"I have to compete."
After listening to the attending physician's words, Qin Mo reached out and put down the half-rolled sleeves, and his indifferent and handsome side face made the attending physician shake his head.
When Feng Yi came, he heard such a sentence, and his eyes, which were originally smiling, suddenly lost the light when he came.
The last time he asked, Qin Shen told him not to worry about his hand injury, and he thought it would be a long time ago.
But now that I think about it, if it had been done a long time ago, how could the attending physician have let him pay more attention at that time.
Feng Yi's hand holding the doorknob tightened, and then pushed it away vigorously, ignoring Qin Mo's eyes looking at him, and only put his eyes on the face of the attending physician: "Doctor Liu, according to what you said, I will let him rest, can you tell me how long he needs to rest?"
"At least three months."
"Three months" Feng Yi knew very well what this time meant, and the entire schedule of the national competition was only twenty days.
Three months, that means Qin Shen has to give up this year's competition.
Seeing this, the attending physician paused and said: Of course, if you go to the United States and ask the experts over there, maybe there will be less time, they have a way to be stable, but even then, it will take at least a month of recuperation, the nerves in your hands are very sensitive, plus your profession, the more fierce the competition, the more you need the flexibility between the fingers and the strength of the wrist, and the long-term game concentration, his hand may not be able to bear so much pressure, I know that the national competition is very important to you, But no matter how important the game is, it can't compare to the health of one hand. “ Feng Yi understood this truth, from the time he knew Qin Mo, he knew that this person was simply born for e-sports.
It's just that at the very beginning, he had too many flaws as an agent, so that even if he got the most valuable esports player, he never won a team championship.
At that time, it was not that Shonan had not come to dig up the Qin God.
However, the man refused.
And took out a sum of money to strengthen the Imperial League team, and from then on, the Imperial League team belonged to the Qin Club.
He finally didn't have to go back to inherit the family business he didn't like, and began to have his own direction, becoming one of the top e-sports agents in China so far.
However, he owes that man a national champion, from the very beginning.
Originally, I thought that the Imperial League had a spade Z this year, and that person could finally return to his previous style of play.
Feng Yi never forgot that the idea that prompted him to become an agent was to see the scene when the cold boy waved his mouse 1v5 to complete the group annihilation.
To tell the truth, it was he who fooled the great god at that time, and he didn't have any experience as an agent, but his family was in the casino industry, and he didn't know very well, e-sports and entertainment are not the same, in addition to dealing with some things, it is more important to find good teammates.
Come to think of it, since the teamfight, that man has never waved his mouse as unscrupulously as before.
It's when working with Little Spades Feng Yi lowered his eyes: "Doctor Liu is right, no matter how important the game is, it can't compare to the health of one hand." “ Hearing this, Qin Mo, who was wearing his coat, glanced in Feng Yi's direction, and his voice was faint: "You should understand that it is not just a game for the Imperial League. “ aa2705221: