The two people were shouted at and stopped suddenly, and were stunned on the spot.

Si Zhe, what happened today?

So abnormal.

It's like taking gunpowder.

"Come here and hold me up."

Si Zhe opened his arms to his teammates, and two team members quickly stepped forward to support him and heard him say: "Quickly go!"

He kept his head down the whole time, not daring to raise his head to look at Nan Song.

When the person was about to reach the door, a cold voice came from behind, "Stop."

The three people all stopped in their tracks.

Si Zhe's back stiffened and he closed his eyes desperately.

It’s over, it’s over!

Nan Song turned to the coach and said: "Coach, please wait outside with the two boys while I chat with Si Zhe."

When the coach heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly understood.

Oops, this is embarrassing!

"Are you the doctor here?"

"yes."

Nan Song looked calm, "I will discuss with you in detail about his foot injury later."

The coach nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay."

He waved his hand and asked the other two team members to follow him out. Then he glanced at Si Zhe and raised his eyebrows at him, "You boy, you have good taste."

Si Zhe: "..."

He really wanted to take off the bandage on his foot and silence the coach!

The coach and the other two team members withdrew and closed the door thoughtfully, leaving Si Zhe and Nan Song in the consultation room.

Nan Song walked towards the window and asked the security guard to pick up the phone for her.

Si Zhe said anxiously: "Sister, don't, don't pick it up."

"There's nothing wrong with the phone, why don't you pick it up?"

Nan Song patted the dust on his phone. Fortunately, it didn't fall too badly on the first floor. "The tempered film is cracked. Just put a new film back on it."

She returned the phone to Si Zhe, who took it and said, "Thank you, sister."

"But let's set a password."

Nan Song said: "Safe."

Si Zhe nodded, "We'll set it up when we get back."

Nan Song looked at him and thought for a moment, "Xiao Zhe..."

"elder sister!"

Si Zhe raised his head, interrupted her, and smiled at her, "Don't listen to my coach. He misunderstood. I'm just worried about you. I'm relieved to see that you're okay."

"I'm fine."

Nan Song said: "You won the prize in the competition, but I haven't congratulated you yet. I've been too busy during this period and haven't paid attention to it."

"I know, it doesn't matter, it's not too late."

"When your master is brought over, we, the three generations of master and apprentice, will have a meal together to celebrate you."

Nan Song's face was full of elders' kindness.

Si Zhe felt a dull pain in his heart. His hand holding the phone tightened a little, but the corners of his mouth were stretched wide.

"OK."

He smiled, his deer eyes sparkling, "By the way, sister, do you remember that I said before that if I win the competition, you will promise me something?"

"Remember."

Nan Song said: "Just tell me what gift you want and I will buy it for you."

"I want a smile from my sister."

Si Zhe choked and shook his phone, "Can you let me take a photo? It's in the photo album and will never be deleted."

Nan Song smiled lightly and said, "Okay."

Si Zhe picked up his phone, turned on the camera function, pointed at Nan Song's smiling face, and took a picture with a "click".

"Awesome! Sister, you are so photogenic."

He put his phone away, "Then I'm leaving."
Chapter completed!