I can transfer damage

Shanghai hospitals!

The doctor held the X-ray films and various test reports, his expression growing increasingly strange!

"Doctor, how am I? What happened to me?!"

Lin Sheng is finally starting to get scared.

The main problem is that he has had several relapses in stages, each time feeling like he has run a marathon, with his internal organs shifting and his throat burning. In particular, when he takes a deep breath, it feels like he has swallowed chili powder.

The most serious problem is actually his legs. He can barely lift them now. When he came over earlier, his legs suddenly gave way and he knelt down.

As a result, he is now confined to a wheelchair.

Such a change was hard for him, a rich second-generation, to accept. After all, he was only nineteen years old, his family had plenty of money waiting for him to spend, and the allure of this glamorous world had only just begun to begin for him.

"You..."

The doctor frowned even more, mainly because he didn't know how to put it.

But to Lin Sheng, his appearance was like a thunderbolt, like walking on thin ice, like a wolf or a tiger...

"It's over, it's over!"

Lin Sheng's face turned pale instantly, and he even felt dizzy.

Huang Weiwei panicked as well, but more than that, she was worried. Lin Sheng had been with her when he had his episode, and she was worried that if Lin Sheng's parents came, it might involve her.

and……

Although she had only been dating Lin Sheng for a short time and their relationship wasn't that deep, and she even had the idea of ​​clinging to his coattails, it wouldn't be accurate to say that she had no feelings for him at all and was just trying to hook up with a rich man.

For a moment, Huang Weiwei's heart was filled with worry, regret, and a touch of remorse.

"Brother Sheng, why don't you call home first?"

This is such a big deal that Lin Sheng definitely can't handle it on his own, and Huang Weiwei can't make the decision either, mainly because she can't take responsibility.

Lin Sheng seemed not to hear, his lips were pale and his eyes were lifeless.

Finally, the doctor came to his senses, glanced at Lin Sheng and Huang Weiwei, and said, "It's nothing serious. Your condition... is due to strenuous exercise. You just need some rest!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Sheng, who had been looking down, suddenly looked up at the doctor, his eyes flashing with a sharp light: "Doctor... what did you say? I'm fine? Really? You're not kidding me!"

She kept saying "Don't lie to me," but her eyes were full of fervent hope that the doctor wouldn't try to comfort her.

Huang Weiwei stared intently at the doctor, hoping to hear a definite response.

"Why would I lie to you? Look at these test results for your body; everything is normal. The scans also show no abnormalities. Here's your upper respiratory tract, your lungs, your heart… everything's fine. As for why you're suddenly short of breath, I suspect it might be an allergy. What have you eaten these past few days?"

The doctor spoke at length, but Lin Sheng didn't hear any further questions. He only heard the doctor say that all the indicators were normal, and his face immediately lit up with joy.

"Weiwei, I'm okay, I'm okay!"

Huang Weiwei also put on a smile and grasped Lin Sheng's hand: "I knew it, Brother Sheng, you'd be alright!"

The doctor tapped on the table, looking exasperated: "Are you even listening to me?"

Lin Sheng snapped out of his daze and asked, "Huh, doctor, what did you say?"

……

"This is the single dormitory assigned to you by the bureau. If you need to go to the training facility, just call Lao Li and he will take you there. Also, here is your canteen card and your ID card. Your monthly salary and subsidies will be deposited into your social security account. Please check it if you are in a hurry..."

After Lu Ziye finished his run at the stadium, Director Qin immediately marked the approval form. As a result, the approval process, which originally took a week, was completed on the spot, and Lu Ziye officially became a member of the Shanghai Municipal Sports Bureau Track and Field Team!

Currently, Lu Ziye is listed as a second-level athlete on his profile card, but his various benefits and salary are still paid at the fixed rate.

"These benefits, allowances, salaries, etc. are all temporary, especially the ranking. Those who enter the provincial team are usually players who have participated in major competitions, so they have a ranking early on. But you have never participated in a single competition, so you should not have any ranking. But we all know your strength!"

So I was assigned to Level 2. However, as long as you participate in a major competition and achieve elite-level performance, the bureau can reassess you, and then both your benefits and salary can continue to increase!

Wang Jianguo accompanied them throughout the process of completing the formalities and assigning dormitories, explaining everything along the way.

Lu Ziye naturally felt Wang Jianguo's enthusiasm.

"Don't worry, Teacher Wang, I won't be poached by anyone. Firstly, I didn't plan to rely solely on sports, and secondly... I can't afford the breach of contract penalty!"

Lu Ziye said half-jokingly.

Wang Jianguo chuckled, but felt a bitter taste in his mouth. If you can't afford it, there's always someone who can!

So he added again, "If anyone contacts you at school, I hope you'll contact me!"

"I will!" Lu Ziye said, then added, "However, I might have to trouble you to ask for leave for me from time to time!"

Wang Jianguo smiled and said, "Don't worry, you're not on vacation. You're still a student at Shanghai Normal School. If you win a prize in a competition, it will bring honor to the school, so they're really hoping you'll win!"

Lu Ziye thought about it and agreed!

Wang Jianguo left, while Lu Ziye stayed in the dormitory.

It's called a dormitory, but it's actually a loft, with two floors, totaling about 40 square meters. It has a kitchen, a sofa, and a TV.

This building houses not only Lu Ziye, but almost all the professional athletes in Shanghai, though only a handful can afford to stay in lofts.

Moreover, the building is right next to the bureau's gymnasium, which has dedicated training facilities for athletes!

"At least I have some private space!"

Lu Ziye lay on the sofa and began to reflect on the past two days.

Although he has now joined the Shanghai Municipal Sports Bureau, Wang Jianguo's primary task for him is actually to lose weight, and there are weight loss facilities in this building.

"Tsk, they've even prepared the weighing scale!"

Lu Ziye got up, looked at the electronic scale placed by the door, and then walked over.

"106? 212 jin?"

Lu Ziye was taken aback. Wasn't it 220 jin before?

Lost eight pounds in one day?

No, the system previously rewarded me with three kilograms of meat, which means I lost six kilograms.

Yesterday it was 400 meters and 800 meters, and today it's 100 meters and 400 meters. Although the damage has been transferred, Lu Ziye is still sweating profusely.

In other words, in just over a day, Lu Ziye actually lost two pounds. Well, that's also related to the fact that he didn't eat today!

clap clap clap!

Lu Ziye patted his belly, full of confidence: "Ten days! Just give me ten days, and I'll be completely transformed!"

In these ten days, you can lose at least ten pounds, and your appearance will definitely change.

"Alright, let's go check out the cafeteria first and see what they have to eat today!"

Just as Lu Ziye was about to go to the cafeteria, his phone rang!