Report, coaches produce and sell themselves [e-sports]

Although Shang Lu was silent all morning, sitting in front of the computer and watching the game video, in fact, from time to time, he was thinking about what to say to Meng He later.

His position was still some distance away from the players' positions, but he also smelled the essence of wind oil on Meng He's body.

Don't sleep at night, use wind oil essence to wake up during the day?Shang Lu finally suppressed his desire to educate Meng He.He saw that Meng He's face was very strange when he stood up, so he thought about going up to talk and persuade him to go to bed early, but he didn't expect that Meng He would fall if he didn't stand firmly.

"Meng He!" Shang Lu didn't think much of it, strode towards Meng He, caught him, protected the child in his arms, and landed on his back.

Seeing that Meng He looked very uncomfortable with his eyes closed, Shang Lu immediately looked at Song Yu and said loudly, "Call an ambulance!"

Meng He's originally chaotic consciousness was awakened by the coach, struggling to get up, suddenly felt a tingling pain in his hand: "It hurts!"

Only then did Shang Lu see that when Meng He fell down just now, his hand was scratched by the broken porcelain cup, and he quickly said to the people next to him, "Help him up first."

Then he immediately got up from the ground and ran to the storage room to take out the medicine box he had always prepared.

Shang Lufei had to use a lot of force to open the alcohol, lowered his head and silently cleaned the wound for Meng He, and said brokenly: "It hurts a bit, please bear with it. Fortunately, it didn't hurt the vitals. You should take good care of your wounds these days. Pay attention to rest, don't stay up late."

"Thank you, coach." Meng He blamed himself a little. He made a mistake first, and insisted on overtime training on his own, so the coach should say a few words.

Meng He looked at the cut on his arm. In fact, the wound was not very big, and it would heal in about ten days and half a month.But when Meng He looked carefully, the hands of the coach who administered the medicine to him were shaking.

"Manager." Meng He gritted his teeth and shouted. When he saw the coach's hand, his eyes turned red.

"Ah?" Song Yu responded immediately. He originally wanted to call an ambulance, but seeing the wound on Meng He's hand, it seemed that there was no need to go to the hospital.

"Call an ambulance!" Meng He held back tears for a long time and suddenly fell. Seeing the jealousy of the coach and Captain Feng getting too close, the exhaustion of staying up late training for the past few days, and the grievance of being admonished by the coach, after seeing the coach save him. When he was injured, he finally broke the embankment.

Song Yu thought he was talking about a scratch on his arm, so he said, "Your coach can handle this wound, and you don't need to go to the hospital."

It is easy for the team members at this stall to go to the hospital to be criticized.

Meng He shook his head, grabbed the coach's hand, but was reluctant to grab it too hard, sniffed and said, "The coach's hand...go to the hospital!"

Shang Lu originally thought that they hadn't seen it, so he wanted to hide it and went to the hospital to see it later, but now Meng He knew about it first.He sighed lightly, took off Meng He's hand, continued to apply the medicine, and comforted him: "It's okay, bandage you up, I'll go back to the hospital by myself, don't cry."

Reminded by Meng He, everyone looked at Shanglu's hand. His hand was indeed shaking. No wonder he couldn't open the alcohol just now!

Shanglu's old injury has recurred again, which is terrible. Song Yu hurriedly said: "Lian Mu, drive in the garage! I'll go upstairs and get your coach's medical insurance card. Don't mess around at this time, take it one step at a time!"

That's what he said, but it can still be seen from his somewhat disorganized footsteps that he is flustered.

Helping Meng He bandage up, Shang Lu calmly unwrapped a pack of elastic bandages, tied his right wrist, got up and rubbed Meng He's hair, and said to Meng Xing next to him: "Take your brother to rest, I'll wait Ask Auntie to fill him with some sugar water first."

Meng He looked at Shanglu's wrist with self-blame, "Can I go with you?"

Shang Lu smiled and joked: "Your wounds are almost scabbed when you arrive at the hospital. Stay at the base obediently and rest well. You are all players who are about to participate in the PGC. You must not get injured again!"

It doesn't matter if he is injured, because he has already retired and is just a behind-the-scenes coach, but Meng He and the others are different. They are young and still have games to play. If they retire because of injuries like him, there will be many future Regrettably.

Meng Xing nodded, pulled his younger brother, and persuaded him: "Don't follow, you will faint again later. Go upstairs and rest, don't let the coach worry."

Shang Lu was very clear about his situation, packed up two changes of clothes, brought his medical records and medical insurance card, asked Song Yu a few words, and went to the hospital by car.

Cheng Ji met Shanglu who was sitting in front of him, and sneered at the film he just made.

"Doctor Cheng, don't do this, I'm afraid." Shang Lu sat a little further away to prevent Cheng Ji from beating someone.

Cheng Ji put down the film in his hand, continued to smile, telling himself all the time, don't get angry, he is a doctor with medical ethics.He smiled and said softly: "Caravan leader, you came to review what I told you half a year ago?"

Speaking of his friendship with Shanglu, it was quite a long time ago. He also met Shanglu for the first time in this consulting room many years ago.This guy's hand was just injured, he was the one who received the doctor, had a major operation, and after the postoperative reexamination, he was always the one who diagnosed and treated.As for him, from the deputy director to the director, and then went abroad for further studies, and now he came back, this guy's hand was injured again.

Shang Lu laughed dryly, and said with an excuse: "I just bumped into it by accident, but it was a little more serious."

As a doctor, how could Cheng Ji fail to see that his wrist would be swollen if he accidentally touched it?At the very least, it was smashed by something, or it was supported.

Shang Lu's operation a year ago was quite successful. As long as he rests well, not to mention recovering to his peak condition, at least he can use his hands like a normal person.But even normal people's hands can't bear such a "touch", let alone his hand still has old injuries.

"Caravan Captain, you are really the biggest blemish in my medical career." Cheng Ji sighed, and first wrote him a note for hospitalization.

Because of so many years of consultations, he and Shanglu have a good relationship in private. Whether it is from the perspective of a doctor or a friend, it is really a pity to see him abuse his hands so badly.

Lian Mu went back after helping Master with the hospitalization procedures, and saw Meng He still sitting in the training room, frowning slightly.Meng Xing saw that Lian Mu came back, and saw that he seemed a little impatient, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, he has woken up after a nap. He drank the soup just now, and he is much better now. Just don't worry about the coach. , so I am waiting here for your return."

Hearing what Meng Xing said, Lian Mu's brows relaxed a little.

Song Yu heard that Lian Mu was back, so he hurried downstairs to ask questions, and Lin Yu also put down what he was doing and came over.

Lian Mu saw that everyone had arrived, so he said, "Master has to be admitted to the hospital for observation for a period of time, but the doctor said it's not that serious, so don't worry."

Then he handed the bag in his hand to Meng He, and explained: "Master bought the medicine for you, he told you to remember to take it."

Meng He pursed his lips tightly, took the medicine bag, "Thank you, Captain."

Lian Mu responded and turned to leave, but after thinking about it, he turned back and said to Meng He, "If you are sorry, I will leave the task of delivering meals to you during this period."

Meng He nodded immediately when he heard this, and accepted the task. He is very willing to help!

Meng Xing looked at Lian Mu with raised eyebrows, and after a glance with him, he understood something.It's not that the hospital doesn't have a cafeteria, so Lian Mu is creating opportunities for the two of them.

"The hospital has..." Song Yu was about to speak when Meng Xing covered his mouth.

"Then the manager and I will go downstairs and tell auntie that we will prepare box lunches every day." Meng Xing said, dragging the manager downstairs.

The manager and Meng Xing left, Lian Mu looked at Lin Yu, although Lin Yu didn't understand why the coach was not allowed to eat in the hospital cafeteria, but he was very polite, and immediately returned to his seat, pretending to be busy, " Alas, KDI dropped again this week, I have to practice quickly!"

Song Yu and Lian Mu are in charge of managing the team when the coach is not there. After all, it is not the first time Shanglu is not at the base, and they are not in a hurry.

Mr. Song, an enthusiastic citizen, sometimes makes video calls with Shanglu during team training to explain the progress.

Phytophthora stretched his legs, and lay carelessly on the hospital bed, not to mention how leisurely he was. When he was free, he chatted with the old man in the next bed, which was much more lazy than the children in the base.

"Why didn't a young man come today?" The old man saw that it was almost noon, and usually at this time, a young man would come with a lunch box.

Shanglu looked at the time, it seemed a little late today, and Meng He usually delivered his meals at twelve o'clock on time.At first he was evasive, after all, it is quite convenient to eat in the hospital.

What he hurt was his hand, not his leg, he could eat anywhere, there was no need for the children to travel all the way.

But Meng He couldn't listen, and came again the next day with a lunch box.But it wasn't in vain, he brought his notebook and asked Shanglu a lot of questions.

Shang Lu saw that he didn't mention anything about the past, and he couldn't save himself, so he didn't ask Meng He what he meant by "forget it".

But Meng He suddenly stopped coming today. Shang Lu thought for a long time holding his mobile phone, trying to dial Meng He's number, but he felt inappropriate and took his hand back.

"What if the kid has an accident on the road?" Shanglu thought, and then thought, otherwise, let's call!

As soon as he was about to fight, he heard someone behind him say to him: "You can't eat face, why do you say that you, a coach, care about so much with your players?"

Shang Lu turned his head and saw that it was Song Yu who spoke just now. Seeing him standing behind him with a lunch box, he immediately covered his mobile phone and asked defensively, "Why are you here today?"

Song Yu was speechless, put the lunch box on the table, and called Shanglu to come over to eat, "You are really too comfortable! They have a friendly match in the afternoon, did you forget?"

Shanglu coughed, as if there was such a thing.

Seeing Shang Lu sitting in front of him, Song Yu thought that he wanted to call Meng He just now but didn't dare to call, so he persuaded him, "36, I think you understand the world, why did you fall into Meng He's hands?"

Shanglu glanced at Song Yu, said nothing, and continued to eat with his head down.

Song Yu got excited, and continued: "Just keep your head down a little bit, at least the two of you shouldn't be too embarrassed, Meng He's request is not high, what's wrong with you condescending to help him?"

Listening to his words, Shang Lu paused, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You know everything?"

He also didn't hear the children talking about that incident in the base, how did Song Yu know?The apprentice wouldn't say it, could it be Meng Xing who said it?

Meng Xing, who was preparing for the competition, suddenly sneezed and stunned himself.

"Damn! You two are so obvious, and I'm not stupid, why can't I see it?" Song Yu said, leaning forward a little, wanting to whisper to Shanglu.

Shang Lu looked at Song Yu, then covered the food in front of him silently, and asked tentatively, "Now that you know, what do you think?"

Song Yu didn't pay attention to Shanglu's small movements, and continued: "It's wrong for Meng He to stay up late for training, but you usually have such strict requirements on the players. Although he has good talent, he is an amateur after all. He is not as good as a professional player in many aspects, so he thinks about it." Hurry up and catch up with the progress. If you usually praise him and other team members, I think the effect should be good."

Shang Lu breathed a sigh of relief. He thought Song Yu knew about Meng He's liking for him, but he didn't expect him to come to him because of this. "So I know this... okay, I know."

Song Yu heard something was wrong, and asked: "36, tell me clearly! Is there anything else I don't know?"

The author has something to say: The manuscript has been coded long ago, and my mother kept it in my room, and she didn't dare to move it, and it hasn't been published.