So in about half an hour, our game against CDEC.Y will start.

"Hey, are you okay? If not, don't force it. Why don't you go to the hospital?" Zhou Haichen's tone was rare, with concern.

"It's okay, let's take a look." I smiled, the paper stuffed in my nose looked like two green onions.

In fact, I am not well at all. My tinnitus comes and goes and basically never stops. It may be some sequelae, but I can still hold on.

It's better to give up than to play and see.

An hour later...

Radiant victory!

The golden druid joined hands with the baby bear to smash the World Tree into pieces, while the five of us could only watch on the wall of the spring with gray heads on our heads.

VGJ.T 0:2 CDEC.Y.

In both cases, my BP took over the pot.

In the first game, my Parker raised a monster TA, and AME's Necromancer was not particularly skilled. The TA had no way to resist the situation in the early stage, and it was dragged until r's TB took shape, and our strong force was defeated in several consecutive waves.

Push forward and destroy. The last wave of five people is wiped out, leaving no way to save the situation and can only knock out GG.

In the second game, I once again chose the water man for AME, but neglected to let CDEC.

Within minutes of the Roshan Group, my little initiative threw the Poison Dog into the crowd. Unexpectedly, the latter directly closed the fully sensitive Water Man on his face. The Ice Soul ultimate move came at the right time. The Poison Dog lowered the Soul Hunter, and the Water Man directly

Was seconds.

As a result, we were unable to recover and GGed again.

"Brothers, mine." I took the pot first.

Although we had a back-and-forth with the opponent in both games, if BP could be better, the situation would definitely not be so passive.

"It's okay, it's okay, come back next time." Everyone said this, and Wang Chenyu didn't show any displeasure on his face. He just looked through his game videos over and over again, looking for problems.

The games on the other side are ending one after another.

Newbee.Y 1:2 EHOME. In the third game, the big Naga relied on by Newbee.Y once had the potential to make a comeback. However, due to a key decision of the Roshan team, EHOME first killed four people and then closed the door to beat the dog.

The great Naga walked until she died.

Now according to the points situation, Newbee.Y is almost steadily eliminated, CDEC.Y and VGJ.T have the same points.

If we want to qualify steadily, we must win EHOME. If we lose, we can only pray for Shen Chen to give some strength and take away CDEC.

According to the relationship between victory and defeat, we still qualify.

It's a bit difficult...

A stream of heat flowed down from his nose, and the bleeding couldn't be stopped.

"Let's go to the hospital." Xu Senlin said when he saw this, and stood up, as if he wanted to accompany me.

Followed by Wang Chenyu, Zhou Haichin, and Liang Fafa.

"Let's go, let's go, there's no competition today anyway."

A warm feeling rose in my heart, but I still waved my hand and refused: "No, you can watch the video and study EHMOE's stuff by the way. There will be a tough battle tomorrow, so don't let it slip."

After a pause, I blocked my nose and said with a smile: "The last sentence is for myself."

Zhou Haixin looked suspicious: "Can you do it?"

"What a big deal, let's go first."

…

Hospitals in big cities are a bit far away, and the registration queues should be quite long. I wanted to save time, so I went to a small clinic.

It looks quite formal, with all relevant certificates posted on the door wall. There is also a horizontal bar on the right wall with five or six pennants hanging on it.

He seems to be a very popular doctor. I don't know if he put it there deliberately to attract customers.

But when I actually walked into the clinic, I realized how ridiculous my idea was.

He was an old man with gray hair, but he was full of energy. I don't know how to describe him.

A tall man of about 1.8 meters, with clear eyebrows and a gentle complexion, was standing among several elderly people attentively auscultating. After a while, he was walking back and forth, apparently changing dressings.

"Hello, doctor." I said softly.

He looked back, obviously stunned, but quickly recovered.

"Young man, are you going to see a doctor?"

"right."

He smiled and seemed a little surprised: "These days, it is rare for young people like you to come to a place like this."

In fact, the thirty-year-old me immediately made a joke: "It takes time to go to a big hospital, but it shouldn't cost you a life to come to an old man's home, right?"

"Oh, I can't tell for sure. Come on, take your temperature first."

The old doctor directly took another elderly patient's thermometer out of his mouth, shook it hard and then stuffed it into my mouth.

I hurriedly escaped: "No, doctor, I don't have a fever."

"Oh, that's ok." The old doctor didn't force it. He put away the thermometer and took a receiver to listen to the heart rate and feel the pulse.

"Open your mouth."

"ah."

After a series of simple examinations, the old doctor said: "It may be endocrine disorders caused by unstable work and rest, and bad eating habits, but logically speaking, this should be a chronic process, and symptoms like yours suddenly appear.

, I suggest you go back and observe the situation first, and I suggest you go to a large hospital to register for a review tomorrow."

"Is the situation serious?"

"I don't know, but I can't die."

I nodded: "Okay, doctor, just give me some medicine that can relieve the symptoms. I have a competition tomorrow."

"Young man, medicine is not a panacea. In your situation, the risk of brain damage cannot be ruled out. Has your head been touched by a blunt object or a table corner recently?"

I thought about it, not really. The only time I escaped was in a hotel, and Ma Huang didn't kick me in the head.

"No."

After simple hemostasis and anti-inflammation, I said goodbye to this mysterious old military doctor. I walked past a small shop on the roadside and bought a bottle of herbal tea in order to dispel the heat.

Cheng Qing called quickly: "How are you? Are you okay? I heard from Xiaxie that you had a crazy nosebleed and went to the hospital?"

I reassured him: "It's okay, it's a small problem."

I hope it's a minor problem. I took a sip of herbal tea to calm down the shock. It was not bad, but a bit salty.

Salty? No, why is this herbal tea red?

Boom!

…

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the old doctor who just now was holding a film and looking at it carefully. When he saw me waking up, he smiled and handed me a sheet: "You are so angry, young man.

It’s not that you’re a little angry, but that your heart is flushed. A cup of herbal tea can’t help?”

"Old man, you..." I was confused by this old doctor who suddenly changed his style.

"And your head is so burned that you can fry an egg. Don't you feel it?" He casually took an electronic thermometer and pointed it at my forehead.

Drop. 39 degrees.

This... I turned around and saw that the room was full of modern medical professional facilities. I was stunned.

Is this something that can be used in a small clinic? I believe this is the Capital Hospital.

The old doctor saw my expression as if I had seen a ghost, and explained with a smile: "I am an old military doctor. He used to serve in the army, but then he retired when he got old. He knows nothing except treating diseases and fighting, so he just wants to open fire."

We can live in a clinic and make do with what we have."

"Then you will run this place by yourself?"

He continued tinkering with the syringe in his hand and said leisurely: "Originally, there was an apprentice who could help me a little. He was sent to do something a few days ago, but I don't know where he went afterwards."

Something happened...could it be that the patient was killed?

I felt a little panicked.

"Haha, don't be nervous. If I couldn't cure your ailment, I would have gone to the capital compound to collect my pension." He aimed the syringe at my meridians and pricked it.

"Don't look at me. A frail young man like you can punch me twice."

Slowly tightening the needle, I actually didn't feel anything at all, which was enough to show that this old man still had something.

"Did you buy all the equipment here?" I looked around, but I was still a little confused.

"More or less, this land is mine too."

"What?"
To be continued...