Save Rag Suffer [Quick Wear]

Chapter 92 It doesn't hurt

When the competition just ended, Weibo was still in a state of singing and dancing. Fans of the winners should celebrate, and fans of the losers should encourage them.

【Green garlic! Green garlic! Where did the sugar fans go? There was so much cheering before the game. Your master won the WK game as soon as he played? 】

[Let me explain to him what the level of sugar is. Let's put it this way, he plays like Zhang Yijia playing Malone in table tennis. Many people don't know who Zhang Yijia is. He is my roommate]

[The sentence with the most spoiler posts in the first two games was "The mid laner lost points"]

[If you don't want to play, why don't you let Sugar sit on the bench? He was sent to death and then to the dragon. I felt sick when I saw him. Did he fall asleep on the playing field? 】

And under the Weibo post about the team's victory, more and more people are speaking out for Ruan Qiu.

【Turn the tide when it is falling, support the building when it is about to collapse】

[The last wave has arrived. In the wave of autumn, did you deliberately sell a weakness to the opponent so that Mang Shen could take the head? It feels good to have your husband helping you, right? 】

[I don't want to see anyone else except you in the mid lane in the playoffs]

[Do you know why I, an old fan who has watched WK for almost four years, will support you without hesitation? Because your performance at Shuiyue will be better than his results after four years of training]

[If someone throws mud at you, throw it back at him. Qiu Shen did a great job]

[MacArthur once said that if it comes to the point where Qiu Shen needs to take action, then he will definitely win the game, Qiu Men (putting his hands together)]

The five starting players from WK shook hands with Hatter one after another to show their friendship. They stood in the center of the field and bowed together, triumphantly amidst the congratulations of the two commentators.

The camera accurately captured the gauze wrapped around Ruan Qiu's hand. Netizens watching the live broadcast suddenly realized that Shui Yue, who performed so wonderfully tonight, was actually made of an injured hand.

Back in the dugout, several teammates and coaching staff were cheering. Gu Mang had a sullen face. The first thing he did was to dig out the medicine box and find iodophor. He pulled Ruan Qiu to sit on the sofa next to him.

Coach Bajiu was stunned for a moment: "What's going on? Has Autumn's wound opened?"

Gu Mang had a sullen face and didn't respond. He unwrapped the layers of toilet paper. The flesh and blood inside were stuck together with the toilet paper crumbs, making it seriously disfigured.

Ruan Qiu realized that he was wrong and whispered: "It's okay, Captain, it doesn't hurt anymore——"

"Shut up."

Gu Mang said coldly.

Ruan Qiu fell silent for an instant, and everyone in the lounge also saw this scene. Everyone came together to take a look, and all gasped.

The chicken steak in Fatter's mouth almost spurted out: "Fuck, Ruan Qiu, Brother Qiu, I respect you so much that you are a man, how can you bear this?"

Xiaobai looked at the wound, his scalp numbing: "How painful is this..."

Everyone was chattering, and someone quickly called. The doctor arrived soon, and everyone looked at it nervously. Fortunately, the doctor said it was just a skin injury, which might leave some scars, but nothing else was a problem. Only then did everyone put their hearts back in their stomachs.