Fortunately, Kingsling Hospital is nearby.

This is one of the most comprehensive hospitals in the medical field in Country A. Gu Yan directly went to Jing Chu for emergency treatment.

The Western hospital was well organized, to put it bluntly, the efficiency of medical treatment was extremely low. Gu Yan was worried that Jing Chu's injury would not be delayed, so he used the privileges of Jingshi Pavilion to open a fast channel.

I simply deal with the trauma and then took a film.

"Does your hands hurt?" Shi Qinglan looked at Jing Chu.

Jing Chu's face was a little pale, and his slender and fair fingers were covered with a lot of blood. A dagger cut the wound very deep, and the bones could be vaguely exposed.

He pursed his lower lip, raised his eyelids and looked at Gu Yan secretly, shook his head obediently and replied, "It doesn't hurt."

"How could it not hurt?" Gu Yan's voice was slightly cold.

He didn't expect these people to carry powerful weapons with them. He wanted to do it himself, but he didn't expect Jing Chu to stop him suddenly.

Jing Chu has always been so obedient that this little puppy has never fought and doesn't know how to protect himself, so he simply subconsciously blocked it, and ended up being so injured...

Jing Chu's voice was small, "It really doesn't hurt."

But Gu Yan frowned his eyebrows tightly with some guilt.

"It's all my fault." He clenched his fists, "I should let you leave first before I fight with those people, otherwise I won't..."

"I volunteered." Jing Chu suddenly interrupted him.

He raised his clear eyes and looked at the man, "Ayan, how could you say that, we are good brothers! How could I leave you alone in that situation!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yan's eyes stumbled slightly for a moment.

He held his breath and hesitated, "Good brother...but I don't want to be a good brother with you."

"Ah?" Jing Chu's eyes flashed with a little confusion.

Shi Qinglan and Bo Yucheng next to them naturally heard Gu Yan's meaning, but Jing Chu seemed to have never thought about that.

Gu Yan pursed his lips tightly and said, "Nothing."

The atmosphere in the hospital suddenly became embarrassing. Fortunately, the nurse brought the film that Jing Chu took...

"Mr. Jingchu's film has come out, and the doctor is waiting in Clinic No. 1." The nurse turned around and left after delivering the report.

Jing Chu's hand was inconvenient, so Gu Yan was a little anxious. After taking the film, he opened the kraft paper bag and prepared to watch...

But halfway through the draw, his movements suddenly stopped.

Thinking that even if he read it, he raised his eyes and looked at Shi Qinglan, "Sister Lan, look."

"Yes." Shi Qinglan took the paper bag and pulled out the film.

While walking towards the clinic, she looked down at the film and frowned slightly without any trace on her eyebrows.

Jing Chu approached Shi Qinglan, and he asked in a low voice nervously, "Sister Lan, my hands are fine..."

In fact, he is also quite worried about his game next week.

He knew that the most valuable and precious thing in his body was these hands, and he knew that professional players could not fight, but at that time he did not hesitate to protect Gu Yan.

Shi Qinglan pursed her red lips lightly, but she didn't respond.

Seeing this, Gu Yan's heart suddenly sank. He clenched his fists tightly, his voice tightened, "Sister Lan..."

"Let the doctor see first." Shi Qinglan said.

As soon as they had already walked to the clinic door, she raised her pretty face and looked at the door sign, "Go in and ask the doctor first."

But Jingchu stayed at the door of the clinic and didn't take a step forward.

From Shi Qinglan's expression, he vaguely identified that things did not seem that simple. He could feel his hands hurt, and it was numb as if something was wrong with his nerves...

I have no consciousness and almost dare not move.

Jing Chu used his uninjured hand to gently pull the corner of Shi Qinglan's clothes, "Sister Lan..."

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan turned his eyes to look at the boy.

Jing Chu has handsome and elegant facial features and fair skin. Even if he doesn't smile, he can vaguely see the dimples when he tilts his lips. At this moment, he looks at him with clear eyes, and there is a faint look of panic in his eyes, as if he is afraid of something.

E-sports is his life, if his hands are ruined...

Then he will be completely finished in his life.

"Don't worry." Shi Qinglan stretched out his hand and pinched his face, "Where is me, I won't let your hands be in trouble."

"Yeah." Jing Chu nodded.

No matter how complicated the situation is, he can give Shi Qinglan full trust, and he can feel at ease with her words.

Gu Yan accompanied Jing Chuyi into the clinic.

Shi Qinglan stayed in the corridor for a while, she slid her hands into her pocket, leaning against the wall, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"It's very troublesome?" Bo Yucheng frowned slightly.

Shi Qinglan pursed his red lips and thought for a moment, "A little bit, rupture of the flexor and extensor tendon is a small matter, and surgery can recover, but I was worried about the nerves of his fingers when watching the movie."

Upon hearing this, Bo Yucheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

The nerves are undoubtedly very difficult to treat, and the impact will be very serious once there is a problem.

Sure enough, the doctor asked Jing Chu to do an electromyography again.

The final result was as expected by Shi Qinglan, "The tendon of the flexor muscle was ruptured and the median nerve was damaged."

Hearing the word "nervous", Jing Chu's heart suddenly sank.

Gu Yan frowned tightly, "Is the situation serious? Can his hands recover as they were in two weeks?"

Jing Chu also looked up at the doctor nervously.

But the doctor shook his head, "Not to mention two weeks, even if the surgery is as soon as possible, it usually takes one or two years to recover."

"How much can it be restored?" Gu Yan asked.

The doctor said, "There will be no problem with normal use, but Mr. Jing Chu is a professional player... It may be difficult to restore to the level of being able to play e-sports."

Hearing this, Jing Chu's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

At this time, the coach suddenly broke into the clinic, "Oh my little ancestor, how could you hurt your hand!"

Coach Claire hurriedly grabbed his hand.

He immediately asked the doctor, "Doctor, is his hand okay? I think it's just a skin injury... He has a game to play next week, so it should be fine if he has applied medicine, right?"

Seeing this, the doctor didn't know how to answer.

Jing Chu's eyes lowered, and his long eyelashes fell a little shadow, "Coach... I may not be able to participate in the finals next week."

"Can't participate?" Claire suddenly raised his tone.

He looked angry in an instant, "Isn't it just a little trauma, I'm not so spoiled? As for not being able to participate in the competition? Jingchu, don't forget that the prize pool for this finals is nearly 30 million!"

"I know..." Jing Chu's voice was a little low.

He doesn't care much about this few tens of millions, but he just goes to the finals and is the honor of all e-sports players. He doesn't want to give up this opportunity, but it seems...

Coach Claire looked at the doctor, "I don't care what's wrong with his hands. You guys who are doctors must have a way. Before the game next week, I want his hands to recover as before!"
Chapter completed!