A rushing whistle sounded.

Chen Haotang supported the railing with both hands, looked at Su Huaizhu, who was almost jumping down, and slowly retracted his feet that had just stepped on the railing.

Most of the people in the stands around had already stood up and looked down.

Then everyone in the audience saw a figure hurriedly running to Jiang Miao and anxiously checked his injuries.

"Is it okay? Are you hurting any of them?" Su Huaixiang watched Jiang Miao's situation with a worried look on his face. Seeing that he was holding the floor and trying to get up, he quickly helped him up.

As a result, Jiang Miao stood up, suddenly hissed, put his arms back, and frowned tightly.

Su Huaizhou noticed his strangeness and immediately lowered her head and raised Jiang Miao's elbow, and found that a large piece of skin had been wiped from his elbow. Her eyes were red with a feeling of distress.

"Sorry, sorry, really sorry!" Brother No. 2 on the opposite side had already gotten up from the ground at this time and hurried over to apologize, "I rushed too fast, I'm sorry, you weren't hurt, aren't you?"

Jiang Miao was about to shake his head, but Su Huaizhou, who was holding his anger, had already glanced over and said coldly: "Do you think this looks like it's not hurt?"

"I didn't mean it, I was too anxious just now..." Brother No. 2 was a little embarrassed.

"Brother Jiang is okay?" Xun Liang and others also surrounded him and asked with concern.

Jiang Miao moved his arm and tried to walk two more steps, but still frowned.

The muscles of the arm stretched slightly and it hurts so much.

The right knee of the right leg seemed to be swollen. Although it would not hurt when walking simply, there would be a burst of pain every time the blood flowed through it.

"How is it?" the referee came over and asked, "You can still make two free throws on the defense for a foul, can you still move?"

Jiang Miao took two steps and his knees hurt twice. He felt that walking alone was a problem, let alone continuing to play.

"No, I'd better go to the infirmary to have a look." Su Huaizhou frowned and said, seeing his condition.

But in this way, without Jiang Miao, there were only four people left in the accounting team.

Jiang Miao, Xun Liang and others looked at each other, a little embarrassed.

At this time, some other people in the accounting class also came down from the stands. After hearing that Jiang Miao could not get on the stage, his eyes suddenly fell on the other boys.

It's all the time to the finals, so you can't lose the game just because you don't have enough people, right?

Now the scores of both teams have reached 20:8. If they lose the game because they don’t have enough people, it would be a little frustrating.

"I'll do it."

At this moment, someone spoke.

As soon as they finished speaking, everyone's eyes fell on Wang Zinc in unison.

"Old Wang? Are you okay?" Xun Liang opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe it, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"I can only pass the ball and help you defend yourself. Don't ask too much." Wang Zinc put down his glasses, "I always try to defend as much as possible in the next two quarters, so I still have a chance to win, right?"

"That's true." Xun Liang nodded, so he patted Jiang Miao on the shoulder, "Brother Jiang, please go to the infirmary first, and change the team uniforms for Lao Wang."

"Yeah." Jiang Miao nodded, thinking that there was nothing else to do, so he looked at Wang Zinc and said, "Go to change the clothes room, I'll give you the uniform."

"…Wait." Wang Zinc slowed down for a half beat, his eyes fell on Jiang Miao, who was covered in sweat, and suddenly hesitated, "Don't you prepare other team uniforms?"

"No... there were only five people when ordering..." Jiang Miao said, and suddenly realized, his eyes looking at Wang Zinc became strange and helpless.

Good guy, I almost forgot.

Wang Zinc is a vicious person.

It would be even more uncomfortable to let him wear his sweaty uniform than killing him.

"I'll do it."

Just when Wang Zinc was in a dilemma, someone spoke again.

Chen Haotang walked in from outside the crowd and looked at Jiang Miao with a calm expression. While approaching, he took off his short sleeves, revealing his slender muscles.

"Here." Chen Haotang handed the clothes to Jiang Miao, "Don't go to change the clothes room, just change it, you can go to the infirmary early."

Now, it was Jiang Miao's turn to hesitate.

However, seeing that Chen Haotang had taken off, Jiang Miao didn't worry too much. He lifted up the team uniform with one hand, tried not to touch the wound on his elbow, and slowly took off the team uniform and exposed his upper body.

The two of them exchanged clothes and put them on each other.

The girls in the stands changed from shyness and curiosity to disappointment and pity.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Jiang Miao smiled at Chen Haotang.

Chen Haotang nodded calmly and said nothing.

With the help of Su Huaizhu, Jiang Miao limped out of the basketball court and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Chen Haotang also wore Jiang Miao's No. 12 uniform and slowly stepped onto the basketball court. He turned his head and looked at the stands, and met Ding Ning's excited look with cheering and encouragement.

A rare smile on the corner of my mouth.

...

In the corridor of the gymnasium, Jiang Miao was supported by his senior sister and walked towards the infirmary.

"It seems a bit embarrassing. I was carried away after just one fight." Jiang Miao's hand was put on her shoulder by Su Huaizhu, and half of her body leaned against the senior sister, smelling the fragrance of her hair.

"What's the solution? Who made you so careless?" Su Huaizhou said angrily, and then comforted him, "And you have already played very well in the first quarter, and you got most of the points."

"Is there any reward for senior sister?" Jiang Miao leaned into Su Huaixiang's ear and asked in a low voice.

"What are you thinking?" Su Huaixiang glared at him, "I'm still sad when I'm injured?"

"Maybe my senior sister will give me a reward and my injury will be cured."

"I'll reward you with a kick, okay?" Su Huaixiang gave him a blank look, but he was reluctant to step on it.

"Okay." Jiang Miao joked, "Will the senior sister reward me with her feet?"

"...Don't think I dare not hit you if you are injured."

When he arrived at the infirmary, Jiang Miao struggled to sit on the chair. The infirmary teacher first wiped the wound on his elbow, then raised his leg and checked it.

After inquiring, the medical teacher nodded and took out the ice bag next to him: "It should be nothing serious. Just use the ice bag to ice for 20 minutes to eliminate the swelling."

Jiang Miao nodded and took the ice pack, intending to sit directly on the chair to apply ice.

As a result, Su Huaizhu snatched the ice bag and pulled him to the hospital bed next to him, and put the ice bag on his knees with his own hands.

The medical teacher was obviously a well-informed person. He came over and pulled the curtains for them, and separated them into an independent space.

Obviously, medical teachers are very good at preventing dog food.

After all, he has seen even more outrageous couples after staying in college for a long time.

These two are normal today, probably not long ago together.

But Su Huaizhu suddenly felt a little embarrassed when the medical teacher pulled the curtain so kindly.

She obviously didn't think about what she wanted to do, but the teacher did this, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

But when she thought so, Jiang Miao had already sneaked into the senior sister's hand.

"Stop making trouble." Su Huaizhou stared at the curtain nervously, trying to pull out his hand.

But Jiang Miao held it tightly. After she tried it a few times, she could not help but let him go.

"Is it better?" Su Huaixiang adjusted his posture for the ice bag and asked.

"Well...it hurts a little."

"Is it painful?" Su Huaixiang became worried again.

"Yes." Jiang Miao nodded, "If the senior sister can reward her, it will probably not hurt."

"I'm still talking?" Su Huaizhou looked at him angrily, raised his hand to hit him, but took it back, just glaring at him.

"Why is this a poor man?" Jiang Miao analyzed to her with confidence, "If the senior sister kisses me, it can help me distract myself, and I won't feel the pain in my knees."

"I think beautifully." Su Huaixiang glanced at him and asked him to lie down. Then he moved a stool and sat next to the head of the bed.

As a result, just as Jiang Miao looked out the window boredly, he suddenly pecked his face like a dragonfly.

He turned around and saw Su Huaizhou blushing and turning his head over, whispering: "Reward, reward, this is what you said."

Jiang Miao touched his side face. The soft feeling before seemed to remain. He subconsciously kissed his hand that had just touched his face.

Su Huaizhou kept looking at him. Seeing his shameless personal hand, he immediately blushed and took his hand away: "What are you doing? Are you embarrassed?!"

"Ah hiss..."

Jiang Miao's right hand was pried apart by her senior sister, and she suddenly felt thrilled.

At this moment, Su Huaixiang suddenly panicked and approached his junior and asked in a low voice: "No, is it okay? I'm sorry, are you..."

She was just halfway through the apology and wanted to look down at the wound on Jiang Miao's elbow.

But Jiang Miao saw the opportunity, so he raised his head, leaned over Su Huaizhu's face and took a quick sip.

Su Huaizhou was so scared that she quickly leaned back and covered her cheeks with red face.

At this time, Jiang Miao was already lying back on the bed with satisfaction and breathed a long sigh of relief.
To be continued...